[Keith for his part also doesn't let go of his hand, trying not to steady himself, heart pounding in his chest so much it feels like it'll jump right out of him. He's so very hyper aware of the gentleness to Shiro's touch.
It would be so easy, like this. To tug him the rest of the way. To break his already skewed sense of restraint just to... Just like the other night. But -- he can't. Just as much as he can't look away either.]