[ starting with a joke is good. hearing keith’s laugh is reassuring. soothing, too, though it feels more embarrassing to admit that keith’s laugh acts as some sort of catharsis. he smiles to the sound of it, but otherwise keeps his tongue still, anticipating that that isn’t the end of it. so, he lets keith gather his thoughts, as well as his words, and ultimately, they’re set back on the course of a more sober tone.
strangely enough, shiro almost laughs now. shiro started off that way. it’s just sex. uncomfortable and awkward when coerced, but compared to the things they’ve seen or done due to the galra empire’s rule, they should have been able to check through their sentence sheets within, at the very least, a month. even a month, he thought, would be pushing it. afterall, getting back to continue the war was far more important than any of their individual comforts. but he didn’t push the team as he should have and he didn’t help them as he should have. and somewhere along the way, shiro got all tangled up inside his own hang-ups, now with four months under his belt, and a sentence sheet that’s not even half finished.
so maybe he takes it back. maybe he does want to specifically check off sentences with keith. he’ll have to check in with the other three, make sure they’re getting along too, because he refuses to leave until everyone goes before him but… getting close to the finish line with keith would be preferable. right?
he shifts closer, body swaying and foot gently knocking against keith’s. ] We can look over our sheets together, see what could work for us… [ he lets that hang for half a breath and then tacks on: ] – But after.
[ he lifts his metal hand and brushes keith’s bangs to the side, briefly opening up his face to, hopefully, encourage the boy to meet his eyes. ]
[ it works like a charm. keith does look up as shiro brushes the hair from his face, the crease of his brow clearing with a more open smile. there are still some unknowns here that keith isn't sure how to navigate beyond what has been discussed so far. his body being what it is for starters. while he doesn't expect shiro to be horrified exactly, it's still a part of himself that he hasn't shared with shiro yet.
on some level that feels... wrong because a few other inmates have dealt with keith in that capacity, but perhaps not having much choice in the matter had made that easier. so if sharing himself with anon, clear headed and as free of coercion as this place can get was the next step, then sharing himself with shiro because that's the next development in their relationship is probably a huge leap forward, huh? exciting and yet... kinda daunting, too.
the thought gets little traction. an impatient wolf comes trotting over to butt his face into keith's open palm with a whine. keith glances down with a soft laugh, automatically skritching behind his ears.]
Heh. Okay, sorry. I know, we're supposed to be figuring out what to do about the ghost situation so you know when it's okay to nap.
[ but he looks up again at shiro, expression moony as he squeezes his hand. ]
.. but that sounds good. I'd like that. Kinda wish it could always just be about us.
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strangely enough, shiro almost laughs now. shiro started off that way. it’s just sex. uncomfortable and awkward when coerced, but compared to the things they’ve seen or done due to the galra empire’s rule, they should have been able to check through their sentence sheets within, at the very least, a month. even a month, he thought, would be pushing it. afterall, getting back to continue the war was far more important than any of their individual comforts. but he didn’t push the team as he should have and he didn’t help them as he should have. and somewhere along the way, shiro got all tangled up inside his own hang-ups, now with four months under his belt, and a sentence sheet that’s not even half finished.
so maybe he takes it back. maybe he does want to specifically check off sentences with keith. he’ll have to check in with the other three, make sure they’re getting along too, because he refuses to leave until everyone goes before him but… getting close to the finish line with keith would be preferable. right?
he shifts closer, body swaying and foot gently knocking against keith’s. ] We can look over our sheets together, see what could work for us… [ he lets that hang for half a breath and then tacks on: ] – But after.
[ he lifts his metal hand and brushes keith’s bangs to the side, briefly opening up his face to, hopefully, encourage the boy to meet his eyes. ]
I want the first time to be about us.
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on some level that feels... wrong because a few other inmates have dealt with keith in that capacity, but perhaps not having much choice in the matter had made that easier. so if sharing himself with anon, clear headed and as free of coercion as this place can get was the next step, then sharing himself with shiro because that's the next development in their relationship is probably a huge leap forward, huh? exciting and yet... kinda daunting, too.
the thought gets little traction. an impatient wolf comes trotting over to butt his face into keith's open palm with a whine. keith glances down with a soft laugh, automatically skritching behind his ears.]
Heh. Okay, sorry. I know, we're supposed to be figuring out what to do about the ghost situation so you know when it's okay to nap.
[ but he looks up again at shiro, expression moony as he squeezes his hand. ]
.. but that sounds good. I'd like that. Kinda wish it could always just be about us.
[ a whine!! ]
...And you, too, buddy.