[ it'd be an outright lie to say that keith is surprised by the reciprocation. different realities or not, there'd been so much overlap in their shared history that it'd been easy to slip into the mindset that they know each other inside and out all the same. the fact is, it really shouldn't have been easy at all.
his shiro has a head of snow-white hair and a missing right arm. his shiro occasionally stares off into space with a despondent look on his face. his shiro would rather be in pidge's company than in his.
this shiro isn't like that at all. he's from an earlier point in keith's life, and maybe hopefully will go on to have a much kinder future than the one his own shiro got. their relationship in porn prison has been heavily influenced by ridiculous circumstances, but through it all keith's never truly doubted that this shiro cares. love may have been a little bit of wishful thinking, but that was always there, imperceptibly woven into the fabric of their friendship.
because nothing else would make sense of the way they hold each other at night with soft eyes and even softer kisses.
so even if keith can't say he's wholly surprised by hearing those words echoed back at him, he's throughly, completely thrown off guard and winded by the sheer depth of shiro's feelings. the one and only time they'd ever brought up how they felt about each other before had ended with shiro reminding keith of the shiro waiting back in his reality.
the outpouring of honesty lands like a punch to the gut as keith finally, finally understands that it's not just him who has difficulty saying what he wants. it's his best friend and boyfriend, too.
heart aching as he looks down to hold shiro's gaze, keith can't help being a little overwhelmed. he's always wanted the best for shiro, for shiro to be safe and happy and now....? there's a real weight on his back, huh? despite realities and obligations keeping them apart, shiro wants -- no, needs him to find a way to make things work so they can be with each other.
it doesn't matter that keith has no fucking clue how this might be accomplished. hell, it doesn't matter that this might even be impossible. he's brought his shiro back from beyond before ... this, in comparison, has to be doable. has to be because he can't bear the thought of the hope being extinguished from this boy's eyes. ]
I'll find a way.
[ promises like that shouldn't be made when there's no guarantee, but it doesn't matter. keith means every syllable. ]
I promise. As long as it takes, I'll find a way.
[ holding shiro's face in his, keith holds eye contact making sure shiro can see and hear his conviction before leaning down to press their lips together. ]
I love you. And I'll never give up on you.
[ promise sealed with a kiss, keith deepens the kiss with a swipe of his tongue to taste his gorgeous boy. slowly, his hands start coming down, fingers happily splaying in the mess of their combined cum on shiro's chest and dragging it down to his abs and smearing it furhter oto shiro's pants. ...well, his dad's pants. there's a weird joke to be made in that, maybe, considering shiro's latest pet name, but keith spares only a beat to huff before starting to tug the waistband to strip him down further. ]
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his shiro has a head of snow-white hair and a missing right arm. his shiro occasionally stares off into space with a despondent look on his face. his shiro would rather be in pidge's company than in his.
this shiro isn't like that at all. he's from an earlier point in keith's life, and maybe hopefully will go on to have a much kinder future than the one his own shiro got. their relationship in porn prison has been heavily influenced by ridiculous circumstances, but through it all keith's never truly doubted that this shiro cares. love may have been a little bit of wishful thinking, but that was always there, imperceptibly woven into the fabric of their friendship.
because nothing else would make sense of the way they hold each other at night with soft eyes and even softer kisses.
so even if keith can't say he's wholly surprised by hearing those words echoed back at him, he's throughly, completely thrown off guard and winded by the sheer depth of shiro's feelings. the one and only time they'd ever brought up how they felt about each other before had ended with shiro reminding keith of the shiro waiting back in his reality.
the outpouring of honesty lands like a punch to the gut as keith finally, finally understands that it's not just him who has difficulty saying what he wants. it's his best friend and boyfriend, too.
heart aching as he looks down to hold shiro's gaze, keith can't help being a little overwhelmed. he's always wanted the best for shiro, for shiro to be safe and happy and now....? there's a real weight on his back, huh? despite realities and obligations keeping them apart, shiro wants -- no, needs him to find a way to make things work so they can be with each other.
it doesn't matter that keith has no fucking clue how this might be accomplished. hell, it doesn't matter that this might even be impossible. he's brought his shiro back from beyond before ... this, in comparison, has to be doable. has to be because he can't bear the thought of the hope being extinguished from this boy's eyes. ]
I'll find a way.
[ promises like that shouldn't be made when there's no guarantee, but it doesn't matter. keith means every syllable. ]
I promise. As long as it takes, I'll find a way.
[ holding shiro's face in his, keith holds eye contact making sure shiro can see and hear his conviction before leaning down to press their lips together. ]
I love you. And I'll never give up on you.
[ promise sealed with a kiss, keith deepens the kiss with a swipe of his tongue to taste his gorgeous boy. slowly, his hands start coming down, fingers happily splaying in the mess of their combined cum on shiro's chest and dragging it down to his abs and smearing it furhter oto shiro's pants. ...well, his dad's pants. there's a weird joke to be made in that, maybe, considering shiro's latest pet name, but keith spares only a beat to huff before starting to tug the waistband to strip him down further. ]