[ that pout is, indeed, very apparent in keith’s voice however, so shiro doesn’t quite nail the apology. maybe it’s the high of freedom or maybe it’s a consequence of having keith pressed against him, pouty little snuffles tickling the bareness of his nape. whatever the reason, shiro feels light, like the brunt of their worries are behind them for the time being and that they, for once, can breathe easy. so he’s basking in it, soaking it up as he squeezes keith’s hand and tugs, gently at his hair, holding position a moment longer before releasing at his right and lifting his head off of keith’s.
he shakes his head then, keeping his gaze forward and not once looking back. ]
You talk about prison as a detriment to our relationship. [ shiro did too. in the beginning, he had been starkly against sharing sentence sheets, fully convinced that overstepping the solid lines of their friendship would ultimately damage it. ] And trust me, I get it. There is so much to unpack that I don’t even know where to start. [ a huffed breath, grimly amused. ] I’m still trying to make peace with my first prison sentence.
[ … okay, that joke falls flat. he clears his throat, not pausing long enough to let that fester into something else. ]
The point I’m trying to make is that… no, that wasn’t normal dating.
[ entirely unconventional from every angle. sometimes, shiro wonders what it would have been like to realize his affections back in his universe. would it have been better to develop feelings in the midst of a war? with a different keith? there is no clear answer to that. and maybe there doesn’t need to be, because maybe he shouldn’t be comparing any of this to what-ifs and maybes. that’s what he did with the loss of his virginity this past week and look where that got them. their relationship developed the way it did and there’s nothing he can confidently say he’d like to be different about that, because… because… ]
But we came together and grew closer despite everything working to ruin us. That’s why I laugh… because it feels so obvious now. I don’t doubt as I once did… I’m pretty dead set on you, Keith.
stop questioning, daddy, keef
You’re right. I’m sorry.
[ that pout is, indeed, very apparent in keith’s voice however, so shiro doesn’t quite nail the apology. maybe it’s the high of freedom or maybe it’s a consequence of having keith pressed against him, pouty little snuffles tickling the bareness of his nape. whatever the reason, shiro feels light, like the brunt of their worries are behind them for the time being and that they, for once, can breathe easy. so he’s basking in it, soaking it up as he squeezes keith’s hand and tugs, gently at his hair, holding position a moment longer before releasing at his right and lifting his head off of keith’s.
he shakes his head then, keeping his gaze forward and not once looking back. ]
You talk about prison as a detriment to our relationship. [ shiro did too. in the beginning, he had been starkly against sharing sentence sheets, fully convinced that overstepping the solid lines of their friendship would ultimately damage it. ] And trust me, I get it. There is so much to unpack that I don’t even know where to start. [ a huffed breath, grimly amused. ] I’m still trying to make peace with my first prison sentence.
[ … okay, that joke falls flat. he clears his throat, not pausing long enough to let that fester into something else. ]
The point I’m trying to make is that… no, that wasn’t normal dating.
[ entirely unconventional from every angle. sometimes, shiro wonders what it would have been like to realize his affections back in his universe. would it have been better to develop feelings in the midst of a war? with a different keith? there is no clear answer to that. and maybe there doesn’t need to be, because maybe he shouldn’t be comparing any of this to what-ifs and maybes. that’s what he did with the loss of his virginity this past week and look where that got them. their relationship developed the way it did and there’s nothing he can confidently say he’d like to be different about that, because… because… ]
But we came together and grew closer despite everything working to ruin us. That’s why I laugh… because it feels so obvious now. I don’t doubt as I once did… I’m pretty dead set on you, Keith.