[His reaction, the way he sounds, the tears, absolutely burns through Keith, almost so much that if he was less inundated with everything he's ever felt for Shiro all at once the way he is in this moment... well, he wouldn't let go, still, but it comes close to paralyzing him to the spot. He keeps staring, jaw dropping, that same wide-eyed look as instinct takes over for him and rushes him forward even more, pulling Shiro into him as his other arm wraps around him and he gasps out his name again mournfully, desperate.]
Shiro-- [GOD. Why this. Why did it have to happen like this.] Shiro.
I'm - [back, I remember, I know you - I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I love you. He can't settle on words properly yet and instead opts for holding him, trembling all over, hoping it can convey enough.]