[ that reply shouldn't come as any kind of surprise or disappointment, but the blow lands like a one-two punch to the gut. without meaning to, keith grimaces and looks away.
his shiro. right. the one keith has barely talked to since his extracted from the black lion. in shiro's defense, there hasn't been much time or privacy since they lost the castle of lions, but still. there's so much between them that has gone unspoken over the course of the war that it's almost easier not to ta;k in some regards. what would shiro even say if keith were to tell him he's sorry that he didn't pick up on the clone situation sooner? that he's sorry he wasn't there when shiro was trapped in the black lion desperately struggling to reach out to the other paladins for help?
you couldn't have known. let's focus on the war.
a plethora of empty, dismissive pragmatism sound off leaving keith with nothing further to say. the thing is...? maybe he deserves that for having failed his shiro so miserably. and perhapsthe truth of the matter is that he's failing this shiro as well, by being a distraction. by failing to be transparent about the decline of their friendship in his reality. by making him second guess their proimary objective which has always been going back home to finish the war.
what the fuck does keith wanting to stay with him have to do with anything?
feeling increasingly stupid, keith bites the inside of his lip and hides his face in the hollow of shiro's throat. keith allows himself that safe respite for several beats before finally pulling himself together to face the fact that this shiro doesn't consider himself his shiro without fracturing.
with a deep breath, keith sits up enough to, eyes on collarbone rather than on his boyfriend's face and says as evenly as possible: ]
no subject
his shiro. right. the one keith has barely talked to since his extracted from the black lion. in shiro's defense, there hasn't been much time or privacy since they lost the castle of lions, but still. there's so much between them that has gone unspoken over the course of the war that it's almost easier not to ta;k in some regards. what would shiro even say if keith were to tell him he's sorry that he didn't pick up on the clone situation sooner? that he's sorry he wasn't there when shiro was trapped in the black lion desperately struggling to reach out to the other paladins for help?
you couldn't have known. let's focus on the war.
a plethora of empty, dismissive pragmatism sound off leaving keith with nothing further to say. the thing is...? maybe he deserves that for having failed his shiro so miserably. and perhapsthe truth of the matter is that he's failing this shiro as well, by being a distraction. by failing to be transparent about the decline of their friendship in his reality. by making him second guess their proimary objective which has always been going back home to finish the war.
what the fuck does keith wanting to stay with him have to do with anything?
feeling increasingly stupid, keith bites the inside of his lip and hides his face in the hollow of shiro's throat. keith allows himself that safe respite for several beats before finally pulling himself together to face the fact that this shiro doesn't consider himself his shiro without fracturing.
with a deep breath, keith sits up enough to, eyes on collarbone rather than on his boyfriend's face and says as evenly as possible: ]
... do you miss your Keith?