[.... Even though he shivers, he's wrapping both his arms around Shiro too, holding him, maybe just as overwhelmed by the same feeling even without knowing they share this thought so intensely. Shiro's voice does a complete number on Keith, how soft and happy he sounds and fuck he'd sing every shitty pop song in the universe to hear him like that.]
You're crazy. [He says quietly, without heat, muffled into his chest.] Thanks.