[ it’s ten a.m. and keith needs him to say he doesn’t want to fuck an eclair. can this day be over already?
that soft, pathetic sound shiro made when he watched the cream burst out of the bottom of the eclair? that’s nothing compared to the embarrassing wheeze he makes here, choking on air ( and his dignity ) with that initial read through.
slams his phone down screen first into the table he’s sitting at, only to realize that -- wait, shit, no, he needs to shoot out a denial asap before keith takes a delay as confirmation. ]
i need to lie down. 1/2
that soft, pathetic sound shiro made when he watched the cream burst out of the bottom of the eclair? that’s nothing compared to the embarrassing wheeze he makes here, choking on air ( and his dignity ) with that initial read through.
slams his phone down screen first into the table he’s sitting at, only to realize that -- wait, shit, no, he needs to shoot out a denial asap before keith takes a delay as confirmation. ]
No of course not!
I just want to smash one!