[ why wouldn’t he listen? jamieson hadn’t given off any creep vibes; surely he would’ve taken a rejection with as much grace as anyone can in that kind of situation. though, on second thought, he did go to kick keith, which in itself is a red flag. so maybe keith has a point? unconvinced, yet unwilling to fight keith on that particular point, shiro merely frowns as keith turns away. picking up the dropped pile of mail, shiro stands up and…
wow, that’s kind of adorable.
keith’s only managed to put about two feet between them when shiro glances to him again. each waddle of his feet have his little, pointed tail-feathers swishing side to side and shiro just barely keeps himself from laughing. least to say, he’s in no rush to pass keith and so, he measures out each step, adopting a very slow, very indulgent pace behind him.
he drops the mail off on the counter as he passes, shaking his head at that last comment that pops into it. ]
I think you’ve abused your beak enough as is. [ he really ought to look at it; he doesn’t quite buy keith’s brush off for his earlier concern. ] Would you really want your mouth anywhere near that?
everything is as it should be.
wow, that’s kind of adorable.
keith’s only managed to put about two feet between them when shiro glances to him again. each waddle of his feet have his little, pointed tail-feathers swishing side to side and shiro just barely keeps himself from laughing. least to say, he’s in no rush to pass keith and so, he measures out each step, adopting a very slow, very indulgent pace behind him.
he drops the mail off on the counter as he passes, shaking his head at that last comment that pops into it. ]
I think you’ve abused your beak enough as is. [ he really ought to look at it; he doesn’t quite buy keith’s brush off for his earlier concern. ] Would you really want your mouth anywhere near that?