[He takes his hand and slowly slides out of the chair back onto his feet. His knees wobble but he stays on his feet. He had pushed himself too hard and held onto Lion shape for too long. His body doesn’t quite feel like his own.
Laughter builds in his chest. He lets it out in a tired chuckle.] I can think of a few times. [He leans into Keith’s shoulder and steadies himself. The warmth of his hand is hard to let go of. Shiro straightens and walks out of the lounge. He used his foot to toss his helmet up to his hand. He slides it back on. He doesn’t have to hold it and his face is partly concealed.
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Laughter builds in his chest. He lets it out in a tired chuckle.] I can think of a few times. [He leans into Keith’s shoulder and steadies himself. The warmth of his hand is hard to let go of. Shiro straightens and walks out of the lounge. He used his foot to toss his helmet up to his hand. He slides it back on. He doesn’t have to hold it and his face is partly concealed.
No one needs to know how exhausted he is.]