[ he’s -- clapping? why is he clapping? initially, it does the exact opposite of comforting shiro; it only has his embarrassment spiking. but his surprise toward the reaction mellows and now with keith’s cheek nestled to his chest again as the clapping putters out, shiro breathes easier. a smile comes next and then a soft laugh. amazing? must be the alcohol talking. decent is a far better assessment, but he supposes he’ll settle for good, but only good; get rid of that so.
it’s a ridiculous question from a ridiculous boy and fortunately or unfortunately -- shiro can’t decide -- shiro doesn’t have to explain by divulging his frequent vocal practices in the shower. instead, keith goes right on talking and drags shiro’s curiosity in another direction. a bit of his apprehension as well.
hand having fallen away from keith when he twisted, shiro keeps it away and on the blanket to the side. touch completely removed at this point, the only thing shiro does do is tuck his chin and return his gaze to keith there on his chest, hesitance filling his words. ]
Inspired to do… what?
[ he’s hoping it has something to do with resting?? ]
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it’s a ridiculous question from a ridiculous boy and fortunately or unfortunately -- shiro can’t decide -- shiro doesn’t have to explain by divulging his frequent vocal practices in the shower. instead, keith goes right on talking and drags shiro’s curiosity in another direction. a bit of his apprehension as well.
hand having fallen away from keith when he twisted, shiro keeps it away and on the blanket to the side. touch completely removed at this point, the only thing shiro does do is tuck his chin and return his gaze to keith there on his chest, hesitance filling his words. ]
Inspired to do… what?
[ he’s hoping it has something to do with resting?? ]