VOLTRON ONE SHOTS ||

Delirious || Keith X Shiro

Quite a short one compared to the last one, and you can take this fanfic as you will. They might be lovers or just like Shiro's the father figure and... whatever enjoy :D

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Keith's POV

Keith could not sleep. He wandered around the ship for a while, walking down the glowing hallways like a ghost. He finally ended up at Altean pool, which Pidge fixed to actually be on the ground this time.

Keith sighed and jumped into the deep end. The Altean pool has way more salt in it, so floating was easy in that pool.

And that's what he did... until some idiot jumped into it waking the hell up of Keith.

"LANCE, WHAT ARE YOU DOING YOU—" Keith shouted as he cleared his eyes from the water.

Oh. It wasn't Lance this time, surprisingly enough.

It was Shiro. His black hair stuck dampened to his neck and his well trained body (OMG no stap this is cringy) looked better than ever.

"Hey Keith, didn't notice you there. It's actually 6 in the morning... did you float here all night?"

Keith shrugged. "Couldn't sleep."

Shiro nodded. "Alright, well next time you can't sleep come to my room and we can talk about anything that's bothering you ok?"

(Space Dad mode activated)

"Yeah sure." Keith answered, and got out of the pool. Shiro quickly started his daily laps and Keith watched him glide gracefully around the pool going into a pattern that Keith slowly got used too.

Stroke. Stroke. Breath. Stroke. Stroke. Breath. Stroke. Stro—

Shiro's POV

Shiro gasped for air and reached the other side of the pool for the 329th time. He looked back at Keith, who would be watching him right now, but was asleep.

He sighed. He got worried and was put in a frenzied state whenever any of the paladins seemed off. Pidge was fine now, after having talked to Shiro, but Keith, Keith always worried Shiro.

Keith never talked to him anymore after Shiro was captured again for the second time... Shiro wondered why.

He got up from the pool, wrapped himself in the towel and carried Keith to his room. He put Keith gently on the bed and pulled up a chair beside the bed, watching Keith.

He seemed peaceful, and more calm than ever.

Shiro sighed and got up to leave.

"Shiro... Don't leave." Keith whispered as he was about to walk out the doorway. Shiro looked back at Keith. He was awake, probably in his delirious state.

"But, I'm going to train—"

"Just please. Stay." Keith murmured and shifted off one side of the bed.

Shiro smiled and crawled into the covers. They laid side by side for a bit and Keith soon fell asleep.

He started breathing comfortably and Shiro was about to get up and start his morning training again when Keith's arm grabbed his chest and pulled him down against Keith.

Shiro sighed.

Maybe he could afford to skip a day.

Keith muffled his face into Shiro's chest.

"Hey you know what?" Keith asked.

"What?"

"You're pretty hot."

Yep. Definitely delirious.