[ he tries not to feel too bad when keith mentions shiro — again. he knows they're close. and he knows keith is trying. but he also can't help but feel like keith can't seem to separate him from other people in his life as something... maybe not more, not yet, but surely something different.
isn't he? ]
You can do something though, [ he murmurs, slumping back in his seat. he doesn't look at keith, though, for some reason unable to meet his eyes. maybe because he doesn't really want to.
he just staring at his empty plate and trying to ignore the buzz in the back of his head that insists he's still hungry. ]
no subject
isn't he? ]
You can do something though, [ he murmurs, slumping back in his seat. he doesn't look at keith, though, for some reason unable to meet his eyes. maybe because he doesn't really want to.
he just staring at his empty plate and trying to ignore the buzz in the back of his head that insists he's still hungry. ]
You can just — be here for me. Me.