[ as keith is gently lowered into the old bed, he lets go under the assumption that shiro will be climbing in as well. turns out, keith is wholly mistaken about that, though the hand on his sweat-dampened face is enough solace to keep a whine at bay.
...at least until shiro makes the wholly rational point about leaving to go find himself some clothes and dignity. ]
Take my pants. S'too hot in here anyway.
[ fumbling to grab shiro's wrist, keith tugs his hand down his face, until his palm makes a comfortable cradle for his cheek. after an indulgent nuzzle, he wriggles, getting his feet planted on the mattresses to lift his hips up for shiro to strip off the prison-issued orange yoga pants. ]
i accept you okok
...at least until shiro makes the wholly rational point about leaving to go find himself some clothes and dignity. ]
Take my pants. S'too hot in here anyway.
[ fumbling to grab shiro's wrist, keith tugs his hand down his face, until his palm makes a comfortable cradle for his cheek. after an indulgent nuzzle, he wriggles, getting his feet planted on the mattresses to lift his hips up for shiro to strip off the prison-issued orange yoga pants. ]
I'm melting. Can't protect you if I'm melting.