[ shiro fidgets and each nervous twitch rachets up the roiling snese of unease. even more damning than that? shiro isn't immediately refuting or asking for clarification. the guy knows exactly what's on keith's mind and the reason he would know one of keith's most closely guarded secrets here can only come down to them sharing it.

confirmation of what keith suspects doesn't take much longer to manifest. the nod somehow has all the gravitas of receiving a death sentence and keith flails all the way back until his head hits the headboard. the sound of skull bumping hard against wood isn't a pleasant sound, but keith doesn't even seem to notice. ]

It was you?!

[ processing that in any meaningful way is impossible. thoughts crumble and morph like he's being spun thorugh a kaleidoscope and nothing he says follows any coherence either chronologically or by actual significance. arguably the only good to come of this is the fact that he misses the implication of shiro's emphasis on qualifying who anonymous even is ]

You snuck out of the cube to hook up with me? You're the one who was jerking off in the library?? [ his voice pitches ever higher as his incredulity grows to a fever pitch. ] You - you're the one who ghosted me? And put on a chainsmoker voice??

[ breathe, breathe, breathe. keith stares mouth agape, still clearly waiting for a punchline. ]

I thought you were gonna tell me you caught space crabs or something, Shiro.