#galraan

“... You’re being affectionate. What’s the occasion?”

    There was no resistance, not in his exhausted state. It was almost like pushing a little one over. Except this one fell with no attempt of catching himself at all and laid in a heap on the floor. The only thing Thace did in retaliation was grumble lowly, but aside from that? The floor was comfortable.

“Sendak? What are you doing?”

thace voice: fuck you antok

hONEY HE DOESN’t EVEN HAVE A NAME YET

Shiro lets out a long sigh, one that was probably supposed to turn into a chuckle halfway through, and smiles anyway. “Sad. That’s a word.” He probably hasn’t felt something as uncomplicated as sad in years. “At least I’m not as tired as I used to be. I got a few straight deca-phoebs of rest. That’s gotta count for something, right?” And he’s lying about that, too, and the smile doesn’t quite reach his eyes, still, and he’s trying, just as much as he ever has--but does it matter, when people like Keith still see through the facade so effortlessly?

Yet here Keith was, curling up at his side and gently holding Hunk’s cheek and kissing him!