[ ineffectually going for the pillow, mind you. with the boots still on, keith hasn't actually dared violate the sanctity of shiro's new bed by climbing up, dirty heels and all, just to snatch up the pillow.
which is to say, shiro easily grabs at the thing first, leaving keith wide open for attack. he smiles, mustering up as much innocence as he can. ]
Well yeah? I didn't want you throwing it at me. You expect me to just lie here defenselessly?
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which is to say, shiro easily grabs at the thing first, leaving keith wide open for attack. he smiles, mustering up as much innocence as he can. ]
Well yeah? I didn't want you throwing it at me. You expect me to just lie here defenselessly?
[ oh no, the poetry is contagious. ]