[ oh. oh so they're definitively back to throwing things at each other, huh? keith laughs, managing to dodge the volley of pants and shorts with a well timed hop to the side, but stiletto heels being what they are, keith wobbles on the landing and twists around with another hop to keep himself from losing his balance completely.
too bad this means both socks hit him smack dab on the ass cheeks before bouncing off harmlessly. feeling sheepish once again, keith clears his throat, keith entertains the thought of tossing shiro's socks right back at him until he realizes that would entail bending over. faltering visibly, keith awkwardly swings himself back around to face shiro head on and tries not to look down at himself. ]
Because it's the best color. And it looks good on me.
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too bad this means both socks hit him smack dab on the ass cheeks before bouncing off harmlessly. feeling sheepish once again, keith clears his throat, keith entertains the thought of tossing shiro's socks right back at him until he realizes that would entail bending over. faltering visibly, keith awkwardly swings himself back around to face shiro head on and tries not to look down at himself. ]
Because it's the best color. And it looks good on me.
[ ... wait. his brow pinches. ]
Uh... not this though.