#again i'm halfway through the movie but i always love it when i feel uncertain about the situation ☠️☠️

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Hey so this is my first time requesting something so I'm not completely sure how this works, but can I get a Voltron Keith X Best Friend Reader? Like a friends to overs kind of thing. Thanks!

keith realises he’s in love with his best friend when you finally get a date with someone else.

    the suspicion has always been there, of course - keith has always found you attractive, but he isn’t childish enough to think that’s all he needs to fall in love with you. your personality always meshed with his, but again, the two of you have been best friends for as long as he can remember - surely that must play a part in it somehow?

    for years, he has been telling himself that he’s pretty content just being your best friend, the person you go to with the tiniest and biggest of problems. he’s always going to be there for you, and you know that.

    but then you inform him of your date.

    keith blinks. he’s not too sure how to react to that, which is dumb, because you’re both grown adults. it is very valid, and very realistic, to think of you now having a dating life. 

    nonetheless, the news jars him. you’re standing there, grinning from ear to ear, like this is the best news you’ve ever announced. should he throw a party? should he congratulate you? hell, should he be happy? because he certainly doesn’t feel happy.

   is that a bad thing? maybe that makes him a bad friend. he doesn’t know. he’s very out of tune with his emotions. all he knows for sure is that this news is not pleasant to him, and he can’t quite pinpoint why.

   well, he can. he isn’t stupid. he would just prefer not to.

    “oh,” is all he can muster, and his throat is dry, like he hasn’t drank in days.

   your smile fades, which is heartbreaking all on it’s own. “oh? that’s all you’ve got to say?”

   “what else is there to say? you’ve got a date. good for you. i don’t.”

   you raise a brow, tilting your head to the side. “are you mad at me?”

    his heart stutters. he can feel himself getting hostile, a feeling he’s so familiar with when it comes to everybody else, but not you. never you. 

    “no,” he grumbles. “i’m tired, and i have work to get to, so if you don’t mind-”

   you grab his arm before he can push past you. he closes his eyes, exhaling a shaky breath; should he say something? part of being best friends with someone is being able to tell them everything, but does the fact that keith is head over heels in love with you even count? maybe that’s a secret best kept hidden.

    “i’m happy for you, y/n,” he says hoarsely. “honestly.”

   “is that right? because you don’t sound too happy; in fact, you sound like you want to strangle me.”

   keith’s eyes pop open. “don’t be an idiot. why would i even be mad at you right now?”

   “i don’t know. you tell me.”

    keith grits his teeth, jaw bone throbbing. “who is this person anyway? the person you’re going on a date with. the special someone.”

   “oh, now you’re just taking the piss.” you let go of his arm and step back. your eyes hold a storm, glaring right at keith, which is so unfamiliar and it makes him so uncomfortable that he almost wants to backtrack on every single thing he’s said in the past ten minutes and start from scratch. “i tell you everything, keith. everything. and i know you struggle to open up sometimes, but when you’re mad at me, i’d like to know why without the hostile little jabs, thank you very much.”

    “there was no ‘hostile little jab.’”

   “yes these was, or are you also forgetting that i’ve known you since we were kids? i can tell when something is bothering you.” you fold your arms over your chest, grimacing. “i also know when you’re lying.”

   “oh, aren’t you a smart little cookie?”

   you glare at him. he glares right back.

   and everything breaks down.

    his patience, his willpower - all of it comes crashing down around him, and it’s about time, too. looking into your eyes right now sends such a powerful surge of love and realisation through his system that it nearly floors him, and the words are rushing from his mouth before he can start thinking straight.

    “don’t go on a date with that person.”

    your eyes shift from pure anger to pure confusion. “what?”

    “just. . . don’t. think about what you’re doing for a second.”

    “i am. i haven’t been on a date in forever, and the missions are finally starting to slow down, so-”

    “so i’ll take you out.”

   you pause. keith’s heart races, but he can’t stop now; if he follows this through to the end, his life could potentially be changed forever. either he kisses you, or he turns and leaves having just ruined the one good thing in his life.

    he’s got to take the risk, though, because it’s too late to pull back now.

   “where do you wanna go?” he rushes on. “ a restaurant? a movie on the sofa, a bit of popcorn? i think we still have some left from the last time we had a movie night, remember?” you continue to stare at him. “so where do you wanna go? what do you wanna do?”

    the silence is deafening. keith is certain he’s messed up; not once has he ever granted himself the cosy belief of you being in love with him, too, but he thought he would try, just this time, just to dip his toes in the water and see what happens.

    but you’re not even saying anything, and that’s the worst outcome keith could possibly imagine.

   he swallows the golf ball sized lump in his throat and looks to the floor. “or not. or you can just go on your date and forget i ever said anything.” 

    he turns on his heel then, unable to stand your lack of response. he’s embarrassed, genuinely humiliated, mortified that he’s just shattered his entire friendship with you in a few short sentences. the one time he wants to be true to his feelings, and he ruins everything. this is why he keeps his mouth shut half the-

    “keith, wait, no.” 

   you grab his hand, pulling him back. keith stumbles, spinning round to face you, but he doesn’t have time to say anything before you’re hesitantly standing on your tip toes and kissing him.

    it’s so gentle, so uncertain, like you still haven’t got the message even after everything keith just said. it even takes him a minute to realise what’s going on - here you are, this person he’s known since he was a young boy, finally kissing him after so many years. it doesn’t seem real. keith has never been this lucky, so why has life finally decided to give him this now?

   he doesn’t let himself ruin the moment by thinking too deep into it. his hands drift to your hips, where he rests them uncertainly. your hands are on the back of his neck, messing idly with the flicks of his hair, a habit you have never broken from years of keith laying in your lap during movie nights, or when he’s got a brutal wound.

    you pull away shakily, nervously looking into his eyes as you do so. keith can’t even reign in his expression, his violet eyes glittering, his mouth dropped open. he stares down at you, waiting for you to say something so he doesn’t have to.

    you step away from him, nervously messing with the ends of your sleeves. “did you mean all that? is that your way of telling me you like me?”

    “i love you,” he spits out. your eyes widen, but keith doesn’t take it back. “i love you, y/n.”

    your throat bobs. “i. . . i love you, too. i’ve wanted to tell you for years, but-”

    “that’s okay,” keith rushes on. “you’ve told me now. we’ve told each other.”

   you nod, before hesitantly stepping forward. keith does the same, meeting you halfway, before the two of you break into smiles and awkward laughter.

    “all this time, hm?” you mumble.

    “it was hell.”

   “our friendship?”

   “hiding everything from you; i was so used to telling you everything except this one thing-”

    “yeah. i know what you mean.”

   keith reaches out and gently brushes his fingertips against your knuckles. “are you gonna cancel that date?”

    you scoff, nudging him with your shoulder. “of course i am, idiot.” 

[romeulusroy]

Can I request a MCU Ship please? I'm a gay male from Australia and I'm currently studying Acting Screen and hope to one day be on the screen. I can tend to have a morbid curiosity and am a sucker for True Crime and the Paranormal. I'm the Dad friend in my friend groups, always looking out for everyone but I can forget to look after my self sometimes. I'm genuinely a pretty cheery and upbeat person but I also value time to my self. Thanks in Advance!

Hi my love! I ship you with: Steve Rogers!!! He loves your responsibility. You're always looking out for others, checking in on them, making sure they're doing okay,nand being there when they're not. It shows how much heart and dedication you have, how you care for people so deeply. He's always there to remind you to look after yourself, too. You can't be there for others when you can't be there for yourself. He also loves your positivity. As much as he tries to look on the bright side, over time, it's getting harder and harder. He feels beaten down a lot of the time. You are like a ray of sunshine, though. A constant reminder to smile, to focus on the good, not to let the bad best him down. He's grateful beyond words. You love his dedication. He never backs down when he puts his mind to something, no matter how uncertain or scary the situation may be. Sometimes it can get him into trouble, even blinding him, and there you're able to talk to him, offer him a new perspective. But when it's about his friends or helping people, there's no talking him out of it. Your relationship is attentive. The both of you pick up on little things about one another that say what you're feeling/in need of better than words ever could. Giving one another alone time, space, a shoulder to cry on. You know understand him better than anyone else, understanding why he does/says the things he does, just as he does with you. Steve isn't big on PDA but he's so affectionate behind closed doors. He never thought he'd find love again. Your first date is at the movies. Steve let's you pick, unsure of what looks good. He doesn't really pat attention to it though, too busy looking at you, trying to contain his smile. He gets flustered when you reach at the popcorn at the same time, apologizing, stumbling over his words. He leans over halfway through, putting his arm around you, promising one day he'll see you up there on the big screen. Relationship Headcanon: You and Steve spend countless nights watching true crime movies/shows. You showed him a few episodes, and he's basically became obsessed. He asks a lot of questions, even ones you don't have answers to yet, and assures him it'll all be figured out in the end. When there's a twist/something he doesn't expect, there's a gasp from him beside you.

I hope you like it love!!! Xoxoxo💜💖💜💖💜💖💜