#I haven't done Hunk POV in a while so this was Fun

[pumpkins-s]

How different do you think the first scenes of first episode would be in Prison Talks au??

“…So is this the part where you demand we sneak out and hit the town or something?”

“No, don’t be stupid,” Lance shrugs on his jacket, blank-faced, and Hunk shoots him a scathing look. “Pidge has been sneaking out at night. I’m going to check what they’re doing, and then make them go back to bed.”

“Wow, you’ve really become the nagging mom, haven’t you?” Hunk chuckles, and Lance just blinks dully. He pulls the door open, disappearing out into the hall, and Hunk chases after. “Hey, wait up!”

In another life, if things were like they used to be, he’d be the one chastising Lance about not breaking house rules. He’d be the one reluctantly begged into mischief as Lance and Loraine grabbed at his hands and pulled him along, giggling all the while as they snuck into the ship depot to borrow a hoverjet, and Hunk would whisper in a scandalized voice Loraine, you’re an officer, should you really be encouraging this?

He catches up to Lance as they round the corner, and shoots his best friend—someone he’s known intimately and thoroughly since childhood, and yet someone he feels he’ll never quite fully understand—a hopeful side-eye. “How about we just grab Pidge and go to the movies or something? They’ve got that new horror movie on you know I very much do not want to see. You could take videos of me screaming and send them to Igraine? You could write a scathing review of it for Mavis! You know they’d both like that!”

Hunk is aware his statement directly contradicts itself. That he is suggesting something he never would have willingly participated in a few months ago. He doesn’t much care anymore, honestly. Whatever it takes to restore some semblance of normalcy to their lives.

Lance twitches, and Hunk can tell he wants to, desperately and deeply, underneath the armor where he is still soft and silly and Lance. After a moment, he shakes his head, eyes skittering away, and Hunk sighs.

“Igraine’s…too busy for junk like that. And that won’t help Mavis get better. They understand. If—When I bring Loraine home, then everything will be better.”

“…Yeah,” Hunk mumbles. “Sure.”

In another life, Hunk thinks, things would be different.

But they’re not, and so long as Loraine is lost, so is Lance to him, too.