[ that wouldn't be why, shiro says, and there are a long few moments where that shuts down every other thought in keith's head. a desperate sort of hope blooms up inside him like ivy, climbing over every inch of him even despite the way he tries to tell himself that shiro can't mean --
but the realization that shiro is leaving is enough to jerk keith out of his fog, and he's reaching out before he can help himself. this time it's his turn to grab shiro's arm, clutching at him like a lifeline. ] No.
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but the realization that shiro is leaving is enough to jerk keith out of his fog, and he's reaching out before he can help himself. this time it's his turn to grab shiro's arm, clutching at him like a lifeline. ] No.
I -- [ he swallows hard, mouth dry. ]
... so why?
[ he has to hear shiro say it. he has to know. ]