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[He's not entirely sure what it is that does him in just then - maybe it's everything at once. How close they are. How he can still see pain and longing - even if he doesn't recognize it as that word in his mind, the feeling itself is so matched to what Keith is also feeling that he can't not recognize it in some sense. Almost like looking at a reflection. It makes his heart race faster again despite himself, only this time not to run away. The thing about Keith is that sometimes he'll act before he even knows what he's doing himself - impulse and instinct have gotten him in this spot.
Maybe part of his mind recognizes that want just as much as his own, and it's enough.
His arms around Shiro's shoulders shift, and it's his turn to have his hand land at the back of his his neck, firm but with the barest tremble. That smile, the warmth in it still mingled with sadness as it is, is what cinches it. Don't look at him like this. He can't stop it and the shift in his own gaze just then is almost undeniably wanting. Keith says his name and starts to lean up and--]