Voltron X Reader

Your P. O. V

You stared out into the crashing waves. Somewhere out there, Lance was hiding. Not coming home to you. Your boyfriend had not even sent word of where he was. That goof ball had been away for over two years and you missed him terribly. You felt the warm tears running down your cheeks. They started to flow faster and soon you were crying full throttle. You started sobbing. The waves were the only thing comforting. A sudden knock startled you and you fell off the window seat. You looked threw the window to see who it was. It was Lance's mother, Mrs. McClain. She had been here and had cried with you when the report went on that they were missing. You two had cried all night long. She ended up just staying with you for the rest of the night. You walked to the door and opened it.

"Oh, hello Mrs. McClain. What you doing here? Just wanting to talk?" You asked understandingly. Today was the anniversary of the day Lance disappeared. The news report of last year.

"Is it okay if I come in. I need to talk. I-I miss him so much (y

)." And then she started crying. Suddenly, I found myself crying with her. The atmosphere of sadness grew even stronger than before and you and Lance's mother stayed like that for a while.

"Its so nice to have you here with me and not with Lance, where ever he is. It is because of me I think, because of me that he left. I am so sorry (y

). It's all my fault." And she started crying even harder.

"No, do not even think like that. It was not your fault. Look at me. Repeat after me. It was not my fault. Got that?" She mumbled a reply. "I can't hear you." You told her. Trying to get her to smile. It worked. She smiled softly.

"It wasn't my fault. Okay, since you are not going to give up. We might as well try and have a good day." She smiled at you.

A sudden, very loud noise came from outside. We looked out the window and what we saw, we both had our mouths wide open. It was a giant blue metal cat. We stood up and Lance's mom slipped on our tears. I caught her. We ran out the door and saw the person we had cried so much over. It was Lance. His brown hair was all messy, but his blue eyes sparkled. Just like the ocean waves behind him in the sunset. It was beautiful. It took your breath away. And all of a sudden, all of you were a crying,hugging group. He kissed you. And it felt great. The smell of the salty sea spray made it even better. You finally felt you were complete. Lance was here. You were at the ocean, you and Lance's dream home. You all sat down and enjoyed the sunset. Words could not express the happiness that consumed all of you. You just sat there and watched the shiny sun glinting off the waves. The ocean. The ocean had answered your prayers. The beautiful, unpredictable ocean. Just like Lance.