[ The Thursday routine is comforting. From the school, down to the get a loaf of bread because that's the day the bakery also makes the breakfast muffins he and Keith like so much. From there to the store to grab food for the dog along with take out or groceries for dinner that night. Last, was the precinct for either a drive or a walk home depending on whose apartment they were going to. Routine worked, especially for settling him once they had gotten back.
The therapist was right about everything else so far on how to cope, so he wasn't inclined to think it's wrong it's just...a little boring. He knows that unless he goes in for testing, he won't know for sure how long he has until he starts losing function again, but if there is a date...he doesn't want to know it. This, here and now with Keith, is good.
This is better than anything he could have hoped for, weird shit aside. He'd do almost anything for Keith, almost has on occasion, but unfortunately, he can't pretend to not be interested when the radio buzzes to life and says there's a call two blocks away. Life's been good, it's been relaxing, but this is at least something exciting. ]
Maybe we're the only one around to answer?
[ A second later, another call comes through and cancels the one they just heard; someone else is closer. Frowning at the radio, Shiro leans back in his seat, giving Keith an apologetic smile. He's glad that it was a non-emergency call because he doesn't want anyone in actual trouble, but outside of Keith revving the engine and turning the lights on to make traffic move, there aren't too many options for anything exciting happening during his day. ]
[He likes Thursday. He likes the routine of it, alternating whose place they go back to at night. It keeps him calm. Keeps Keith from getting too anxious. It's good for him.
Going back to his place meant they have to drive. It's been a long ass day, and the thought of sitting stuck in traffic isn't what he'd call a romantic night. Not in this weather, anyway. But the sound of the radio fizzling in with a call makes his skin crawl. He looks to Shiro when they cut off, opens his mouth to answer, but then the second call comes in.
Keith stays watching the radio, hands on the wheel.]
...Maybe there'll be another.
[He should want to help people. It's why he joined the force when they got back. But he sort of, selfishly, wants to keep this night with Shiro.]
[ Avoiding traffic will be nice, dragging Keith onto the couch to cuddle and watch a movie will be even nicer. He shouldn't want to delay it, but there's a part of him that likes spending time with Keith no matter what the situation. Sliding a hand across where the groceries are he strokes fingertips over Keith's wrist and then lowers his hand to his thigh, palm up if he wants to hold it.]
I'd rather spend it doing this, trust me.
[ Maybe he needs to take up rock climbing or volunteering somewhere or hell, teaching self-defense classes with Allura like she'd offered. That'd hit the same buttons he needed hit for excitement and feeling like he's exerted himself in some meaningful way rather than just running blocks in the morning. Squeezing Keith's leg, he thumbs back and forth over it, idly affectionate, other hand thumbing through his phone, rereading the recipe to make sure they weren't missing anything. ]
Do you want to go for a ride this weekend assuming the weather isn't this bad? There's a farmer's market about an hour out from here I thought we could go to.
Mm. [One could mistake his hum for the hum of the engine if Shiro didn't know him so well. He lets Shiro touch, lets him rest his hand where he wants. It's comfortable, and he knows it won't go anywhere too serious. Not when they're driving on a public street.
(Empty streets, empty dirt roads, that's a different story and only for them to know it.)
Looking up when the light changes, he gets the car moving again.]
Yeah? Something interesting that'll be there?
[He appreciates farmer's market, but one being an hour out must have something good to make it worth the drive.]
[ Getting out sounds nice. Shiro doesn't particularly relish the idea of traveling, not when all he wanted for the longest time was to just be home with Kieth. Traveling for an hour or two on some windy roads sounds good though. Better still if he can convince Keith to ride with him. ]
Further up the hill is a really good place to eat lunch and watch the sunset.
[ It's bougie, as Pidge would put it, but they're owed some for everything. Going on a drive to eat at a restaurant with a nice view is the least they can do for themselves. ]
[Keith's teasing a little, knows what it would mean to Shiro. He knows it because it means the same to him. Watching the sunset together is so common for so many, but it's still a novel experience for him. He can't get enough of it, especially if they're out in the desert.]
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i've been watching a lot of criminal minds give me shiro!hotchner t b h
they're dating and live separate but shiro Loves Him and wants him to move in??
The therapist was right about everything else so far on how to cope, so he wasn't inclined to think it's wrong it's just...a little boring. He knows that unless he goes in for testing, he won't know for sure how long he has until he starts losing function again, but if there is a date...he doesn't want to know it. This, here and now with Keith, is good.
This is better than anything he could have hoped for, weird shit aside. He'd do almost anything for Keith, almost has on occasion, but unfortunately, he can't pretend to not be interested when the radio buzzes to life and says there's a call two blocks away. Life's been good, it's been relaxing, but this is at least something exciting. ]
Maybe we're the only one around to answer?
[ A second later, another call comes through and cancels the one they just heard; someone else is closer. Frowning at the radio, Shiro leans back in his seat, giving Keith an apologetic smile. He's glad that it was a non-emergency call because he doesn't want anyone in actual trouble, but outside of Keith revving the engine and turning the lights on to make traffic move, there aren't too many options for anything exciting happening during his day. ]
Or not.
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Going back to his place meant they have to drive. It's been a long ass day, and the thought of sitting stuck in traffic isn't what he'd call a romantic night. Not in this weather, anyway. But the sound of the radio fizzling in with a call makes his skin crawl. He looks to Shiro when they cut off, opens his mouth to answer, but then the second call comes in.
Keith stays watching the radio, hands on the wheel.]
...Maybe there'll be another.
[He should want to help people. It's why he joined the force when they got back. But he sort of, selfishly, wants to keep this night with Shiro.]
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I'd rather spend it doing this, trust me.
[ Maybe he needs to take up rock climbing or volunteering somewhere or hell, teaching self-defense classes with Allura like she'd offered. That'd hit the same buttons he needed hit for excitement and feeling like he's exerted himself in some meaningful way rather than just running blocks in the morning. Squeezing Keith's leg, he thumbs back and forth over it, idly affectionate, other hand thumbing through his phone, rereading the recipe to make sure they weren't missing anything. ]
Do you want to go for a ride this weekend assuming the weather isn't this bad? There's a farmer's market about an hour out from here I thought we could go to.
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(Empty streets, empty dirt roads, that's a different story and only for them to know it.)
Looking up when the light changes, he gets the car moving again.]
Yeah? Something interesting that'll be there?
[He appreciates farmer's market, but one being an hour out must have something good to make it worth the drive.]
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[ Getting out sounds nice. Shiro doesn't particularly relish the idea of traveling, not when all he wanted for the longest time was to just be home with Kieth. Traveling for an hour or two on some windy roads sounds good though. Better still if he can convince Keith to ride with him. ]
Further up the hill is a really good place to eat lunch and watch the sunset.
[ It's bougie, as Pidge would put it, but they're owed some for everything. Going on a drive to eat at a restaurant with a nice view is the least they can do for themselves. ]
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[Keith's teasing a little, knows what it would mean to Shiro. He knows it because it means the same to him. Watching the sunset together is so common for so many, but it's still a novel experience for him. He can't get enough of it, especially if they're out in the desert.]
Yeah, I'm down for that.