[Keith is ready, more than ready really. He keeps his weight low, holds tight to the harness and to Shiro, flat to his back to minimize any additional drag (and to make life easier for himself holding on) and then they're off.
Shiro laughs in his head, and Keith's laughter is taken away with the wind rushing past as Shiro takes off at speed.
It's the usual thrill that accompanies the speed of it, all adrenaline but also certainty that he knows his friend well enough to keep up, shift to accommodate, move with him based on whatever subtle cues that Keith may not even consciously realize he's reacting to.]
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Shiro laughs in his head, and Keith's laughter is taken away with the wind rushing past as Shiro takes off at speed.
It's the usual thrill that accompanies the speed of it, all adrenaline but also certainty that he knows his friend well enough to keep up, shift to accommodate, move with him based on whatever subtle cues that Keith may not even consciously realize he's reacting to.]