[ there there, shiro. keith isn't able to keep the laugh from bubbling out of him, but it's a soft, tender thing and further watered down with a kiss lovingly dropped on shiro's crown. he doesn't make any attempt to force shiro out of his safe space and instead loosely drapes an arm around his back. ]

Okay, okay. I'm done now.

[ but with shiro's head tucked in, he may miss the way the corners of keith's lips turn up into a crescent moon smile. ]

Still want to watch me de-cream this eclair? Or would you rather I de-creamed that eggplant of yours?