[ keith falls silent as he pushes locks of wet hair out of his eyes with the back of his hand. despite promises to listen, shiro’s disappointment seems pretty inevitable. it wouldn’t be undeserved or anything, but keith doesn’t know if he can deal with a week of pursed lips and disapproving glances from his best friend.
the bit of self deprecating humor that shiro puts out there is ... well, reassuring isn’t the right word for it. grounding, perhaps to know how shiro’s been viewing the situation, even if it still makes keith feel a little incredulous. of course shiro’s opinion matters, why would it not? keith may not always agree with or defer to shiro’s opinion in everything, but he always wants to know what shiro’s thoughts are and always wants to be held in high esteem. being a disappointment to himself is bad enough, being that to shiro after all the chances his best friend gave him to rise above his faults is gut wrenching.
that said? if shiro really doesn’t know what’s been going on, keith would much rather shiro found out from him than anyone else. it’s just... a matter of figuring out how to say it. though, maybe there isn’t actually a need to think about it. not like he deserves to have his actions sugarcoated.
keith allows himself a final look at shiro’s face while it’s unclouded by judgment before sighing and returning his focus to eh drain at the center of the shower. ]
Okay. [ he takes a deep breath, then lets it out slowly. ] After what happened between us, I didn’t want to think about it. But I couldn’t sleep. Couldn’t focus on anything but how to get to the source of the game. Pretty much the one thing that kept me going, you know? [ he pauses, head tipped back to lean on the tiles and takes another deep breath. ]
So. While I was getting my hand fixed up at the clinic, Pam was there. I questioned -- yelled at her. She told me that she got the game from a TikTok account that was called JGriffin -- or something to that effect. Got me raising eyebrows pretty quick. Then IT cracked the source code of the worm game and the name JGriffin came up again. Ren was trying to talk to someone named J Griffin at ADI. Clearly, it was that fucking Drake guy, so I cornered him after work about ths whole thing.
[ here, keith laughs and it’s an ugly bitter noise. ]
He told me the J was for Jackson and I kinda snapped. Broke his fingers.
no i shall not forget
the bit of self deprecating humor that shiro puts out there is ... well, reassuring isn’t the right word for it. grounding, perhaps to know how shiro’s been viewing the situation, even if it still makes keith feel a little incredulous. of course shiro’s opinion matters, why would it not? keith may not always agree with or defer to shiro’s opinion in everything, but he always wants to know what shiro’s thoughts are and always wants to be held in high esteem. being a disappointment to himself is bad enough, being that to shiro after all the chances his best friend gave him to rise above his faults is gut wrenching.
that said? if shiro really doesn’t know what’s been going on, keith would much rather shiro found out from him than anyone else. it’s just... a matter of figuring out how to say it. though, maybe there isn’t actually a need to think about it. not like he deserves to have his actions sugarcoated.
keith allows himself a final look at shiro’s face while it’s unclouded by judgment before sighing and returning his focus to eh drain at the center of the shower. ]
Okay. [ he takes a deep breath, then lets it out slowly. ] After what happened between us, I didn’t want to think about it. But I couldn’t sleep. Couldn’t focus on anything but how to get to the source of the game. Pretty much the one thing that kept me going, you know? [ he pauses, head tipped back to lean on the tiles and takes another deep breath. ]
So. While I was getting my hand fixed up at the clinic, Pam was there. I questioned -- yelled at her. She told me that she got the game from a TikTok account that was called JGriffin -- or something to that effect. Got me raising eyebrows pretty quick. Then IT cracked the source code of the worm game and the name JGriffin came up again. Ren was trying to talk to someone named J Griffin at ADI. Clearly, it was that fucking Drake guy, so I cornered him after work about ths whole thing.
[ here, keith laughs and it’s an ugly bitter noise. ]
He told me the J was for Jackson and I kinda snapped. Broke his fingers.