[ this probably isn’t the way a serious conversation should take place. keith high above with feet dangling and shiro here, below an’ straining to put to memory the fondness of keith’s voice an’ the softness of his expression. it’s just… this is a big moment. shiro’s been invested in keith’s accomplishments from the get-go and this feels like one, of course he wants to remember every detail. unfortunately, it’s made difficult given the darkness and made worse by the distance.
suddenly, he wishes keith were closer. he wants to ruffle his hair or grip his shoulder or -- actually, mostly, he just wants to pull him into a hug. tuck him in and squeeze while saying he’s happy for him. that’s he’s proud of him too, not only for finding his mom, but for accepting her back into his life despite the piles of uncertain years. that couldn’t have been easy.
but just as shiro likes tilting the conversation toward keith, keith volleys it back with the spotlight on shiro. oh. so that’s how it’s going to be then. back an’ forth, back an’ forth… it’s almost comical and shiro huffs a laugh. the amusement doesn’t overrule though. the ease of keith’s statement isn’t lost on him and he gentles under the weight of it. you’re the best part of my life. you are. currently? still?
he ducks his head and looks to the trunk in front of him. what is he supposed to do with something like that? every time keith speaks freely about shiro’s importance, shiro has that split second hesitation, half-wanting to downplay himself and gently nudge keith away from any sort of dependence on him. but the other part of him… he thinks he likes it. he certainly likes hearing it here. in fact, he never loses his smile and it keeps as he looks up again. ]
Thanks for letting me be a part of it. [ earnest and sweet in its simplicity, his voice is saturated in gratitude. shiro’s fought more than his fair share of battles and while earning keith’s friendship wasn’t nearly the most difficult, its reward has paid out tenfold. so maybe he shouldn’t fault keith for putting so much emphasis on shiro’s significance in his life, because if the focus is reversed, shiro isn’t certain he can argue against feeling the same. before, maybe, when duty to the cause and his role as a paladin took centerstage. but that was a different life. this life is a chance at something else, he supposes, and when it comes down to it, keith is the best part of his every day here.
even if -- ]
You’ve sure made mine interesting. [ -- and he gives a pointed stare at the hoverbike acting as a tree ornament. ]
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suddenly, he wishes keith were closer. he wants to ruffle his hair or grip his shoulder or -- actually, mostly, he just wants to pull him into a hug. tuck him in and squeeze while saying he’s happy for him. that’s he’s proud of him too, not only for finding his mom, but for accepting her back into his life despite the piles of uncertain years. that couldn’t have been easy.
but just as shiro likes tilting the conversation toward keith, keith volleys it back with the spotlight on shiro. oh. so that’s how it’s going to be then. back an’ forth, back an’ forth… it’s almost comical and shiro huffs a laugh. the amusement doesn’t overrule though. the ease of keith’s statement isn’t lost on him and he gentles under the weight of it. you’re the best part of my life. you are. currently? still?
he ducks his head and looks to the trunk in front of him. what is he supposed to do with something like that? every time keith speaks freely about shiro’s importance, shiro has that split second hesitation, half-wanting to downplay himself and gently nudge keith away from any sort of dependence on him. but the other part of him… he thinks he likes it. he certainly likes hearing it here. in fact, he never loses his smile and it keeps as he looks up again. ]
Thanks for letting me be a part of it. [ earnest and sweet in its simplicity, his voice is saturated in gratitude. shiro’s fought more than his fair share of battles and while earning keith’s friendship wasn’t nearly the most difficult, its reward has paid out tenfold. so maybe he shouldn’t fault keith for putting so much emphasis on shiro’s significance in his life, because if the focus is reversed, shiro isn’t certain he can argue against feeling the same. before, maybe, when duty to the cause and his role as a paladin took centerstage. but that was a different life. this life is a chance at something else, he supposes, and when it comes down to it, keith is the best part of his every day here.
even if -- ]
You’ve sure made mine interesting. [ -- and he gives a pointed stare at the hoverbike acting as a tree ornament. ]