You are the Paladin of the White lion, and you had just gotten back from a rather difficult mission. Your comrades were exhausted, and everyone was ready for some downtime.

Shiro was peacefully sitting down in the Castle’s lounge room talking with Allura.

Lance, bring the goofball he was, hung upside down, off of the edge of the couch next to Shiro, being somewhat annoying to the man.

Pidge was on her computer, coding and typing away.

Hunk was in the kitchen, humming happily to himself as he cooked. The sweet smell of something tasty wafted through the Castle of Lions.

Keith sleepily sat on the couch across from Shiro and Lance, dozing off, arms crossed against his chest, and leaning against the armrest.