My new normal- Shiro Ship Week Day 2
Ok, so I had this idea, well more like fic prompt that my old shance turned multi ship discord server came up around Halloween. I said I wanted to at least try and write a fic for it but there’s another fic we came up with I still need to work on, which I will eventually. So @fiercaldra, @castlesl and @gorgonopsidofawesome I don’t know if you guys would remember this at all, but if you do, here’s my really short fic.
Supernatural
Shiro pulled his car in front of Allura’s store and looked at his two passengers. “She has her store warded against monsters so don’t try sneaking in.”
Lance moaned in the back seat, turning towards the seat in attempt to pull away from the sun. “Like I’d even bother.”
“Don’t worry,” Keith said in the passenger seat, “We’ll look after the car.”
Shiro nodded and left the car in the hands of the vampire and werewolf.
Lance moaned even more, using his arms to hide his face from the sun, not moving when Keith threw his jacket on top of him.
“How old are you again?” Keith asked, looking at the jacket covered lump in the backseat.
“700 years. What’s your point?”
“I thought vampires got more resistant against the sun the older you are.”
“When you’re stuck with Zarkon in a dark cave for pretty much the entire time you’ve been turned, you don’t get out much.” Lance snapped.
Keith scoffed, turning around. “And Zarkon sent you to try and kill Shiro.”
“Bite me. Oh wait,” Lance said, sounding teasing, “that’s what I did to you and boy did you love it.”
Face flushed red, Keith threw the book he’d pulled out of his bag at Lance. “Shut up!”
Shiro walked into the store, taking glance at the shelves thinking about what he needed to get as he approached the front desk. Standing waiting for him was a woman about his age, if not a bit younger. Her skin was darker than Lance’s but her hair was bright white, tied up into Sailor Moon buns. Her blue-purple eyes glinted mischievously.
“Last time I checked, Takashi Shirogane didn’t spare monsters, yet there are two left in your car.”
“If it makes you feel any better, I was trying to kill one of them and then the other came along trying to kill me. We all got stuck together I guess.”
“Well, if they managed not to get killed by you, I guess all is good. I am curious about the story.”
“Well, Lance is a vampire who was turned by Zarkon.” Allura looked surprised at that. Understandable, Zarkon had been responsible of the death of Shiro’s family and many of Allura’s coven. Since becoming a monster hunter, Shiro would kill any monster associated with Zarkon. “he was coming to kill me, but he tried to stop me from killing Keith, the werewolf. Though, actually, it was more of he interrupted and then Keith took offence to that and they started arguing and I found it really cute? Point is, we kinda stuck together, me with Keith mostly and Lance following us until Zarkon sent someone else and Lance tried keeping him away. I killed the guy in the end but he told us that Lance had also been fair game in killing so he kinda came with us.”
“He must have been something amazing if the fact that he was a member Zarkon’s group.” Allura said, truly looking impressed.
“I didn’t trust him for a while, even after what we’d been through. It pissed him off but he never did anything about it. Of course he wasn’t getting the chance to hunt either so he was getting weak and he still never said anything. He almost got himself killed trying to save Keith from a poltergeist when I finally realised he wasn’t going to turn on us or hurt us.”
“So you let him go take blood from a human? If he was turned and taken in by Zarkon, he obviously doesn’t drink animal blood.” Allura stated.
“Yeah. Keith beat me to the punch actually. He let Lance take blood from him.” now Shiro felt embarrassed remembering when he had found the two monsters. Lance already had his teeth in Keith’s neck and was making these kinda cute pleased noises. It was the start of the feelings he had towards the two monsters, or at least it had been a push from when he’d found them cute the first time he met them. “Keith thought I would have been mad, but I just told him to try and keep in control in case Lance lost control at any point. He hasn’t really gone and asked either of us since though.”
“Wow. Vampires only bite and leave alive lovers and very close friends. Shiro, you called them cute. Do you like them?”
Shiro shrugged though the answer was yes. “I can’t help it. The more I got to know them, the more I started to fall I guess.”
“And hope Lance would bite you too. I hear vampire bites are very pleasurable.”
“Thanks.” He said sarcastically. God, it was amazing he kept coming back. Allura loved nothing but embarrassing him. “Can I get my regular order please?”
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Keith watched Shiro paced back and forth as he was told about a new monster over the phone. After the last time they walked into the monster hunter usual hang out and almost got filled with silver bullets, Shiro made it his new thing to get info over the phone. He had felt guilty that since joining Shiro, he had to change they way he did things but it still felt good that Shiro was doing things to make them feel comfortable. It made the feelings he had towards him grow, but it was hard to tell his heart no. he hadn’t really given any type of love a chance since his mother died. He never expected it would be with a monster hunter and a vampire – because yes, even Lance wormed his way into his heart – but he couldn’t be mad at himself. He and Lance hadn’t gotten along at all when they first met and he and Shiro had depended on each other more. But after Lance fought against that vampire to save them, he started to trust him a bit. Then he saved him again from the poltergeist and he saw that Lance wasn’t an agent of Zarkon, he was just a turned vampire who wanted to get as far away from his maker as possible.
Getting Lance to take blood was hard. He pretty much refused, despite the fact he was weak and could barely stand. In the end, Lance did it. He was soft about it though, telling him thousands of times what to do if Keith wanted to pull out. The bite had hurt but after that it was, pleasant, as much as a bite could be. Lance was gentle and the noises he made where cute and the tiniest bit arousing. However after that, Lance never asked, no matter how much Keith offered. He was sure he’d heard Shiro offer to but Lance refused.
He looked over at Lance who was face down with Shiro’s hooded jacket on, blocking out the lights in the diner. The borrowing of each other’s clothing was normal to them now. They hadn’t put a name on what they were but things had obviously moved past friends. They depended on each other.
Shiro walked back into the diner, sliding next to Lance and pulled his half-drunken milkshake closer.
“There’s been druids attacking humans. Apparently, some fairies have been messing with their forest so they’re retaliating buy getting humans to do their dirty work. We’re heading after we’re done.”
Lance finally lifted his head. “I haven’t really fed in a while.”
“Well, we’re not really in a place where you can go feed. No forests for animals and this diner is at a pitstop. Do you think you can wait till we get closer to where we have to go?” Shiro asked, looking worried. Since the last time Lance had been weak with hunger because of him, Shiro would make sure Lance had blood, even if it meant having to steal it from a blood bank. Thankfully that option didn’t happen very often.
“I should be fine. besides, it’s a bunch of druids, can’t be that bad.”
“Right, couldn’t possibly be in trouble when they’re surrounded by their power source.” Keith mocked.
“Guys,” Shiro said, stopping whatever fight was about to break out, “that’s enough. Keith, eat quick. Sooner we get there, the better.”
Lance was quiet the whole time they drove, different from when he’d be talking everyone’s ear off once the sun had set. He had abandoned the seat and completely and was hiding behind the front seats, Shiro’s jacket still on him with the hood up. He claimed the lights from approaching cars were irritating his eyes, which worried both Keith and Shiro. Lance’s lack of food was starting to affect him.
When they arrived at their destination, Shiro got out first to pull his supplies from the trunk, while Keith turned in his seat to look at Lance.
“Lance, if you need blood, you can take it from me.” He offered.
“No,” Lance said, “I’m fine. we’re gonna need help stopping these guys and we need all the strength possible.”
“Lance, Keith, I need help with this.” Shiro called from the trunk.
Eager to escape the conversation, Lance climbed out the backseat and joined Shiro, taking the filled bag he was handed.
“Salt and sugar, plus those weird microwave bombs for fairies and blessed guns for any druids who don’t listen to reason.”
“Thank god the stupid rumour about vampires and rice aren’t true.” Lance said, sliding the bag on his back.
“Lance,” Shiro said, tucking extra bullets in his pockets and another gun in his boot, “I know you’re low on blood and the lack of noise tells me there are no animals around either.” Lance scrunched his nose. He didn’t understand how some vampires could drink animal blood. “You can take some from me if you need it. I don’t mind.”
Lance shook his head. He’d only done it once, taking blood from Keith. It was good, but god, he couldn’t do it again. To take blood and leave them alive, that was only meant for lovers and close friends and god was Keith and Shiro starting to lean into the lovers side. With all the time they spent together things had started to change for him. He didn’t know to deal with it and to take blood again when things were getting intense now was not a good idea.
“I’ll be fine. Besides, that means I can just take it from the druids who don’t listen. Magic filled blood is always good anyway.” Lance said, making his way to the forest, leaving Shiro shaking his head.
“Only if I tell you Lance!”
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Since Lance and Keith joined him, Shiro took anything that happened to them personally. Yes, he knew that as supernatural creatures, they were perfectly capable of defending themselves, better than he could, but still. When they decided to trust him enough to go traveling with him and help him stop other monsters, he tried to keep them out of trouble and safe. Seeing Lance on the ground, barely moving, mad him see red.
They had been lucky to find the fairies trying to attack the druids but the druids didn’t take kindly to being offered help. Instead of trying to kill the fairies only, the three of them had to be on the defence against fairies and druids throwing spells at them. Keith had turned into a wolf to literally rip the throats of any of their enemies. Lance’s speed helped spread the salt and sugar that distracted the fairies and allowed him to sneak around the druids’ defences and attack. Shiro was stuck dodging any spells and shooting at them but he made the most of what he had.
He should have noticed Lance slowing down. He should have been paying attention to the leader of the druids, gathering their magic. It wasn’t until Lance body slammed him out of the way he realised what had happened. Keith took care of the culprit, taking no time of biting his head off while Shiro ran over to Lance. his breathing was weak and he looked pale, his tan skin almost another colour. Then he looked down and saw why. Lance’s shirt was mostly torn to shreds, his stomach almost the same as it sluggishly stitched itself back together, blood easily escaping the wound.
“Lance? Lance, can you hear me?” Shiro asked, gently shaking his shoulder. The jacket was becoming stained with blood. Even if it did come out, he didn’t think he could wear it again without remembering what happened.
Lance’s eyes slowly blinked open, not even focused on Shiro. “What?” he slurred. God, Shiro didn’t even know vampires could slur.
“Lance, you’re losing blood. You need to eat now.”
“Druid?”
“Most are gone or dead if the screams and Keith’s growling is anything to go by. You need to take it from me.”
Even as weak as he was, Lance shook his head. “No. I can’t.”
“This isn’t up for debate Lance. if you don’t take blood, you’re going to die.”
“No, I can’t. I can’t take your blood.”
“Lance, I’m sorry, but I’m not giving you a choice here.” Pulling a dagger from his belt, Shiro made a small cut near his collarbone.
With energy he didn’t think Lance had, the vampire moved until he was pressed against Shiro, his tongue licking the blood from the cut before Shiro felt Lance’s fangs bite into him. it hurt and he could almost feel the blood leaving his body. After large gulps though, it slowed and those little pleased noises Shiro heard the last time started to emerge from Lance. he was starting to feel a bit off balance when Lance finally pulled away, resting his hand on the wound, resting his head on his hand.
“You asshole.” Lance rasped.
“Call me what you like but you were going to die. I wasn’t about to let that happen.”
“Lance! Lance are you ok?” Keith asked, the forest finally quite of any druids he’d killed. “I smell blood. Are the two of you ok?”
Lance shoved Shiro away, looking like a mixture of upset, embarrassed and confused. “Why did you do that?”
“Wha- Lance, in case it escaped your knowledge, you had a gaping wound on your stomach, that’s still healing by the way. You hadn’t had anything to eat for days. I wasn’t about to let you die because you were being stubborn.”
“What is the issue anyway?” Keith asked, not understanding why Lance was acting that way.
Lance hid his face in his hands, confusing the two dark haired men even more.
“Vampires don’t leave their food alive, ever. The only time a vampire willingly does that is for close friends and lovers.”
“I’d hope after what we’ve been through, you consider us close friends.” Keith said.
“Ugg, god, are you an idiot? Do you think after we’ve been through, I think of you as only close friends?” Lance said, his face looking as red as it could with his would still trying to heal.
“Excuse me?” Keith said, sounding insulted. Thankfully, Shiro was understanding what Lance was trying to say. He didn’t think he’d hear it, but when he was forced into a corner, Lance had no choice but to tell them the truth.
“Keith, it wasn’t the close friends part he was referring too.”
“What? Then what-oh.” Keith turned redder than Lance was.
The vampire hid behind his hands, letting out an embarrassed sound. “God, 700 years and this never happens. First month out of Zarkon’s grip and I manage to gain feelings for a monster hunter and a werewolf. He’s half the reason I tried to stop the feelings. If he comes after me for betraying him, he’ll go after you two.”
“That should be our choice.” Keith said, his face still sporting a blush. “We decided how we feel and we decide that that overgrown monster has another thing coming if he thinks we’re easy to get rid of.”
“I think what Keith is trying to say, I hope, is that we do feel the same way. I’ve dealt with Zarkon’s minions before, he doesn’t scare me. He won’t get the chance to use us against you because we won’t go down without a fight.” Shiro said, pulling Lance’s hands away from his face. “Under the strangest of circumstances, we ended up joining together. It’s gonna take a lot more than that to pull us apart ok?” Lance nodded slowly. “How about we save the feelings talk for tomorrow? I don’t know about you but I could do with a 14 hour nap.”
A rustle alerted them of a druid attempting to escape. Lance put his hand on Shiro’s arm that had reached for one of his guns.
“I’m still hungry.” Lance said licking his fangs, which sent shivers through the other two. “I usually want to escape when I get embarrassed, but I guess ripping his throat out will have to suffice for now.”
With regained speed, Lance was on the druid and drinking his fill.
“Why do I find that hot?” Keith asked out loud, seeming embarrassed himself.
Shiro shrugged. He couldn’t answer that but then again, since Zarkon ripped his family away, his life had been a series of strange things and events. Falling for two monsters, well that just fit right in with his new normal, and he was fine with that.
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