[ shiro looks away, but keith turns away. it couldn't' be less subtle if keith were trying as he withdraws back to his section of the cot, hands pressed firmly over his knees. once again, a basic repetition of established fact shouldn't mean anything new, but he feels ill in the knowledge that everything he feels is entirely one-sided.
shiro is happier messing around with anyone who puts out the network that isn't being punished in some way and well -- that's a facet of his best friend that keith clearly never knew a damn thing about. or who even knows. what's there to say that this shiro isn't from a different reality entirely and this roiling disappointment keith feels is nothing more than the by product of being held emotionally captive by a familiar looking face?
wouldn't be the first time it's fucking happened after all. ]
Yeah. I guess sex does have a way of messing everything up.
[ whether you have it or not. fucking hilarious. agitation ramps up and keith kicks out his legs and gets to his feet. the agreement comes entirely flat toned and deliberately uninterested.]
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shiro is happier messing around with anyone who puts out the network that isn't being punished in some way and well -- that's a facet of his best friend that keith clearly never knew a damn thing about. or who even knows. what's there to say that this shiro isn't from a different reality entirely and this roiling disappointment keith feels is nothing more than the by product of being held emotionally captive by a familiar looking face?
wouldn't be the first time it's fucking happened after all. ]
Yeah. I guess sex does have a way of messing everything up.
[ whether you have it or not. fucking hilarious. agitation ramps up and keith kicks out his legs and gets to his feet. the agreement comes entirely flat toned and deliberately uninterested.]
I'm going for a walk. See you tomorrow.