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[ if anyone is keeping track, shiro is out on the sidewalk now, speed walking his way to the nearby cvs. ]

Do you think it’s even possible for you to be louder than that?
You nearly blew out your lungs.

[ answering a question with a question, how annoying. ]

[ and cue keith seizing an opening. ]

who said anything about ME being louder?
clearly it's YOU we have to work on since you still have a voice

[ dhrihfelf
walked right into that one. huff. ]

But I don’t sound anywhere near as good as you do.
No one wants to hear me.

[ shiro, none of the neighbors want to hear anyone.
… except that creep who made a recording.
…… which shiro still needs to track down at some point today.
……… and break something. ]

but I want to hear you
maybe i'd like it if you yelled how good i feel for the world
🥺 ???

[ and clearly, that overrides the wills of every other person in their apartment complex. keith's logic is bulletproof. ]

[ ftr, two blocks to go now.
… except he slows to a stop. has he not done that? he realizes he’s not quite as vocal as keith is but… has he been holding back too much and disappointing keith?
he frowns. ]

I can be more vocal in bed.
You always feel amazing, baby. No matter what we’re doing.

[ what happened to them not wanting their neighbors to listen in on them??? ]

[ and now the abrupt tone flip. ]

Not that you won’t have to work for it.
You’ll still have to fuck me into seeing stars if you want me to yell.

[ resumes walking! ]

[ again, shiro can't see but the teasing edge of keith's smirk softens. ]

alright, challenge accepted.
i'll even let you actually get some sleep between rounds
i'm feeling generous.

[ generous, generously sore -- same difference? ]

i still don't like that someone made a recording though

[ wow. shiro feels called out. ]

I let you sleep!
Power naps. They still count.

[ it’s not shiro’s fault that keith started getting rowdy in his dreams. what was shiro supposed to do? ignore him? ]

And don’t worry about that. I’m going to handle it after I get you your lozenges and lotion.

uh huh
then why do i feel like i haven't slept properly in a week?

[ could it possibly be because neither of them have slept properly in a week? could it truly be so simple... ]

and wait.
you're just gonna drop this stuff off and then leave again?

You don’t want me to?
It’d give you time to catch up on your much needed sleep.

[ one block to go. ]

[ on the one hand ... yeah, keith wants whoever made that recording to stop having a copy of the audio file and recording equipment immediately. on the other hand, after a week of practically being glued at the hip, it's uncomfortable to be alone.

it's like shiro withdrawal, but that's ridiculous, right?

right.

he deflates a little, pouting from behind the screen. ]

i guess....
you're not gonna spend your whole day off taking care of that though, right?

[ shiro’s currently trying to not get hit by a car as he jay-runs across the street to the cvs, so it’s a minute or two until shiro checks his phone. he does so after the door chimes and he’s ducked into one of the first aisles.

the ellipsis is a huge red flag.

nothing alarming, of course, but the fact that keith takes the time to type each dot out, means some part of keith wants shiro to feel the reluctance. shiro quirks a smile and finds himself laughing beneath his breath, typing quick: ]

No.
I’m spending the whole day taking care of you.
This errand and the recording are only small portions of that. The rest I’ll be at your disposal.
However you want.

[ by the time shiro responds, keith has finally wriggled back out from under the covers. ]

ok
i realize it's pretty stupid to ask you to hold me while i sleep because i won't exactly be thrilling company or anything and you could be doing other things

[ he's asking anyway? ]

i just sleep better when you're there
so you know.

[ and after a ten second delay: ]

and i think after feeling so melded to you?
it feels weird being alone

[ shiro’s phone keeps pinging in his pocket. it’s difficult not to stop right there in the aisle ( again ) and fire off some texts, but he’s determined to get to the lozenges before he checks. if he doesn’t set tiny goals like this for himself, he’ll end up spending an hour at cvs, texting.

lozenges plucked off the shelf, shiro then checks his phone. ]

You think I’d say no to that?
Of course I’ll hold you while you sleep.
No convincing required.

[ he smiles to himself. keith isn’t the only one who feels a little off not having a certain someone within holding distance.

… besides: ]

And you’re plenty thrilling when you’re sleeping.
Specifically when you’re dreaming about me.
😉

[ ...ah, good thing shiro isn't actually present to witness the flush blooming across keith's face. he doesn't hide back under the covers this time, if only because as ridiculous as the dream had been, there's an aspect of it that keith genuinely doesn't know how to feel about.

or well, he doesn't now that his head isn't as fogged up with venom. but with shiro in high spirits, why would he ever bring up the rows upon rows of sleeping clones at the facility? especially when it doesn't seem likely that any of them would survive. ]

heh.
i was actually really excited you were the mothman y'know
then SOMEONE had to go and make it all raunchy

[ down another aisle now. deodorant: keith smells perfect. anti wrinkle cream: keith looks perfect. sunscreen: keith is perfectly content in their bed. ah, yes, here. lotion.

… uh. so what kind of lotion does keith want to have slathered on his dick and bum? ]

It’s pretty obvious you were ‘really excited.’
I must’ve looked good as mothman.

[ and wasn’t there something about raining and umbrellas with shiros attached? don’t mind this large dorito man as he snickers in front of the rows of lotion. ]

of course i was excited you were the mothman
the mothman is my favorite cryptid

[ it's kind of like combining your two favorite things into one and finding out the combination is just as amazing as they are individually. but there is a pinch of awareness sinking in that it is probably super nerdy to have a favorite cryptid so, ahem. ]

but you look good in a lot of things

[ a lot is lost in text, often leading to misinterpretations and misunderstandings. shiro distinctly remembers a long ago text about an eclair that went somewhere else entirely. but here, shiro doesn’t mind that keith has seemingly missed the tease. ]

Thanks baby.
It makes me feel good to know you think that.

[ btw, he’ll be going with a bottle of aloe vera gel and this. seems appropriate.

starts heading toward the front of the cvs, tapping out with one hand: ]

I’m about to check-out and then I’ll be home to make you feel good too.

[ it's... fuck. it's weird. the past couple of days have passed in a haze of tenderness and utter filth, and you'd think that with his body chafed and sore that he would be satiated. to a degree he is, but that familiar uptick of fondness comes with a lil jerk of his anticipatory twitch of his cock.

kind of embarrassing, really. keith doesn't bother palming himself because trial and error has taught him it's sore to touch, but ... soon. maybe. ]

good. you should always feel good about yourself.
and ok
you'll massage my back and thighs, when you're done investigating, yeah?

[ it takes shiro a few minutes to get back to keith. why? because there is no line. shiro rounds out of the aisle and locks eyes with the cashier standing at the check-out, seemingly waiting for him. delighted at the prospect of getting home to keith that much faster, shiro is all smiles as he sets his three items down on the counter, already thumbing through his device to pull up his gembanking information. the buzz of one, two, three incoming texts is a distraction, one that is immensely difficult to resist. but – he doesn’t want to be one of those people, who fiddle with their phones and keep a worker waiting. so he swipes the notifs away and finishes accessing his account to get the scannable qr code.

he runs the scan right off the bat:

gembanking
account: takashi shirogane ]

Mr. 51, right?

[ shiro blinks and looks up from his phone. ]

What?

[ the cashier – Jericho by his nametag – scans the lozenges, barely taking his eyes off shiro as he does so. ]

Emerald District. Apartment 51. The loud one.

[ … oh shit. ] Uh… [ the aloe vera is scanned next, the beep of the machine jogging shiro’s brain and leading him into a quick shake of his head, as well as a perplexed frown. ] I’m sorry… but who are you?

[ now that shiro is looking, he does have a faint sense of familiarity. he’s seen him before…? for some reason, shiro is thinking… mailboxes…?

– oh fuck. is this one of his neighbors? ]

Jericho. Guess I didn’t make an impression before. [ that easy grin doesn’t budge though; if anything, it becomes slyer for that final scan of the ball balm. he drops it in the bag and upon finalizing the checkout, then leans on the counter, arms folded and ass stuck out.

okay. this is… going somewhere. ]

If you give me a chance, I promise I’ll make a big impression that lasts and lasts…

[ yup. definitely went somewhere. predictably, shiro is unprepared for a show of blatant interest. so without further ado, a scandalized flush dusts shiro’s cheeks and reddens the worst at his ears, mouth working for one, two flops before managing a firm: ]

I have a boyfriend.

[ without skipping a beat: ] So? Sounded like you have enough stamina for two.

I –

[ and that gaze drops down to shiro’s crotch. ] Heard how huge your dic–

I have a boyfriend! [ again firm, but this time it’s an octave higher with a huffy, yet pinkened expression to match. shiro jams his finger onto the scan pad –

gembanking
account: takashi shirogane
> confirm 18.57 ❡ purchase

– and then grabs his bag of items, quickly leaving the cvs. ]

[ so yes, it’s hitting somewhere around five minutes, before shiro opens the text convo, not even reading the previous texts before sending out a rushed: ]

Met a neighbor.
I think I was just propositioned.

[ aaaaanf that lazy, contented feeling of almost arousal? gone. ]

what? WHY
did you tell them to fuck off

[ … maybe telling keith was a bad move.

… too late now.
~~also what do you mean why, keith? have you seen shiro??~~ ]

He heard us.
Told him I have a boyfriend.

Edited (oh oops, i put 3/3 when i meant 1/3 LOL) 2022-04-01 23:16 (UTC)

It didn’t matter to him.
Said I could have two.

He thinks the marathoning sex is normal.

[ shiro's living a lie. ]

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