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[Shiro nods, and catches Keith’s fingers. He threads them together with his own.] I do. It was a shock to me too. They told me powers sometimes change.

[Keith is effectively distracted from his dangerously rebellious thoughts.] I’d change for you now but, I’d be too big for this bed and the room itself.

[He’d break the bed. There’s no way he wouldn’t.]

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[Keith looks at Shiro for a long moment, half opens his mouth like he's intending on saying something about big things in bed, promptly shuts his mouth and does his best to fight off a blush at what almost came out of his mouth. Impulse control. Shiro should be proud.

And Shiro is right. Keith is distracted from his thoughts of acts of open and incendiary rebellion against the government... for now. Because he's too busy trying to picture Shiro as a dragon.]

...so you're big enough that I could ride you? [Okay. That one slipped out innocently. In his defense, even Keith has seen The Neverending Story.]

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[Shiro looks up at Keith and draws their joined hands to his mouth. He presses his lips against the back of Keith's knuckles and watches him out of the corner of his eyes.]

In both forms. [He hides a smile against the back of Keith's hand. He just couldn't resist the joke when Keith nearly said it himself.]

If, we grab a nap I can show you my dragon form when we get up. [He had to specify, or they'd have been ridiculous and while he'd love that. He needs some rest.]

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[Keith stares at him and despite trying to stop it, flushes a bright and obviously visible red. His hand shifts in Shiro's grasp moving to press to his boyfriend's face to hide it.]

Oh my god, Shiro.

[And then,] Rest sounds like a good idea. I could use some sleep too.

[He lowers his hand, letting it settle at the side of Shiro's neck instead, thumb caressing back and forth along his jaw.]

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[He could roll them over and tuck Keith up against him. But exhaustion is tugging at him, pulling him down and Keith’s warm arms around him soothes him enough he will let the darkness have him.

Shiro lets go of Keith’s fingers and slides his fingers into his hair.] Then we sleep. ...Love you, Keith.

[His fingers brush the side of Keith’s face as his eyes close. What tension remained drains away as his breathing turns slow and deep.]

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[Good enough for Keith. He settles in against Shiro, arms still around him, holding him close. Shiro is back and here and Keith isn't going to let him go for a while. At least the rest of the night.

He turns ever so slightly into the touch of those fingers, smiling.]

I love you too... [The words are barely a whisper as he feels Shiro relaxing against him, letting him drift off to sleep.]