[ Shiro might feel it's his own fault that Keith's flustered frustration is stirred up, but Keith can at least accept it's all just his own doing. He'd spent too long believing he wasn't enough for Shiro, the flecks of denial haven't completely washed away. He knows full well Shiro loves him. The kiss is inspiration enough to spark the question, knowing how much comfort Shiro brought him. He just needs something to ground him, something Shiro had always excelled at.
When he starts to move to climb on Shiro, his feet catch on his pants gathered at his ankles, and a laugh rumbles his already uneasy breath. ]
Hold on... [ he mutters breathlessly, toeing both shoes off to free the tension. Now in just his socks and shirt, he swings his legs over Shiro and pulls himself into his boyfriend's lap. His shoulder presses into Shiro as he wraps his arm around his back and his head settles in the crook of Shiro's neck. As he reaches out to take Shiro's left hand and bring it back to his core, he speaks: ] ...Just help me relax... [ Even just being closer to Shiro like this now is helping. ]
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When he starts to move to climb on Shiro, his feet catch on his pants gathered at his ankles, and a laugh rumbles his already uneasy breath. ]
Hold on... [ he mutters breathlessly, toeing both shoes off to free the tension. Now in just his socks and shirt, he swings his legs over Shiro and pulls himself into his boyfriend's lap. His shoulder presses into Shiro as he wraps his arm around his back and his head settles in the crook of Shiro's neck. As he reaches out to take Shiro's left hand and bring it back to his core, he speaks: ] ...Just help me relax... [ Even just being closer to Shiro like this now is helping. ]