[ in hindsight, yeah i guess so was probably not the most reassuring of responses that keith could have given, but the thought stagnates while he listlessly watches the flames turn the logs into ash. the mood he's in isn't helping anyone -- not shiro and certainly not himself, but despite the lead weight of his limbs, his mind is stuck on a rumination loop of feeling useless... and strangely enough? alone.
a lot of keith's life has been spent feeling that, really. after his dad died and after shiro left for kerberos were the two loneliest periods he remembers, and while this twinge in his soul doesn't come anywhere close, it's still shocking to be caught up in even an echo of those feelings. after all, being with shiro isn't supposed to be lonely.
guilt piling on fast, keith shifts his focus towards his best friend only to quickly look back to the fire when he realizes shiro is starting to strip out of his boxers.
right.
after all that, they're supposed to be huddling for warmth together. keith hasn't forgotten that exactly, but the logistics of that plan of action had lost all emotional timbre.
goes to show what getting an eyeful of bare skin can do, huh? with heat rushing to color his cheeks, keith tries to politely keep his eyes averted as he rolls onto his back to free up half the blanket for shiro to crawl under. keith could leave it at that and let shiro take his cue without another word, but it wouldn't be quite right. shiro, of all people, deserves better than this. ]
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a lot of keith's life has been spent feeling that, really. after his dad died and after shiro left for kerberos were the two loneliest periods he remembers, and while this twinge in his soul doesn't come anywhere close, it's still shocking to be caught up in even an echo of those feelings. after all, being with shiro isn't supposed to be lonely.
guilt piling on fast, keith shifts his focus towards his best friend only to quickly look back to the fire when he realizes shiro is starting to strip out of his boxers.
right.
after all that, they're supposed to be huddling for warmth together. keith hasn't forgotten that exactly, but the logistics of that plan of action had lost all emotional timbre.
goes to show what getting an eyeful of bare skin can do, huh? with heat rushing to color his cheeks, keith tries to politely keep his eyes averted as he rolls onto his back to free up half the blanket for shiro to crawl under. keith could leave it at that and let shiro take his cue without another word, but it wouldn't be quite right. shiro, of all people, deserves better than this. ]
You know I'll always make room for you.