Shiro's brakes may have failed, while Keith isn't sure his were ever installed to begin with. Not where Shiro is concerned anyway. But still, With his face still tucked against Shiro's shoulder, he can smell him and that is not helping him get on board this take our time strategy.

He smells so good and feels so warm and so solid. Keith shuts his eyes and tries to get a handle on himself, starts the silent repeated mantra of patience yields focus because maybe that will help. Okay. He can do this.

His arms wind around Shiro in turn. He nods. "Breakfast and coffee sound great." How well it actually cools them off, is another question.

A pause and Keith adds, voice quieter, more serious. "You always have. Ever since we met, you've done right by me." Far more than he ever deserved, and now here they are, and Keith has never in his life felt more like he's found where he belongs. "I want to do right by you too."