Younghwan can't believe that he's doing this - he can't believe that he has been chosen by some higher power to protect the universe, despite being only nineteen years old. To most, he's barely an adult for christ sake, and even then, most alien races would still call him a child because of their prolonged life spans when compared to those that are human. And yet, he makes up one-fifth of a team, a human one at that, that has the power to defend or destroy an alien race if they're not careful. A fact that has literally caused him to hyperventilate more than once, because as much as it's an empowering thing to know that he has been destined for something great, it's ludicrous to give someone like him, never mind the rest of his team power. Especially since they can barely take care of themselves or overcome the ridiculousness and cruelty that most people experience during their teen years. 

It doesn't matter if he's able to cook something more than ramyun and eggs or that he kind of has a steady job delivering packages, barely making enough to rent his apartment, he's still a ed up college dropout that shouldn't even be piloting the machine that he's been given, let alone saving the world from evil aliens. And yet, despite how much of a screwup he is, the yellow lion - a behemoth of a machine that could literally run through solid rock, travel across space, and shoot laser beams out of its mouth - had chosen him. 

Him.

He doesn't know why he's been chosen, but he has, and it takes everything that he has to not throw up in his cockpit because he's afraid of ing things up. 

He has already royally screwed himself out of a decent job by dropping out of school and ruining all the chances he had when it came to possibly marrying his ex - a girl that he could have lived his life with, but had ultimately found himself unable to give the very thing that she had so desperately wanted from him - he constantly finds himself full of and insecurity. He's not meant to have this power or be given this mission: save the galaxy from death and destruction by those that want nothing more than to rule over those that they feel are lesser than them. It's now his job to protect an infinite amount of families and loved ones - anyone that needs it, but he feels terribly inadequate to even do such a thing. 

He's scared of screwing things up again, and while he could take the consequences if it was just himself, it's different now. He's part of a team - a makeshift family of sorts, even if he still doesn't understand half of his teammates - and the thought of his comrades getting hurt, let alone dying, because of his stupidity, his cautiousness, and his unwillingness to go the extra mile because his fears are so intense to the point that he can barely stand, easily forces the breath right out of him. The fear is paralyzing to the point that it cripples him and he can only count himself lucky that some of his comrades are strong and dependable and are confident enough to go into battle without second guessing themselves. Because if he didn't have them, he probably would have failed everyone ages ago.

He would have failed his lion. 

And that scares him even more, because at the end of the day, she sees, hears, and feels everything, and after being accepted by her, he can't lose her either. She's a part of him now, so as much as he's scared, he has to force himself to be good, to be strong, to be dependable. Because if he's not, it's not just him that gets hurt, but everyone that he has ever brought himself to care about can get hurt too.

It doesn't matter if he's light years away from Earth, his home and his loved ones can still get damaged. So despite how young he is - how much of a child he is in various ways - he has to accept his duty and do his best - no, do what needs to be done and succeed. Because if he doesn't, then he's just proving himself and everyone around him that he's a loser that can't do anything, let alone, protect the ones he loves. 

So gritting his teeth and shutting all of his insecurities away, he takes the controls of his lion and does what he is destined to do. 

Because destiny, fate, whatever the hell it is, has chosen him to prove himself in ways that he would have never been able to do before. So as much as he feels the need to run, he can't do so, at least, not anymore.

This is probably complete because I feel super rusty about writing anything these days, but I've kind of been putting some thoughts into making a Voltron LD applyfic at some point (even if I don't think that is ever going to happen) and had wanted to test the waters a bit. So here's a ty drabble; enjoy.