[ banter between them is fairly routine. hell, throwing out playful quips when one of them has the other pinned while wrestling is practically a given. arguably, wrestling pushes them into a far more awward positions than lying side by side, but at least with wrestling there aren't any accompanying exploratory face touches. but is "at least" even where keith's mind is at? finding comfort in his best friend is something that's been won with time and effort put in to getting to know keith, rather than anything else. but it's been hard not to notice all the ways in which shiro draws in the eye.
everything is meantt o be at their own pace, withouany buckling to outside pressure to complete sheets or yielding to aphrodisiaic. in some ways, maybe it's harder to look at his best friend and own the fact that he likes shiro's hanx touching his face and clasping his. that it makes him fluttery to know shiro is looking at him with that smile while their legs and tangled. when aphro had been involved, keith had been able to disown it. he doesn't know how he would even begin to excuse the fact that he'd been thinking of shiro and his dick while bending over for a stranger, so he hasn't tried to -- and perhaps that's for the best. every time his thoughts slip even fractionally in that direction, keith is left trying to scrub his head blank and empty. he catches himself doing that right now, blinking hard through the hopeful swoop in his chest. would it even be right to act so familiar with a shiro who might technically not even be his? ... not that shiro had ever been his. keith mulls it over for a beat, before deciding he doesn't want to anymore. he steals another look down at shiro's lips, now a little glossier somehow and is slow to look back up.
how can srhio win back his forgiveness faster? it's meant to be a facetious question. in fact, this entire conversation about enchiladas and pina coladas had beennothing but jokes standing in for... something. frowning very slightly, keith leans in a quarter inch closer until their noses touch. ]
You could keep smiling at me like that.
[ is that too much? keith doesn't know. but it'd been a long two years without his best friend in the quantum abyss and an even longer fight in the abandoned facility. native some part of him will always be worried about shiro -- the one with a full head of white hair and a clone's body, but seeing the WAY THIS SHIRO SMILES, IT GIVES KEITH SOME HOPE. ]
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everything is meantt o be at their own pace, withouany buckling to outside pressure to complete sheets or yielding to aphrodisiaic. in some ways, maybe it's harder to look at his best friend and own the fact that he likes shiro's hanx touching his face and clasping his. that it makes him fluttery to know shiro is looking at him with that smile while their legs and tangled. when aphro had been involved, keith had been able to disown it. he doesn't know how he would even begin to excuse the fact that he'd been thinking of shiro and his dick while bending over for a stranger, so he hasn't tried to -- and perhaps that's for the best. every time his thoughts slip even fractionally in that direction, keith is left trying to scrub his head blank and empty.
he catches himself doing that right now, blinking hard through the hopeful swoop in his chest. would it even be right to act so familiar with a shiro who might technically not even be his? ... not that shiro had ever been his. keith mulls it over for a beat, before deciding he doesn't want to anymore. he steals another look down at shiro's lips, now a little glossier somehow and is slow to look back up.
how can srhio win back his forgiveness faster? it's meant to be a facetious question. in fact, this entire conversation about enchiladas and pina coladas had beennothing but jokes standing in for... something. frowning very slightly, keith leans in a quarter inch closer until their noses touch. ]
You could keep smiling at me like that.
[ is that too much? keith doesn't know. but it'd been a long two years without his best friend in the quantum abyss and an even longer fight in the abandoned facility. native some part of him will always be worried about shiro -- the one with a full head of white hair and a clone's body, but seeing the WAY THIS SHIRO SMILES, IT GIVES KEITH SOME HOPE. ]