READER IMAGINES [1]

Lance McClain x Reader

It's been so hard for me to write lately. I just can't seem to form the words just right. Anyways, I'm not being very productive with this book at all but I got an idea and thought to publish something while we all wait for me to update the next imagine.

Inspired by my favorite television series of all time: NBC's Chuck.

Word count: 1,225

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"Alright, alright!" Pidge giggles, "Shh! Shut up!"

Hunk's feet keep shuffling as he tries to supress his laugh. Pidge's hand slaps hard on his arm.

"It's not funny!" She insists.

Her and Hunk immediately burst out into more laughter, even louder than before.

"Oh for the love of quiznack, will you stop it?" Matt says, crossing his arms.

"I don't think that means what you think it means." Lance chuckles.

A roar of laughter comes from Hunk. He tips over onto his back and starts to cry. Pidge is holding onto his leg.

"Come on, knock it off!" Keith shouts, "It isn't funny anymore!"

"I'm-- I'm sorry!" Hunk gasps, "I just keep picturing you and--" his laugh cuts his sentence short.

Keith huffs, visibly annoyed.

"You can't blame Hunk for laughing." You say, "We all weren't expecting to hear that story from you."

"Yeah well it's the last one you're getting." Keith crosses his arms, "This is the worst game I've ever played."

"You big baby." Lance says, "It's just a game of truth or dare."

Keith makes to stand up from his spot in the circle but Matt catches his arm and keeps him in place.

"Forget about it." He says, "Come on, Keith. Ask someone so that your turn can be over."

Keith sighs and taps his finger on his forearm.

"(Y/n), truth or dare?" He asks.

"Dare." You smile.

Hunk sits up and wipes the tears from his eyes. Lance looks in your direction with his eyebrow raised-- you haven't chosen dare yet in the game.

"Make it a good one." Pidge says.

"Alright, stop pestering me." Keith sighs, "I dare (Y/n) to put food goo down her shirt."

"Ew! Keith!" You shout, shaking your head in disgust.

"Good thing we stocked up." Hunk smiles.

Pidge runs out of the room to get the green goo from the kitchen area. Everyone in the circle chuckles as you sit there with your face scrunched up.

"Sucks to be you." Lance says.

"Shut your quiznack, Lance." You reply.

The both of you start laughing. Matt turns to Keith with a confused expression.

"I don't get how you use the word." He whispers.

Keith just shakes his head. Finally Pidge rushes back in with a bowl filled with green food goo. She hands it to you with the biggest smile on her face.

"I hate this game." You say as you smell the goo.

"You should've stuck with truth." Hunk says.

Groaning, you take a deep breath and then dump the contents of the bowl through the top of your shirt. It's slimy and sticks to your chest before clumping further down your body.