[Look, he will hold you as many times as it takes (heh) if it means you get to hear things like this-- you deserve to hear things like this, from everyone in your life. Which is all to say: once Keith starts clinging, he'll hold him back just as tightly, his bleeding hands the only reason he doesn't curl one hand in his hair and cradle his head.]
Everything you are, it's... [Not because of anything he did. He shakes his head absently before tucking his face back into his hair, breathing in gently. He knows Keith would have become the man he is today without his influence, because it's who he was meant to be-- but. Well, if he can be an important part of Keith's life, he won't complain about that.]
But... if that's how you see me, then I-- [he laughs, softly.] I'm even luckier than I thought that you decided to steal my car, huh? [lol.]