[ keith pauses to consider that, his own grip loosening but still holding around shiro's neck. happiness is a difficult, weird and fleeting feeling -- one that keith tries not to get attached to if only because it tends to make life harder because it always gets violently ripped out of his life.
still, he'd never thought he looked particularly unhappy either. apathetic, maybe. angry, definitely. but not.... like he hasn't enjoyed life per se? the thought sincerely throws him, trying to think back to his last untarnished happy memory.
but frankly, it's hard to think and he doesn't like the heavy nature of this kind of introspection. ]
listen that's fine. this thread is not.
[ keith pauses to consider that, his own grip loosening but still holding around shiro's neck. happiness is a difficult, weird and fleeting feeling -- one that keith tries not to get attached to if only because it tends to make life harder because it always gets violently ripped out of his life.
still, he'd never thought he looked particularly unhappy either. apathetic, maybe. angry, definitely. but not.... like he hasn't enjoyed life per se? the thought sincerely throws him, trying to think back to his last untarnished happy memory.
but frankly, it's hard to think and he doesn't like the heavy nature of this kind of introspection. ]
I was happy. With you. Back in the day.