[Watches him back, eased by Keith's expression more than he can really say, maybe finally, fully relaxing-- he's not about to forget again. It's okay.
They're okay. They will be.
His touch is gentle at his cheek, tucking his hair behind his ear and just lingering there, trying to get used to being able to touch and be touched. His hand moves, cups his cheek and stays there.]
Keith... [He hesitates then-- not because he doesn't want to lean in closer, but because he's afraid it might be too much. But, after a moment, he does lean in towards him, pausing before getting too close. Wanting to kiss him, but maybe still uncertain.] Can I?