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maybe if we believe enough, it'll be smth nice. like a shared vision of penguin keith.

[earthshine]

[ keith’s messing with him, again. he thinks? this whole experience has been extremely trying on shiro’s psyche. from kink denial to forever drifting focus for keith’s legs and mouth, shiro has not been utilizing his brain to its full potential. in layman’s terms, he’s a bit stupid from desire. so he doesn’t call keith out on his sudden concern for shiro’s playing hooky. didn’t he just offer to blow him not more than two minutes ago? don’t ask shiro, he can’t seem to remember back that far.

instead, he frowns, contemplating his options. ]

Yeah. [ a good, responsible gembonded guardian would get back asap. actually, that same one never would have taken a clocked break to begin with. he tells himself this, but in the same mental breath, reminds that another five or ten minutes won’t be that big of a deal. if he goes back to work now, he won’t be able to focus his full attention and that’d be worse, wouldn’t it?

he raps his fingers against keith’s hip, one after the other in a continuous wave. ] But you’re quick. Very efficient. And extremely good at making me feel good. [ he’s bargaining, voice going honey-sweet to help entice keith to play along. ] We can be done here in a matter of minutes.

[ though, is reassuring keith that he’ll be a quick study, with a remarkably fast ending how he should be handling this? blatantly ignoring the sense that he’s insulting himself, shiro then changes tactics, going for the challenge. ]

Unless, of course, you don’t think you can break me down that fast.

why do i suspect it's more likeyl to be about a viargra shitpost

[marmoron]

....

[ keith pauses mid-chew, raising an eyebrow. so shiro's turning this into a challenge now, is he? the gears turn in keith's head and it's almost comical how pavlovian the need to make a point is. keith laughs incredulously, though he's lost sight of it that's at himself or at shiro at this point. ]

Seriously?

[ fuck this eclair, he shoves it in shiro's hand for safekeeping to free up one hand, but just as he's about to just toss the phone onto the far end of the couch, it starts to ring. surprised, keith almost drops the damn thing then and there. half tempted to hit ignore on the call, his thumb hangs over the option, but seeing as the call just might be important..... ]

...Can I hang up on Jacob?

listen. shiro has a serious medical condition. he can't help it that viagra helps manageit.

[earthshine]

[ of course he gets a call. it’s like the coyotes all over again, but worse, because he can’t throw things until the annoyance removes itself. he can’t blatantly ignore work, unless he wants to answer to bigger consequences later. so he sighs and shakes his head, gently plucking the phone from keith’s hand. ]

Here, let me see that.

[ texts are more friendly in nature; those can be put on the backburner for however long. as for a direct call? means it’s likely something urgent or at the very least, work related. thumbs the green answer symbol and sets it on speaker; might as well clue in keith as well, on what shiro suspects will have him leaving here quickly. ]

Hello?

[ and yeah, five seconds in and it definitely seems like he’s going to be on his way out. nothing life shattering, he suppose; it’s not a hostage situation or a shoot out or anything of the like. it’s a vehicle losing control and barreling into a cafe down on sunflower. he just saw jacob at the donut shop and apparently, he’s fresh enough in his mind for jacob to harass him into assisting with the large-scale statement collecting. fun. busy work somehow makes leaving keith even worse. still of course he gives a -- ]

Yeah, okay. Be right over.

[ he ends the call and stuffs the phone back into his pocket before wrapping that arm around keith to hug him close. shiro buries his face right back into his neck and sighs long an’ slow. they could still do it, he supposes. jacob’s floundering with corralling all the witnesses but what’s five, ten more minutes? the thing is… the mood is spoiled for shiro. he’ll be too busy thinking about fucking jacob and him needing his help for shiro to fully enjoy keith’s attentions. so: ]

Gotta go. Duty calls and all that. [ words are mumbled, somewhat grumpy in nature. he smooths this over by pressing a gentle kiss to the underside of keith’s jaw. ] Raincheck?

poor poor shiro....

[marmoron]

[ is it appropriate to sit there listening to jacob's story and be thinking should've hung up the entire time? probably not. putting more selfish thoughts aside though, the accident sounds like it must've spooked a lot of people and it's no wonder shiro had been the go to for reinforcements. calming, steady and reliable, shiro's presence only tends to improve any situation. the thought sits oddly in keith's head like he can't quite place if he's proud or caught up in a weird nostalgia for the ease with which shiro finds himself falling into leadership roles even outside of voltron. even while shiro's haunted by coming out of the astral plane and learning how to be in a living, breathing flesh and blood body again.

but what can keith say? he's not surprised in the slightest. that's the shiro he knows and all. what's newer is how shiro doesn't immediately spring into action, but rounds his shoulders and tucks himself under keith's chin. warming on a missed beat, keith winds both arms around his boy's back to hold him nice and tight, kissing the top of his head. it's probably less a willingness to be vulnerable and needy and more an expression of disappointment on shiro's part, but keith wants to treasure it all the same. ]

Yeah, of course. [ one more smooch for good measure! ] Whenever.

[ a beat of silence, then with one last squeeze, he reluctantly slides off shiro's lap.
in lighter tones, he adds: ]

Turn off your phone next time.

existence is pain.

[earthshine]

[ whenever, he says. whenever, ha! if only it were that easy. for one reason or another, they attract… obstacles. many ridiculous and downright annoying obstacles and shiro is starting to lose confidence in this universe being kind. ah, well, pouting over it certainly won’t improve anything. so he gets to his feet and manages a smile that’s faint in its playfulness. ]

Yes, sir.

[ and then it’s all about making his way to the door. he drops off the half eaten eclair with the others on the walk by, gaze briefly snagging on the pool toy box before he returns his attention to where he’s going. unlocks the door and pulls it open with a barely repressed sigh. ]

I’ll see you tonight. [ he half turns then, looking back to keith, who still looks every bit as good as he did when shiro first walked in. those legs… -- shiro gives himself a mental shake and after an obvious moment to collect himself, broadens his smile. he nods toward the box. ] Send me a picture of you sitting on the eggplant float if you get a chance.

[ but he doesn’t wait for an answer, half afraid keith will retaliate. instead, he steps out, calling a: ] Love you. Bye babe. [ -- and then he’s gone. ]