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I knock on the door before I hear a 'Come in' and enter the small office that the leader of Voltron has made on the Atlas. There I see Keith on the other end of the room with a wide window behind him as he is looking down at some files on his desk. I hear him fiddling with his blade under the table as he murmurs to himself before he quickly types on the pad. Once he's finished he leans back into his chair and stare at me with a gentle expression, "Princess, how may I help you?"
"I don't need help. I actually came in here to get you out from behind your desk and get some rest.
He quirks an eyebrow at me, "And why would you need to come escort me to bed?"
I huff a small laugh at him as I shake my head at him, "You are tiring yourself out and wont be much help when we actually need you."
He nods before he looks down at his pad again, "I'll be in bed in a few, I just need to translate then transfer this to the bla- Hey!"
I snatch his pad and look down to see gibberish. Languages have really changed over the years, "You can finish this tomorrow. I know you are one of the few in charge of the blades but the other leaders will understand if you go to bed."
"Bu-"
I hold up my hand and interrupt his petty excuse on why he needs to work with a strict shake if my head. Sometimes I wish he wasn't so narrowed minded that he forgot to do the bare essentials to keep his body, quintessence, and mind fit when they will be truly needed. At least the others can take care of themselves enough or has a system in place.
"No. I am here to abduct you from your work because you need to rest."
He looks at me with wide pleading eyes that make me want to give in, to allow him to work another night but I stay strong and resist his attempts. Never thought it would be so hard to make someone sleep other than a child. He tries another excuse before I bring out the big guns, readying the aim before I fire it and knock his conversation into nothingness.
"Everyone is worried about you."
He opens his mouth to only sigh and look down at all the reports and battle strategies scattered on the desk.
"I'm fine-"
"Are you?"
"Yes."
I raise a brow at him, "The others say they can hear you at night shuffling around and not actually sleeping. I do not think that is normal and doesn't qualify for being fine."
I walk over to his side of the desk and pull him onto his feet before I drag him out of his office.
"What are you doing Allura?"
"Abducting you," I say with a shrug of my shoulders and continue marching him away from his work.
All he does his groan and grumble under his breath but he doesn't try to pull away so I count it as a win. We continue down the halls until we reach his room and once he places his hand on the scanner and the doors open, I quickly push him and close the door as I continue moving him toward his bed. I hear him huff a small laugh at my efforts.
"You don't need to do this Allura," he says before I push him onto his bed and nudge him until he is laying flat on his back.
"But I want to so scoot over," and I climb into the bed as he just raises one of his brows, "I can't trust you to fall asleep and instead start doing some more work. I'll stay here and guard you."
"You don't ne-"
"And I already said I'll do it so go to sleep Keith, you can't be at your finest on limited hours of sleep."
He grumbles something under his breath about stubborn princesses before he gets himself more comfortable and falls asleep only minutes later. I watch him sleep for another minute or so before I brush away one of the strands of hair from his bangs and lean in to kiss him on his head before I get myself comfortable and fall asleep. I don't miss how his face relaxes another fraction or the soft small smile that formed on his face from the kiss.