“I’m not going to pry.” Shiro continues, leaning down to the mini fridge behind reception and grabbing two bottles of water. He sits down, leaving a chair between himself and Keith where he puts one bottle down, nonchalant as he cracks the other and drinks. “It’s nothing some liquids and a prime steakburger combo won’t fix.”
When he chances a glance over, Keith has shifted so that he can peer up at Shiro, only a sliver of his face visible between the curtain of hair and crossed arms.
“So you’re nice to people too,” Keith says quietly.
Trick or Sheith Day 3: Breaking The Curse
In his defense, Keith has never had to track the phases of the moon before. It was something that prickled under his skin, an instinct for the time and the pull. This moonsense had wavered and all but disappeared under his humanity curse, and somehow Keith had not had occasion to glance at the ridiculous kitten-themed calendar Lance kept on the fridge at home for when exactly the full moon would land in December.
Frustrating? Of course. But Keith hasn’t gone wolf in months! He dances in place, spinning just to feel his weight shift on four paws, delighting in the clack of his claws against the hardwood floor. Wolf-dog Keith scents the air- clean laundry, Shiro, a little dust- ooh, a stray M&M. Wolf-dog Keith licks it up from the floor.
“Enjoying yourself?” Shiro asks, amused.
- Part 2 of Werewolf!/Vet AU