Shiro X Reader |:. Can You Imagine? .:| Shiro often found himself hiding away in one of the tallest towers in Allura's castle. It felt safe, and it was nice to be away from the rest of the team sometimes. Not only that, but sometimes he needed to cry. He had been lucky to escape, and lucky that Pidge's family was still alive, but not everyone had been so lucky. Hundreds and thousands of people were still in trouble, and Shiro could do little to nothing about it until they took out the man in charge. But it was already to late for some, a woman in particular. His woman.Shiro X Reader |:. Can You Imagine? .:| by pureawesome22
(Y/n) (L/n) was a very strong, and every hot headed woman. When Shiro had been taken captive, he had ended up sharing a cell with her, and it had taken all but three seconds for him to fall in love. She was perfect- Loyal, tough, and god she was beautiful. Sometimes Shiro wondered why it had to be her. Leave it to the universe to give you someone so perfect, so true, and then tear it away.
A quiet sigh escaped Shiro's lips, a
Shiro x Reader [Voltron] | SorryShiro x Reader [Voltron] | Sorry by kissmeyoufoolfanfict
Everyone in the castle had already settled down by the time he came to your room. Lights had been dimmed, doors had been locked, and the ship had been put on autopilot, so when the brash noise of your room's sliding door cut through your not-quite-asleep thoughts, you were very startled.
Thinking that it had something to do with Allura, you jolted awake and threw off your covers, only to be surprised by the sight of Shiro, standing in your doorway. His face was barely illuminated by the dull blue light in the hallway, and you could tell his shoulders were slouching in his shadow. You didn't know what to say, what to do, so you planted your feet back in bed and pulled you covers up over your chest. It was only once you were staring at the ceiling again, that you heard Shiro's feet shuffling towards you.
It had been a while since Shiro's last spontaneous visit to your room. Usually there was a warning, some sort of sign or distress signal that he sent during the day; a bruised lip
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