(three years later boyos)

Lance's POV

"Hey beautiful," a voice chimes from behind me. I turn around to see my two fiances Shiro and Keith standing there. They told me that I didn't need to keep my job at the Starbucks but I wanted to. It was fun and it gave me more time to hang out with 'Llura.

Ever since I found out that they were apart of the Mafia I've been introduced to everyone in their inner circle. Pidge is a little gremlin, and she's far too young to be that far ahead in the Mafia in my opinion, ("I'm only eighteen Lance! Damn!")

Hunk and I clicked instantly, and Allura may have some competition on who's my best friend now. He's so funny and compassionate, and honestly, he doesn't fit with the Mafia either. That is until I saw him beat one guy to death for attempting to pickpocket me.

I actually really liked Coran. Shiro introduced me to him and we talked all the time. He was so nice. All these people were. They shouldn't be apart of the Mafia and yet here we were. After about a year of dating Shiro and Keith, Coran offered me a spot in their ranks.

I agreed.

I'm now Capo Blu or the Blue Capo. I'm in charge of our long range and sniper units. It was pretty fun. And then my life got even better when Shiro and Keith proposed to me four months ago. The wedding is in two weeks and I'm so excited.

"Hey Kashi, Kei," I said smiling at them with happiness. Shiro chuckled and leaned forward to peck me on the lips. I laughed when Keith pouted. "Oh get over here sour pus." I said before yanking on the collar and giving him a kiss.

"How's our soon to be hubby today?" Shiro asked.

"I'm good," I answered. "I get off of work in an hour. Anything you wanna do?"

"Besides you?" Keith asked. I blushed furiously while Shiro laughed.

"Keith you horndog!" I said. "I meant like dinner or something. Sheesh. What am I supposed to do with you?"

"Take me out to dinner?"

"Fine, I'll do it," I said with a dramatic sigh. "But you're pulling my leg here."

Keith snickered. "I love you." he said.

"I love you too," I said. "Both of you."

And I did. No matter the amount of guns they carried. They could always count on me to be with them. Through the bad and good. No matter what.

Because that's what lovers are for, aren't they?