[ oh, huh. and here keith thought he'd been pretty lacking in subtlety.
....which is to say , someone misses the cue that his is all pageantry on shiro's part, and is very genuinely spellbound by the show. keith raises an eyebrow, and after propping his elbow up on his knee, rests his chin on his palm with an expectant smile. honestly, it's something to watch shiro's imagination in action. who knew there are so many great four letter words ending in s that keith really appreciates?
he's already grinning wide, not even bothering to be coy about mhis delight by the time shiro gets to guess number three, snouty indignant huff be damned. not that keith can really blame the space wolf for the grump, considering his exposure to earth dogs has been limited to a sample size of one. he absentmindedly gives the wolf a reassuring snout scratch, but his focus stays with shiro.
the pointed staring at his mouth does funny flip-floppy things to his stomach, but before he can shy nod to kiss, shiro's barreled straight ahead to pecs. hhis expression briefly goes wide eyed in his surprise but then of course he's looking at the goods presented. [
I....
[ fuck. there's a lot to like about shiro. it's strange actually being able to look and appreciate for once, rather than crushing inappropriate thoughts before they can get out of hand. what's kind of embarrassing is how obvious he must have been about looking and touching if shiro's noticed. flushing very slightly, keith manages a tiny defiant laugh like he hasn't, in fact, been accurately called out and tries for a very nonchalant: ]
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....which is to say , someone misses the cue that his is all pageantry on shiro's part, and is very genuinely spellbound by the show. keith raises an eyebrow, and after propping his elbow up on his knee, rests his chin on his palm with an expectant smile. honestly, it's something to watch shiro's imagination in action. who knew there are so many great four letter words ending in s that keith really appreciates?
he's already grinning wide, not even bothering to be coy about mhis delight by the time shiro gets to guess number three, snouty indignant huff be damned. not that keith can really blame the space wolf for the grump, considering his exposure to earth dogs has been limited to a sample size of one. he absentmindedly gives the wolf a reassuring snout scratch, but his focus stays with shiro.
the pointed staring at his mouth does funny flip-floppy things to his stomach, but before he can shy nod to kiss, shiro's barreled straight ahead to pecs. hhis expression briefly goes wide eyed in his surprise but then of course he's looking at the goods presented. [
I....
[ fuck. there's a lot to like about shiro. it's strange actually being able to look and appreciate for once, rather than crushing inappropriate thoughts before they can get out of hand. what's kind of embarrassing is how obvious he must have been about looking and touching if shiro's noticed. flushing very slightly, keith manages a tiny defiant laugh like he hasn't, in fact, been accurately called out and tries for a very nonchalant: ]
I dunno. Take off the shirt and lemme see.