Shiro could rather happily do with more of those small smiles from Keith. In fact, it may be one of his overall goals in life. So far, so good, he supposes. He manages to keep from looking back at Lance again, though he has to swallow back a laugh at Keith's admonition. Lance has already found himself trouble. Trouble and likely a genuine dose of gratitude.
But that trouble will have to wait. Shiro has a different priority right now.
He squeezes Keith's hand before lifting it until he can press a kiss to the back of his knuckles, an incidental little gesture, affection simply because it turns out he can. "My room or yours?"
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Date: 2019-02-05 02:29 am (UTC)But that trouble will have to wait. Shiro has a different priority right now.
He squeezes Keith's hand before lifting it until he can press a kiss to the back of his knuckles, an incidental little gesture, affection simply because it turns out he can. "My room or yours?"