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This is Shiro. Leave a message.
This is Shiro. Leave a message.
You mean you didn't notice someone liked you?
That's hard to believe.
You're really smart!
That's hard to believe.
You're really smart!
Not the same thing?
Then I hope next time someone likes you, you notice sooner.
Then I hope next time someone likes you, you notice sooner.
I hope so.
I really like him, and my heart feels nice when he's around, like he's supposed to be here with me. That's not weird, right?
I really like him, and my heart feels nice when he's around, like he's supposed to be here with me. That's not weird, right?
Yeah, and I feel sad when he has to go home.
But we can just text each other anytime.
But we can just text each other anytime.
Right!
I've been practicing making cookies, and he really liked them.
I've been practicing making cookies, and he really liked them.
I could bake for you sometime. What do you like? I can make cookies and pizza so far.
... I can ask Jakob to make that for you.
[Veggies are gross.]
[Veggies are gross.]
Okay! I can show you how to make a white sauce or a tomato sauce for it, too.
[It's very early in the morning when Keith wakes up, panicked and shocked from the sheer amount of information that's suddenly come flooding back to him. And that's... definitely what it is, isn't it? Information that's come back, not some weird, overly complex dream that wormed its way into his mind through the course of the night. Right?
He knows, however, no matter what the case may be, this is something that he can't just keep to himself. As soon as he's got his bearings back, he rushes out of his room, going to find the person who absolutely needs to know about this. To his room, then, not bothering to knock or give him any kind of warning before throwing the door open to let himself in.]
Shiro-!
He knows, however, no matter what the case may be, this is something that he can't just keep to himself. As soon as he's got his bearings back, he rushes out of his room, going to find the person who absolutely needs to know about this. To his room, then, not bothering to knock or give him any kind of warning before throwing the door open to let himself in.]
Shiro-!
[ He's been thinking about it a lot, lately. Shiro doesn't blame Keith at all; how could he when it's not his fault? Still... it's upsetting, though the word doesn't begin to describe that.
Shiro's already up--he wakes early, and he's in the midst of his early morning workout when Keith opens the door. Immediately, he's on high alert, and he gets to his feet quicker than anyone who's as big as he is has any right to be. ]
Keith, what's wrong? Are you alright?
Shiro's already up--he wakes early, and he's in the midst of his early morning workout when Keith opens the door. Immediately, he's on high alert, and he gets to his feet quicker than anyone who's as big as he is has any right to be. ]
Keith, what's wrong? Are you alright?
[For a moment, Keith doesn't really respond, his frenzied emotions cooling from a boil to a simmer. He doesn't know how to attack this subject, and there's something jarring about seeing Shiro here, after having their entire history crammed into one night for him to recall.
He looks different, not that it's anything new to him. How many times did they separate and reunite, only for something to have changed in Shiro? Still, this new look doesn't entirely line up with the last traces of what he remembers - something must have happened before they could be reunited.
Even after that, though, he's seeing Shiro in a completely different perspective.
The Shiro he's been working with in the Far Shore has been capable and reliable, kind, but ultimately someone Keith worries about being in such a combat heavy role. There's a kind of respect that pervades both views, but it's completely different from the kind that came with the starry-eyed admiration he'd held when he was younger. When they were both younger.]
Shiro, I...
[The Shiro he's loved and trusted for so long is probably hurting terribly from being treated like a stranger.]
We've known each other for a long time, haven't we?
He looks different, not that it's anything new to him. How many times did they separate and reunite, only for something to have changed in Shiro? Still, this new look doesn't entirely line up with the last traces of what he remembers - something must have happened before they could be reunited.
Even after that, though, he's seeing Shiro in a completely different perspective.
The Shiro he's been working with in the Far Shore has been capable and reliable, kind, but ultimately someone Keith worries about being in such a combat heavy role. There's a kind of respect that pervades both views, but it's completely different from the kind that came with the starry-eyed admiration he'd held when he was younger. When they were both younger.]
Shiro, I...
[The Shiro he's loved and trusted for so long is probably hurting terribly from being treated like a stranger.]
We've known each other for a long time, haven't we?
[ Ah.
There's something in the way he says it. Even the words he says, it-- Shiro's breath catches. Does Keith remember? It doesn't seem quite real. But he wants it to be.
Shiro lets himself hope. ]
... Yeah. We have. [ His voice is soft, his eyes even more so. Shiro reaches out and touches Keith's shoulder. It's almost hesitant. ] What all do you remember?
There's something in the way he says it. Even the words he says, it-- Shiro's breath catches. Does Keith remember? It doesn't seem quite real. But he wants it to be.
Shiro lets himself hope. ]
... Yeah. We have. [ His voice is soft, his eyes even more so. Shiro reaches out and touches Keith's shoulder. It's almost hesitant. ] What all do you remember?
[Before he answers, Keith takes a moment to just sort of... assess himself. No blight, no deep feeling of dread... this isn't a dangerous topic to be treading. That's definitely reassuring, just like the hand reaching out to touch his shoulder.]
E-everything, I guess? [That's not quite right,] Everything involving you, anyway, I'm pretty sure. Conversations we've had, things we've done together... Anything besides that's really hazy, mostly.
E-everything, I guess? [That's not quite right,] Everything involving you, anyway, I'm pretty sure. Conversations we've had, things we've done together... Anything besides that's really hazy, mostly.
[ While there's a part of him that's happy... he can't shake the fact that he wonders why Keith remembered him first. Krolia, Keith's father... those are the people Shiro thinks Keith should've remembered before him.
But... all the same... Shiro can't help the smile that spreads across his lips. Gently, he pulls Keith into a hug. ]
I'm glad you remember me, Keith.
But... all the same... Shiro can't help the smile that spreads across his lips. Gently, he pulls Keith into a hug. ]
I'm glad you remember me, Keith.
[Even if Keith knew of all of his options, the chances that he'd pick Shiro above everyone else to remember wouldn't even be up for debate. He's incredibly important, after all, immeasurably so.
As soon as Shiro pulls him in, Keith practically melts into the suddenly familiar contact, wrapping his arms around Shiro in return.] Sorry it took me so long. [Not that he really had much of a choice, but if he had to wait, this was definitely worth it, and Shiro should definitely be able to feel a swell of affection from Keith through their bond. A rare occurrence, for sure.] You'll have to let me make it up to you.
As soon as Shiro pulls him in, Keith practically melts into the suddenly familiar contact, wrapping his arms around Shiro in return.] Sorry it took me so long. [Not that he really had much of a choice, but if he had to wait, this was definitely worth it, and Shiro should definitely be able to feel a swell of affection from Keith through their bond. A rare occurrence, for sure.] You'll have to let me make it up to you.
[ Shiro chuckles softly. He shouldn't be surprised that Keith is saying things like this. He really shouldn't--it's just like Keith, honestly. He pulls away, grinning in a way he hasn't in a long time. ]
I'd tell you not to worry about it, but I know you better than that. Still... it's not your fault.
It hurt, but I never blamed you.
I'd tell you not to worry about it, but I know you better than that. Still... it's not your fault.
It hurt, but I never blamed you.
[Man, has he seen Shiro that happy since the two of them re-met in heaven? There have been a good number of times where he's clearly been enjoying himself, but this is markedly different. It's refreshing, if not bittersweet.]
I'll make sure not to do it again. [What's he gonna do, anyway? Re-die? Fat chance.] I... don't think I'd be able to stand forgetting you a second time. [There is still a lot on his mind, however, in terms of wanting to try and unpack everything he's learned, as well as figure out where any new limitations may lie with his knowledge.]
... I'll try not to ask too many hard questions for you. [The only thing stopping him from asking about his new appearance is that familiar apprehension that it might pull him too deeply into thinking about how it was definitely something that happened after he died, and that would just lead him into dwelling on his fate... that would just end up bad for both of them. Best to keep it unasked altogether.] If there's something you don't think you should be telling me, don't. Trust your gut, and I'll trust your decision.
I'll make sure not to do it again. [What's he gonna do, anyway? Re-die? Fat chance.] I... don't think I'd be able to stand forgetting you a second time. [There is still a lot on his mind, however, in terms of wanting to try and unpack everything he's learned, as well as figure out where any new limitations may lie with his knowledge.]
... I'll try not to ask too many hard questions for you. [The only thing stopping him from asking about his new appearance is that familiar apprehension that it might pull him too deeply into thinking about how it was definitely something that happened after he died, and that would just lead him into dwelling on his fate... that would just end up bad for both of them. Best to keep it unasked altogether.] If there's something you don't think you should be telling me, don't. Trust your gut, and I'll trust your decision.
Don't worry. I'll make sure you don't.
[ His tone is teasing, but the look in his eyes--that's a little more serious. Still, it doesn't last for too long. Shiro's just so happy that Keith remembers him. He has his best friend back.
He feels a little more at ease. More centered. ]
I trust you, too, Keith. I know you won't ask complicated questions.
[ Honestly, if Keith were a little younger, maybe. But... when has he ever done anything to hurt Shiro? Memories of going to the Blades flash through his mind--he'd been ready to give up his knife... ]
Hey, why don't we grab something to eat? To celebrate.
[ His tone is teasing, but the look in his eyes--that's a little more serious. Still, it doesn't last for too long. Shiro's just so happy that Keith remembers him. He has his best friend back.
He feels a little more at ease. More centered. ]
I trust you, too, Keith. I know you won't ask complicated questions.
[ Honestly, if Keith were a little younger, maybe. But... when has he ever done anything to hurt Shiro? Memories of going to the Blades flash through his mind--he'd been ready to give up his knife... ]
Hey, why don't we grab something to eat? To celebrate.
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