The pause nearly ends him. After everything that he has been through, that's going to be the death of him, the quiet in this enclosed space, watching Keith's face without knowing what to expect, what he's going to say. And then Keith speaks and a cool wash of hope and relief slams through Shiro, like a rush of cool water.
He's still going to have a talk with Lance after this.
But right now the only thing that matters is Keith. Shiro steps closer, hand reaching up to brush some of that dark hair back from his eyes, fingertips following along the scar of his cheek. "Then we're wasting our minutes..." Shiro murmurs, voice soft before he closes the last bit of distance and finds Keith's lips with his own. It's a soft, light touch, all sweetness and affection. For the moment. There's an undeniable current of desire and need below it though.
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Date: 2019-01-22 03:43 am (UTC)He's still going to have a talk with Lance after this.
But right now the only thing that matters is Keith. Shiro steps closer, hand reaching up to brush some of that dark hair back from his eyes, fingertips following along the scar of his cheek. "Then we're wasting our minutes..." Shiro murmurs, voice soft before he closes the last bit of distance and finds Keith's lips with his own. It's a soft, light touch, all sweetness and affection. For the moment. There's an undeniable current of desire and need below it though.