[ … shiro is an idiot. he really should have been recording keith this whole time. why’d he leave his phone at the apartment? just -- the sweet chirp and the waddling and the tiny flipper in his hand. is it weird to think his boyfriend is absolutely precious as a penguin? he bites the corner of his lip to keep himself from laughing, although it does nothing to keep the wide, very wide smile at bay. gripping keith’s flipper and rubbing his thumb over the end of it for three, four passes and then he huffs an amused sound. ]

Well you did good. I’ve never seen one like it.

[ which is true, but considering he’s never put a lot of stock in geology, that’s not saying much. nonetheless, keith seems particularly proud of this rock, so of course shiro is going to lay on thick his support and interest. ]

Where do you think I should keep it? It’s far too nice to stuff in a drawer.