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I see that.

[Sorry, pup, it wouldn't be his first choice either. Shadow gets a fond little pat, Shiro burying his hand in her ruff as she wolfs (ha) down the bugs he'd shelled out for her, and once it seems like she's satisfied he leaves her be. Between one heartbeat and the next she poofs outside, apparently enjoying the storm.

He watches her a moment as she cavorts out in the field, and then exhales. It's still beautiful, the weather inclement and wild, but he feels trapped. He doesn't want to start resenting the beauty.

He leans on the countertop next to Keith and opens his mouth, absolutely expecting him to offer out a spoonful of grainy mush.]

[Keith watches her outside, sort of chewing this bite over a bit. He doesn't think anything when Shiro comes to lean in close but... He blinks almost owlishly at Shiro waiting with his mouth open.]

What?

[keith pls.

Shiro does not even bother closing his mouth or actually articulating what he wants. He just raises his eyebrows. Looks at the food. Looks back at Keith. Come on, pal, you can figure this out.]

[Wait is that a couples thing? It must be a couples thing. Keith's expression flattens a bit and he just. Raises the fork up to his mouth.

That's what he wanted right? Please let that be it, Keith is really bad at nonverbal cues.]

[Well it's either that or the weirdest way in the universe to insinuate he wants to suck your dick, sooOOooooOoo...

But yes, that is correct. Shiro leans in and licks the fork clean in a way that is perhaps not entirely innocent. Chews, swallows, and then kisses Keith on the cheek.]

Thanks.

[He knows this is Hard for you.]

[It's a good thing he did put a shirt on because his whole face goes red down his neck and under the top of his suit. That was lewd and even as Shiro's thanking him, he can't stop watching his mouth.

Shit.

He carefully forks another bite and munches it, the bite after that offering it to Shiro again.]

[Okay, all his recent reservations about eating have definitely fallen by the wayside in the wake of turning it into something of a game. He's kind of enjoying this.]

You could look a little less scandalized.

[Keith doesn't enjoy being teased, and Shiro's always hyper-conscious of things that make him uncomfortable. He's gentle enough about saying it.]

Uh.

[Hhas to clear his throat before he gets more than one syllable out. He's glad now that he put on pants, his sudden problem is less obvious.]

Not-- Not scandalized.

[His face is still so red though.]

[Shiro's smile softens. He doesn't want Keith feeling self-conscious, so he'll leave it at that stubborn denial and not push the issue. It's obvious he's riled.]

Once my leg's a bit more healed up, I want to explore the grounds. Maybe there's something here-- like a shuttle or a speeder.

[Haggar didn't care how damaged the clone got. She pushed it well past the point of Shiro's human limits. He got off easy, but that was all Keith. The rest-- well, it'll heal. But he doesn't want to push himself.

(Doesn't need to. For the first time in years, he doesn't need to.)]

[That took a different turn than he expected in this conversation. His face is still blushed pink, but he nods.]

I can't imagine they wouldn't have something like that for bot repairs.

[And he's sure Honerva would have wanted to gather things to study herself en mass. But the thought of Shiro's leg crosses his mind and he feels only a little gross about thinking lewd things. He shifts a little, clearing his throat again trying to not show off his arousal right here.]

We'll find something to use. In the meantime... [He reaches for Shiro with his free hand, pulling him down for a quick kiss, letting it linger only if Shiro wants it to go further.]

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[Keith you are confusing the hell out of him. Shiro just-- raises his eyebrows at the kiss but makes no move to pull away. He lifts a hand to cup Keith's cheek, gentling it, and punctuates the kiss with another smaller one to the corner of his mouth.]

Sorry. I wasn't trying to tease you.

You weren't teasing. Trust me.

[He takes a deep breath, nosing against his cheek and sets the plate of food down.]

Was trying not to be too obvious? That uh. That looked... really good, watching you do that.

[Being direct and clear is one thing. Being direct and clear about how fucking hot that got him under the collar is something else.]

Oh.

[Well. Okay. That gives him some context, and Shiro leans back against the counter. To his credit, he doesn't look down.]

Okay. So that'd be something you'd like?

[Since Keith has been Maddeningly Vague about what he might enjoy, outside of what he can do for Shiro.]

Watching your mouth? Yes.

[To the point.]

[Shiro just... Looks at him. Then, without missing a beat:]

Watching me suck you off, you mean.

Iiiii mean watching you do whatever you want. With your mouth.

Keith.

[But, in a roundabout manner of acquiescence, he catches Keith's hand in his and lifts it to his mouth, kissing his knuckles.]

When was the last time anyone did anything nice for you? Just because? -- Earlier today doesn't count.

I--

[He starts to say those times aliens have hosted and fed us, but somehow he doesn't think being thanked as a Paladin is the answer Shiro's wanting.

He squeezes Shiro's hand a little and really thinks. Everything anyone's done for him since the start of Voltron has been as thanks because they're voltron. Before that, he was in the desert, and before that...]

Long time ago, there uh. There was this one guy I knew. Really stuck his neck out to help me.

[His brow furrows, and he reaches up to thumb at the edge of that burn on Keith's face. It's healing, but there will always be a scar. He has a similar one on his thigh, where the clone had to cauterize a wound. It's not a pretty reminder.]

I bet he knew it'd be worth it.

Bet he did too.

[He follows, hand over Shiro's to his cheek.]

Introduced me to a couple other people that were okay too. Auntie and Aisha...

Keith.

[It's soft, but the implication there is please stop. The last thing he needs is Keith extolling his virtues when the whole point of the question was... not that.

It makes him painfully aware, again, at the differences in their life experience. And it makes him question doing this. Being here. Having that power over Keith, being the only one who ever really treated him with kindness--

Of course he'd be in love.

He leans in and gently kisses his forehead.]

I've always wanted the world for you.

[All Shiro has to do is say his name with that tone. For a moment, his expression flashes - messed up, I shouldn't have said anything at all - but then Shiro leans in to kiss his forehead.

It's such a soft thing to do. Keith feels something tug at his chest that it comes after they'd been having a completely different kind of conversation. It's his own fault, really, not knowing the right things to say. His response is quiet, more withdrawn.]

And... Now we're out here. In the universe, saving it.

Well.

[He looks at their surroundings pointedly, laughs a little. He wants - needs - to lighten the mood. Get that awful look off Keith's face, because at the end of the day none of this is his fault at all.]

Not saving it so much right now.

Maybe not right now but... We were. And we'll keep doing it.

[Despite Zarkon being dead and Lotor being stranded in the quintessence field, he doesn't think they'll be able to just send Voltron away. There are still Galra who hold those principles, who still want to dominate and continue that line. And he wants to be there to help stop more planets from suffering that.]

Mm.

[Having been given the choice, he knows he can't do anything else, now. As much as he might like the idea of retiring, of settling down somewhere--

Doing this has already killed him once. And being brought back the way he was... it feels like he owes the universe whatever's left of this life, too.]

Long as it takes.