[ Oh god why. Shiro can't lean back any further so he settles for a dubious look down Lance's leg and debates sitting on top of them again. Instead, he clasps his ankle with one hand and leans away, eyebrows raised incredulously.
Of course it leads to getting a foot in his mouth, because why wouldn't it. ]
Lance.
[ He snags a pillow and drops it heavily over Lance's legs, putting both arms over it. He gets to suffer having one boot on and one boot off, thanks. ]
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[ Oh god why. Shiro can't lean back any further so he settles for a dubious look down Lance's leg and debates sitting on top of them again. Instead, he clasps his ankle with one hand and leans away, eyebrows raised incredulously.
Of course it leads to getting a foot in his mouth, because why wouldn't it. ]
Lance.
[ He snags a pillow and drops it heavily over Lance's legs, putting both arms over it. He gets to suffer having one boot on and one boot off, thanks. ]