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taycake-sandwitch · 7 years

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Man of My Dreams

Hunk was starting to get nervous, not that he was scared or anything. Anyone his age would agree this would be the most anticipating moment in their life. When people turn the ripe age of 18 they finally get to dream of their so-called significant other. Not that he doubted the system. His parents and grandparents used to divulge him all about their amazing dreams and how they found each other. It's just... What if it didn't work for him? What if he wasn't worthy enough to have a partner? And he didn't dream at all?

Oh man, this is getting to me. Should I just stay up for the rest of my life? Yeah, that sounds good. No sleep Hunk is a go. He declared to himself as he heard a knock on his door. He sat down on the edge of his bed in a hurry as if he were committing a crime.

"Hunk? Darling?" His mom called out on the other side of the door softly.

"It's open," he blurted whilst playing with his fingers. The door creaked open to slightly to reveal the familiar face of his sweet mom. She stepped in to close the door behind her.

"Are you ready for your special moment?" She stepped closer to sit on the edge of the bed next to him. "Whats wrong?" She consoled as she grabbed onto his tweaking hands. "You only do this to your hands when you're worried. What's bugging you, Booda?" His usual nickname made him smile and relax a bit.

"What if my dream doesn't work? What if I have to stay alone for the rest of my life? What if the person who is assigned to me doesn't like me? I'm so anxious to even go to sleep right now, ma." Hunk glanced at their hands and felt warm as she squeezed them tight.

"Baby look at me," She prodded her hands and dipped her face to catch his gaze. Hunk raised his face to look into her soft, brown, eyes. "You aren't assigned to this partner. There are infinite possibilities for a partner. This system is just a general push in a direction. I won't say it's wrong because it definitely worked for me and your mother, but you get to choose if you really don't like this partner of yours if you don't feel like they aren't fit for you." She squeezed his hands again. "Believe me, it's going to work. You'll get to dream of this special person. It's up to you if they complete you. Even if you don't they are, you don't have to have a partner to be happy. They're just in it for the ride," booping him on the nose.

"Thanks, mom," He smiled as she kissed him on the forehead and got up from the bed.

"Don't stay up too late. You have school tomorrow," she opened the door. "Goodnight, baby."

"Goodnight," he called after her as she closed the door. With a grunt, he collapsed backward onto the bed and watched the glow in the dark stars faintly bloom against the weak light source on his nightstand next to his bed.

Maybe mom is right. I mean she's always right, but I don't want to be alone for the rest of my life. That's too lonely. I do like my alone time, but life is meant to be shared with someone. Right? He turned on his side. I should just go to sleep and get this over with. I won't be able to run away from this, so I might as well meet this mystery person. I have no choice...Besides, I'll get to tell Lance all about this person. Man, it'll be so weird if I dream of Lance. He thought about it for a few seconds only to shake his head and scrunch up his face. No way, dude! Too weird! I mean I wouldn't be too opposed to him since he is my buddy and all, but I don't think I could stand him than I already do. I really hope his future partner has some really good patience...And a sense of humor. They're going to need it. He smiled to himself as he got under the covers.

Turning off the light on his nightstand he got comfortable in bed as he could already feel the lull of sleep make his eyelids close. The only thing that held him back a few minutes was the clench deep in his stomach as he waited anxiously for what was to come. Don't prolong the inevitable. Just....sleep...go..to...SLEEP....This isn't working....Okay, deep breaths...1..2..3..4..5..6..7..8..9...10....11.....12......13.......14........15.............

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"Hello?" Hunk walked around in white nothing. "Where am I? Why does this look like I'm in that one episode where Squidward went through time and ended up in that space and was all alone? Oh man, am I Squidward?" He looked at his hands only to find they were his own. Knowing this he sighed in relief. "Good, I'm not Squidward." He smiled to himself.

"Who's Squidward?" A stranger suddenly materialized in front of him making him jump and screech at the same time. Coming down from his shock and getting a breather he finally got a good look at the stranger. ""Oh no,"" Hunk thought to himself. ""He's hot.""

"Wait, you don't know who Squidward is?" Hunk made a disgruntled look on his face at the shorter stranger.

"No?? Am I supposed to? I really don't know who he is," he shrugged. Hunk squinted his eyes and sat down to pull the other down next to him.

"Okay now listen up."

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"So wait," Lance paused to draw in a breath. "Instead of asking your soulmate any questions as to what his name was or what your name was. You literally spent your whole dream..." he closed his eyes. "Telling him about Spongebob and the entirety of the show?" Lance opened up his eyes again and gestured a hand towards Hunk, parallel to the ground.

"Lance, I really don't need this from you too." He placed his head on his desk. "Even mom was upset at me and she's rarely upset! She told me 'If you were so keen on telling him all about a show then you should have at least told him about the show about those space cats in space'. As if he would have time for that," Hunk mumbled.

"Dude, buddy, you messed up. First impressions are always what makes people interested." Lance patted on Hunks back. "If you're lucky, the guy will at least be your friend. I can't believe he even listened to you talk about an annoying, yellow, sponge. Maybe he's as weird as you," he joked.

"Well at least you know he's a man who can listen," Pidge offered from her phone. "By the way, Lance, how are you and your Shiro doing?" Pidge snickered.

"We are doing well, thank you very much!" Lance leaned back in his chair. "In fact, we might even see each other very soon...If I promise not to pounce on him the moment I see him. Although I don't know, I really do," Lance said with a smug look. "Don't worry, Pidge, the moment you get your partner you'll see what I mean."

"I highly doubt that. I still can't believe that in this entire world, only one person is 'destined' to be with me. This thing is wack. I mean yeah my dad and mom are happy but who's to say that they can't like someone else? What are even the statistics for who is compatible with other people? Who is picking for us? If you think about it, its all a big utopia conspiracy all in a cute little package to blind us," Pidge touched up her glasses from slipping off her nose. Lance squinted his eyes at her.

"Well I don't know who got in your head, but I do know that if I didn't have Shiro in my dreams then I would search the earth for him."

"Well, it won't be a while until my birthday but from what I've heard it all just seems too unreal and get this...Like a dream haha!"

"Lame~" Hunk and Lance simultaneously mumbled at the same time.

"Anyway, Hunk, what did this boy look like? Any details worth remembering? Hmmm?" Lance wiggled his eyebrows at Hunk as he lifted his head off of the table.

"Well, he was smaller than me, which will change we meet each other. You can bet mom and I will fill him up with food until he bursts," Hunk chuckled. "He had pearl-like skin that made his violet eyes stand out. Don't laugh but he did have a mullet, yeah, I know you don't like mullet's but he pulled it o-"

"Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa!" Lance interrupted Hunk. "Violet eyes and a mullet? No Quiznacking way," Lance had a frustrated look.

"What? Do you know this person?" Hunk asked with his heart pumping at the slight hope of meeting his partner so soon.

"Do I know??" He had an appalled face. "Oh yeah, down to the fingerless gloves and all. Listen, Hunk, I'm telling you this because I love you. Forget him and find someone else, Pidge what were you saying about finding another partner and how there can't be possibly only one person for us? Yeah Hunk is that person and he needs a new partner," Lance sat up in his chair with a straight posture.

"Wait! Dude, you know who my partner is! You can't just not tell me who it is. Who is it?" Hunk stood up in his seat and faced Lance.

"No way! As much As I love you, bro. That dude is not going to be your buddy, no way can he be, You deserve so much better," Lance crossed his arms.

"Lance not to be that person, but it really isn't for you to decide. I'll decide if he's good enough for me and if he isn't then he isn't but if I do then you're letting me away from my so-called partner. Imagine if you were in my position and no one would let you see Shiro," Hunk made valid points. From what Hunk could see, Lance's face had contorted to one of defeat and let out a sigh.

"I'm sorry, I just, ugh, I really don't like that guy," Lance shook his head.

"What's his name?" Hunk probed.

"His name is Keith. Keith Kogane," Lance rolled his eyes. "He graduated last year and now he works in a car shop not far from here." Hunk captivated with the new information, sat down again.

"Where?" Hunk asked

"If you want to go after school, I'll go with you," Lance offered.

"Really? Oh man, Lance you're the best!" Hunk got up to bear hug Lance who both had big smiles.

"Pidge?" Hunk turned to her.

"No, I won't be able to tag along. Matt wanted me to come home early. He needed some help with something. You have fun though. I may have said those things before, but really it depends on the person. This Keith guy doesn't seem too bad. Not knowing who or what SpongeBob is quite concerning though. I hope you get to bond faster than Lance and Shiro are and get to do the hanky panky first," She smirked at both of them as she dodged an eraser coming from Lance.

"Dude! Shut up! and Hunk you better not lose it before me, I swear to crow if you do I won't let ma ever tell you the recipe for her flan dish," Lance crossed his arms.

"Bro, not cool. You know I love her flan and you know I'm not going to do the nasty before you and Shiro. I haven't even met the guy yet. He has to at least take me out on a date. Just kidding......He has to take me on multiple dates." Hunk brought his hand to make a perfect sign by touching his thumb and pointer finger together. Pidge and Lance rolled their eyes.

"Just don't do it until Shiro and I do it first," Lance pouted.

"Wouldn't dream of it little buddy," Hunk smiled.

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Lance had done what he was asked of him. Both Hunk and Lance stood in front of an old building surrounded by dozens of old car and miscellaneous car parts scattered all around them. Hunk held his stomach at the weird feeling it was producing.

"You okay, Hunk?" Lance put his hand on his shoulder looking Hunk closely over.

"I'm fine, I just, uh, I'm worried about this, bro. What if he, uh, you know, doesn't like me?" Hunk gulped and squeezed his eyes shut.

"Hunk, dude, bro, hold up! You are, like, the most likable person in the whole universe. If he doesn't like you then that's that dude's problem and he's missing out on you. I for one would have no problem spending my life with you. I'm here for you buddy. Besides, if he doesn't like you then Shiro and I are taking you in. Then we get to eat your food anytime we like!" Lance fist pumped the air.

"Thank's, Lance...I guess," Hunk squinted his eyes.

"Dude, no problem, anyway anytime you're ready will go inside okay?" Lance encouraged.

"No, it's alright. Let's go inside right now, I'm ready!" Hunk put on a brave face even though the butterflies stayed. "Come on." Hunk walked to the front of the building where a door and a single 'We're open' sign hung on the front. With a quick breath Hunk reached for the door handle and turned the knob and opened the door. Pushing in he found the inside to be cleaner than the outside. Everything seemed to be in place rather than in pieces like on the outside. Two cars were stationed next to one another but he wasn't really paying attention. "Hello?" Hunk called out with Lance on his heels.

"I'll be right with you! Please wait just a minute!" A familiar muffled voice called out making all those butterflies scurry off. Like he promised, within a minute a person very much like in his dreams rolled out from one of the cars covered with smudges of grease and everything that seemed yucky to the touch. "Alright, sorry about that," Keith stood up and dusted himself over. "How may I help y-" He stopped as he looked up to meet Hunk's warm and soft brown eyes.

"I'm sorry, I uh, don't even drive or even have a driver license. I just I had to come and find you and apologize for last night. Sorry, it was my first time having that dream and I didn't even ask for your name or tell you mines. I feel like an idiot I don't even know why I talked about that show the whole time it just kind of happened. I'm so sor-"

"My names Keith. What's your name?" Keith stopped Hunk from babbling on.

"Keith," Hunk said his name softly.

"Your names Keith too?" Keith joked hiding a faint smile.

"No, my name isn't Keith. I mean there isn't anything wrong with the name Keith, I just....It's Hunk. My name's Hunk," He dipped his head and twiddled with his fingers.

"Nice to meet you, Hunk. It's cool about last night, we have many more dreams and or not dreams to hang out and talk to each other. What about you? Who are you?" Keith motioned towards Lance who looked genuinely offended by that question.

"Are you kidding me? Don't you remember me? See this is why I hate this guy. I can't believe you don't remember anything about how we were rivals on the track team and always trying to outdo each other. You dropped out before I could beat you," Lance crossed his arms and had on a grumpy face.

"Ohhhh, you're the one who always wanted to race me, Lane? Right?" He tilted his head.

"It's Mcclain! Lance Mcclain!" He huffed out.

"Oh yeah, Lance," Keith nodded. "Anyway, Hunk?" Keith turned towards him.

"I mean, I still have school and you have work so maybe we could exchange numbers and figure out until then. If you're fine with that. I mean I know I could have waited till out dream world, but I really wanted to see you," Hunk's head spun.

"That's no problem, I'm glad you took your time to find me. I know other's don't have that luxury of being so close to one another. Also, in the future, it's cool for you to come over anytime to my shop after school if you want. I don't have much busy work to do. I about finish everything early anyway. I understand if a dirty warehouse isn't ideal, I don't really clean up as much as I want to," Keith scratched the back of his head.

"No, this is fine," Hunk looked around. "This place is cleaner than any other warehouse I've been to, not like I've been to much, but it's a pretty nice place. Plus, I'm fine as long as I get to spend the time with you," Hunk blushed.

"Same," Keith smiled.

"If you guys start making out I'm going to barf," Lance stuck a finger in his mouth as if he were going to puke. Both Hunk and Keith rolled their eyes.

"I prefer that on at least the third date," Keith joked making Hunk blushed.

"I mean I don't mind kissing on the first date," Hunk blurted out.

"That could be arranged," Keith winked.

"Dude's..not cool," Lance scrunched up his face.

"Anyway, here have this," Keith dug into his pockets and pulled out a small piece of postcard paper. "I know you don't need the service, but it has my number on top. Don't be afraid to give me a call or text for our date." Hunk reached for the business card and when he did their fingers brushed for just a second. He felt the need to pull him in and hold him in a hug, but he held himself back.

Calm down, Hunk. You have enough time to do that in the future. Even if he is meant to be mine, you just met the dude! Hunk talked to himself as he brought back the small card and swiftly put it in his coat pocket for safe keeping.

"Are you guys good? There is a lot of awkward sexual energy in here and although I'm always up for some sexual energy this is just..Weird," He pointed halfheartedly towards the door behind him.

"Yeah," Hunk rolled his eyes at Lance. "Thank's," he turned to Keith. "I'm definitely going to give you a call later. I'll see you in my dreams," Hunk unintentionally flirted. Keith gave a light chuckle making Hunk's heart do a little flip.

"Catch you later, Hunk," Keith finger gunned at him. "Lance," He nodded to the brown haired kid already opening the door to leave.

"Keef," Lance smirked. Hunk followed Lance before giving a quick peek behind his back to connect with smiling violet eyes. Hunked turned around and closed the door behind him. "Dude, it's not too late. Shiro and I can take care of you," Lance walked ahead.

"There's no need," Hunk reached for his phone and took out the small piece of paper. "That boy is mine."

I was @fuchsschatten Valentine for the @heithsecretvalentines event. I hope today and many others treat you kindly. Happy Valentine's day!

#heith #sfw #heithsecretvalentines #fuchsschatten #i hope you like #if you want i can make a continuation for this #like a first date #or maybe their 100th date #lol #but if not then thats cool too #i wish I could have done more #but i really didn't want to drag it out #happy valentines day!

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