[ It wouldn't be the first time Keith has caught himself praying that Shiro can't actually feel the way his heart is pounding. It's stupidly loud in his own ears, and of course of all the times he'd be stuck in a small space with good acoustics, this really had to be it, huh? At least he isn't facing the mirror and can't see how he's practically melting over just the simplest touch of Shiro's lips to his hand.
Or glove, more accurately. Maybe he should never wear those again. The petulant thought hits Keith in a funny spot when compounded with the way his entire being feels so airy and light. Keith doesn't dare look away from Shiro's gaze, but he discreetly taps his boot on the ground just to make sure he isn't literally floating. Amethyst problems, you know? ]
I ... [ His voice comes out shaky, a little awed. Shiro's always been amazing -- radiant, even, but also always teetering just out of reach. All this time chasing after Shiro for one reason or another, trying to keep him safe, to keep him protected, to bring him back home ... is that where all of this was leading? ]
Of course I want that.
[ It doesn't take much thought to give that answer. One kiss and now he wants to be kissed everywhere else. He leans up onto the tips of his toes, on the verge of a nervous laugh. Shiro's lips are right there -- so... should he? What does he even know about kissing anyway.... ]
excuse you keith has never stripped and given a crowd wood
Or glove, more accurately. Maybe he should never wear those again. The petulant thought hits Keith in a funny spot when compounded with the way his entire being feels so airy and light. Keith doesn't dare look away from Shiro's gaze, but he discreetly taps his boot on the ground just to make sure he isn't literally floating. Amethyst problems, you know? ]
I ... [ His voice comes out shaky, a little awed. Shiro's always been amazing -- radiant, even, but also always teetering just out of reach. All this time chasing after Shiro for one reason or another, trying to keep him safe, to keep him protected, to bring him back home ... is that where all of this was leading? ]
Of course I want that.
[ It doesn't take much thought to give that answer. One kiss and now he wants to be kissed everywhere else. He leans up onto the tips of his toes, on the verge of a nervous laugh. Shiro's lips are right there -- so... should he? What does he even know about kissing anyway.... ]