[It utterly wrecks Keith inside to hear Shiro like this and it's exactly what drives him to want to ease this in whatever way he can, to help him. To make sure he's okay. If there's anything in the world for Keith to give, he'd give it all to Shiro in a heartbeat.]
Touch me too. It's okay, Shiro. I'm with you. [He tells him, unsure of what he doesn't say but trying to let instinct feel it out for them both.] Anything you want.
[He carefully tangles himself closer to him, rolling onto Shiro so he's a little more on his back and Keith's weight presses against him. One hand still rests under him at Shiro's back, firmly pressing up under his shoulder blades.]
You can tell me. [It's a quiet encouragement, trying to help him maybe find those words.] What do you need?