Keith’s nose wrinkles. “It’s kinda hard not to think that way, though.” He looks away. Then back to Shiro’s eyes. “Hey. Hey, Shiro.”
“Yes?” Shiro strokes Keith’s cheeks. Even his prosthetic, with all its flat metallic surfaces, feels calming.
Keith’s mouth twitches. “We don’t have to- to- do anything or decide anything but I just.” Keith bites his lip. Instead of saying it out loud, he gets on his tip-toes and leans closer.
“Oh,” says Shiro. Pleased, low.
“Shush,” says Keith and then their lips meet, complete with all the fireworks and racing hearts and clammy palms Keith has come to expect with crushes and love and like.
My spite won out and I ended up putting color on this drawing
To be honest, this isn’t the way I normally color things ｢(ﾟﾍﾟ)??? So it was kind of an experiment.;;;;;;; I think I like the original drawing better lol OTL
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