#umbraform

❛   I don’t think we’re going to win.   We’re kids, Shiro.   We’re suppose to be freaking out over pimples and panicking about exams.   Not wars and aliens.   ❜

& HOW TO WIN JUNO’S HEART.

KISS THE BOY | 4/?

Keith being Keith took his training VERY SERIOUSLY, so seriously in fact that he’d get distracted enough to skip meals and that’d been a regular occurrence for a long time which didn’t exactly align well with how much physical activity he did during his extra sessions every day. So, obviously, people had to nag him to take care of himself once in a while.

Did he enjoy that? OF COURSE NOT, because he hated being a burden on other people. It’s something he’s been conscious of his entire life… but as he saw the decisive head of Voltron standing in the doorway to the training deck he knew he couldn’t argue. IT WAS SHIRO, and he listened to Shiro because this is a man he trusted had his best interests at heart.

❝ Missed dinner again, didn’t I? ❞ He questioned, letting out a long sigh as he’d ended the training session and put away his bayard before running a gloved hand through sweat-damped bangs. Nothing else needed to be said as he started to make his way out, and while it seemed he was INDIGNANTLY POUTING beneath his irritable facade lay a certain fondness for his senior officer he knew he could always count on.

He stopped then, just a step away from Shiro and turned in his direction before making the quick decision to prop up on his toes, getting a grip on Shiro’s shoulder to keep him steady as he left the man with a little kiss on his cheek, the slightest of smiles pulling at Keith’s lips once he was back to being level with the ground.