You are a paladin of Voltron. The paladin of the White Lion, specifically. You and team Voltron had grown very close overtime. Relationships were forged, and you began to bond as more than a team, but as family. You found yourself really close with Keith, as well as Pidge. After Pidge saved her brother Matt from his captivity….you were awe stricken. All you could think about from the nigh5 you met him was his golden, honey brown eyes and silky brown hair. His endearing personality made him all the better, with his adorable antics, but protective instincts. You two had grown very close, to the point where you were best friends. Or maybe more.

Matt was in the control room of the Castle of Lions with Pidge, laughing over Rover, a little robot who they had created. From across the room, you glanced in his direction, listening to his light, calm laugh fill the air. You felt your cheeks redden a bit. He noticed you, and began to walk up to you.

“O-oh! Hey {user}! I missed ya. Haven’t seen you since yesterday.”

Matt said softly, putting a hand on your shoulder. His cheeks carried a pig he pink dusting. You fell first, but he fell harder.