[It's a mutual decision on both their parts, knowing that a known relationship between the Princess of Altea and a Paladin of Voltron (the Black Paladin no less), would be nothing short of problematic. It would give enemies in the know more cannon fodder to target Shiro in the heat of battle, and the notion that Allura's own stake in Voltron is not only due to the legacy of her people and the safety of the universe, but something much more immediately personal would...well, it would certainly not fair well. For either of them.
And it's not something the rest of the team should know either. Coran, as loving and as caring of a man he is, would certainly give her an earful as the royal advisor, and as for the others the concern is less about the teasing (which is, admittedly, also a factor) and more about whether or not they'd misinterpret some of her actions as favouring Shiro's opinions as a lover as opposed to him being the decisive head of Voltron.
And while there are times her heart aches and longs to be more open about their relationship, to keep from having to skirt around each other in public, to be able to reach out to him, wake up next to him in the same bed without having to tiptoe around at night like teenagers, there's also a certain thrill to it. She's always known she wasn't going to have a normal sort of relationship, so, may as well make the most of what she currently has.
It's one of those quiet lulls in the evening at the Castle of Lions. Everyone else is doing their own thing to settle down, and Allura, hair damp from having just finished showering, finds Shiro sitting in one of the main rooms, with either a tablet or book in hand. She almost walks past him, the more sensible part of her knowing she should wait until everyone else has retreated to their rooms, but the temptation is too great, the peacefulness of a quiet evening giving her a sense of security and, in knowing that the room is at least empty for now, she may as well take advantage of it.
She approaches him from behind, touching his shoulder gently to alert him to her presence before wrapping her arms around his shoulders in a lax, comfortable embrace, chin resting on his shoulder to look at whatever it is he's reading.]
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And it's not something the rest of the team should know either. Coran, as loving and as caring of a man he is, would certainly give her an earful as the royal advisor, and as for the others the concern is less about the teasing (which is, admittedly, also a factor) and more about whether or not they'd misinterpret some of her actions as favouring Shiro's opinions as a lover as opposed to him being the decisive head of Voltron.
And while there are times her heart aches and longs to be more open about their relationship, to keep from having to skirt around each other in public, to be able to reach out to him, wake up next to him in the same bed without having to tiptoe around at night like teenagers, there's also a certain thrill to it. She's always known she wasn't going to have a normal sort of relationship, so, may as well make the most of what she currently has.
It's one of those quiet lulls in the evening at the Castle of Lions. Everyone else is doing their own thing to settle down, and Allura, hair damp from having just finished showering, finds Shiro sitting in one of the main rooms, with either a tablet or book in hand. She almost walks past him, the more sensible part of her knowing she should wait until everyone else has retreated to their rooms, but the temptation is too great, the peacefulness of a quiet evening giving her a sense of security and, in knowing that the room is at least empty for now, she may as well take advantage of it.
She approaches him from behind, touching his shoulder gently to alert him to her presence before wrapping her arms around his shoulders in a lax, comfortable embrace, chin resting on his shoulder to look at whatever it is he's reading.]
It's been quiet today.