Some teenie little sheith swing dancing sketches I did last month! Click for more detail ;; Tumblr is the devil.
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This is most perfect pure wholesome happy thing I have ever seen and so I wrote a little bit of my perfect pure wholesome happy boys.
Keith applied himself to dancing with the same single-minded determination that he used in all things, pulling Shiro away at every possible free moment to practice.
Shiro was walking out of yet another absurdly long meeting with Kolivan and the Blades when he felt fingers wrap around his own and pull him back. The first time it had happened, Shiro had fought the urge to light up his arm and swing. Now, with his familiarity of Keith’s tactics, Shiro just smiled down at his shoes.
“Keith,” he whined, not even bothering to turn around and check, “I’m exhausted, we can practice tomorrow, I promise.”
Keith draped his arms over Shiro’s neck and Shiro started walking, dragging Keith along behind him. A few months ago, Keith never would have touched him without express permission to do so; a few months ago, Keith would never ask for more than he was given because if he did, he thought that what he had would be taken away. Now, Shiro could feel Keith’s pout as if it had its own gravity.
“Shiro,” he said, “I think I’ve finally figured out the thing.”
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