He wakes up because the footsteps don't sound right. They're heavier, one side being favored more than the other. Then he smells the coppery tang that could only be one thing. Blood. He shoots up in bed so fast his side is awash with pain. He clamps his hand over it and breathes through it as he scans the area for the problem.

His eyes settle on Keith in the gloom. "Keith? What happened?" He lays back down, snatching up his lighter and uses it with a flick to light the lantern by his bedside. Shiro lets his eyes get accustomed to the lantern light and goes cold inside.

"Come closer." He'd jinxed it before. Damn it.