[ frankly, "it's fine" does a poor job of reassuring keith of much, but the tightening of shiro's arms around him and further crowding into his space are both far more xonvinxing. at the very least, shiro isn't retreating and with keith's next exhale, the tension leaves his shoulders and he turns just enough to brush shiro's face cheek to cheek. ]
Do you...
[ want to? but the question dies in keith's mouth. does keith really want to talk about toji right now? this time, he flicks just his gaze away to look at the pillow. should he even really be caring about shiro's lovers?
a little hesitantly, keith places his hand ontop of shiro's. the touch is light, experimental and then he lets his hand flop onto the sheets. ]
... never mind. I don't know what I want. I want this.
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Do you...
[ want to? but the question dies in keith's mouth. does keith really want to talk about toji right now? this time, he flicks just his gaze away to look at the pillow. should he even really be caring about shiro's lovers?
a little hesitantly, keith places his hand ontop of shiro's. the touch is light, experimental and then he lets his hand flop onto the sheets. ]
... never mind. I don't know what I want. I want this.