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I love writing Adam with such chaos and older brother energy. Like, we know he can be serious (in canon with Shiro’s flashback) but I love to think he is such a goofball and totally on board with Lance’s shenanigans 
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vldsideblog · 8 months
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Thinking about writing a fic where it’s just shiro and Adam learning how to take care of Keith. Just snapshots with different themes. Like learning to cook, his fear of fire, or dealing with sensory issues. Just stuff like that. Itd probably be super domestic and sweet with a dash of humor and knowing me a bit of angst.
I need something to work on that’s easier and more based off of simple situations than an actual storyline.
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rulesofdisorder · 5 months
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thinking about voltron in the year 2023 i know i know BUT i can’t stop thinking about how the creators caught on to the fact that we caught on to the klance queerbaiting so they had the masterclass idea to introduce NEW queerbaiting with shiro and adam and we fell for it AGAIN despite ALL OF THE SIGNS
i still can’t believe it. they announced that shiro was gay and had a fiancé at a con, made the only scene between the two of them a breakup scene, and THEN they had adam die offscreen and just played a flashback of it right before shiro got back to earth. insanity. i’ve thought about this every day for weeks.
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corruptedplaylist · 8 days
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Lance looks through the binoculars again and finds Keith at the same time Adam calls Keith’s name and points at where Lance is standing. The other boy glances up, caught between a laugh from watching Pidge and Hunk write a lewd message in the sand. He flips him off and Lance’s hand-painted skull grins back at him. Keith’s cheeks are pink from the chill, his eyes bright and mischievous as the wind catches on the edges of his hair.
Lance mechanically waves back as he pulls away from the binoculars, Keith becoming a tiny figure against the sand as a blush begins to stain Lance’s cheeks. He hikes the collar of his jacket up, glancing furtively back at Shiro and then down at the shore below. 
Oh.
Fuck.
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this was an excerpt from chapter 10 of my fic! here's some more info if ur interested:
title: looking out for you
platform: ao3 only
rating: t
genre(s): slice of life college au
ships: Keith Kogane/Lance McClain, Adam/Shiro
words/chapters: 187k/18 chapters
status: completed
summary/elevator pitch: wholesome queer vibes and healthy communication a la voltron. found family shenanigans include: paintball, halloween parties, laundromat trips, beach episode, family dinners, video game tournaments, awkward confessions, grocery shopping, and some good old angst and character development. also, lance may or may not get possessed by a ghost but it's not pidge's fault.
i was reminiscing on this fic and decided to just promo it bc why not? drop me a comment/kudos if u check it out and like it!
for anyone who has already read it or is planning on reading it, i've done faqs between the three acts. i recently updated my faq here for act iii if anyone is interested (i finally got around to putting in some more details!)
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happyleakira · 21 days
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Hey Voltron fandom! In case you forgot… here’s a complete list of all my vld fics! Enjoy!
last sunrise in the wasteland | klance, 9.5k, established relationship post s6 homecoming
here are the facts: the sky is the color of cotton candy. varadero is hot. keith is in love with lance.
and all I can taste is this moment | adashi & romellura, 48k, Cold War garrison space au
"Takashi, what am I to you?"
"Everything."
or, the one where shiro is the garrison's golden boy in the midst of the cold war, adam is his wicked smart best friend that he can't stop staring at for some reason, allura's meeting place of choice is broom closets, and romelle just wants everyone to get their shit together.
don’t waste another mile or minute (not kissing me) | klance, 17k, high school Friday night lights au
The high school star quarterback and the associated student body president fall in love.
Or at least, that's what the Hallmark movie summary would be.
Here's the truth: Keith and Lance are in love, Allura and Romelle are in love but don't know it yet, there's a few night drives in pickup trucks, and prom shakes everything up.
rocket man | klance, 6.7k, ray bradbury crossover, angst
"I can’t help myself. I work on my bike and treat him as if he were alive, and then it hurts. No, it’s better to think he hasn’t been here for ten years and I’ll never see him again. It doesn’t hurt as much."
“Didn’t he say next time he’d settle down?” Lance asks.
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Shiro is eternally grateful that his reputation precedes him.
Why is this?
Well. When people think of Shiro, they tend to say things like “oh, what a fine young man. Bright future ahead of him, that one. A good leader, as well.” (This isn’t Shiro being narcissistic. People genuinely say these things about him, and Shiro knows because Keith and Adam like to repeat them in a mocking voice.)
Shiro is not a fine young and mature man. Shiro is a mess.
Shiro still sees a difficult situation and thinks ‘oh, it’s okay, I just need to get an adult,’ even though he’s twenty-five. He thinks of vines and memes in response to serious situations. He practices special effect noises when he’s bored.
Shiro is not, by any means, the shining example of grace and maturity everyone believes him to be. His greatest accomplishment remains the time he realized he could screw a gatorade lid on a bottle of Smirnoff Ice and chug the whole thing in under a minute (yeah, yeah ‘best pilot to come out of the Garrison, Champion and Leader of Voltron,’ blah blah blah. The vodka thing is cooler).
When the Garrison asked him if he would pose for their recruitment poster as he was ‘the perfect product of all they hoped their cadets would be’, he excused himself to the bathroom under the guise of being ‘emotional’ and cry-laughed for twenty minutes. ‘Perfect product’ his ass — Shiro was the reason the Garrison had to install military-grade security cameras facing the staff parking lot because he’d spray-painted bright pink penises on the cars of the homophobic teachers. Not that they knew it was him, but. Point still stands.
All of this and more is why Shiro is exceedingly thankful that his reputation is made up of lies. This way, people are convinced he knows what he’s doing.
Voltron is the best example of this.
Look, he signed up to take care of one kid, okay? One. And he wasn’t even super excellent at that! The whole reason he signed up for the one kid in question is because the little delinquent stole his car, and Shiro found it kind of funny! Shiro doesn’t get how parents are supposed to say ‘no’ when a kid wants to do fun shit. Like, once, Keith casually brought up that one of his old foster brothers was super into demolitions and fireworks, and what was Shiro supposed to say? That he wasn’t interested? That’s cool as shit!
Does that make Keith’s tendency to be trigger happy and maybe a bit of an arsonist his fault? No!
Well, maybe a little. But Shiro likes to maintain that Keith was just born wanting to see things explode a little. The whole demotions thing was inevitable. Keith was going to be blowing shit up wether or not Shiro purchased explosive ingredients and took him on little desert excursions. Shiro just wanted to make sure Keith was safe in his endeavours!
Yeah, no, that one didn’t work on Adam either.
So what if Shiro is an enabler? He knows to refuse some things, now. Like when Pidge asked if she could hack the alarm system so that it blared fart noises in Lance’s room every hour, Shiro said no, even though he thought that was the funniest thing in the world and would have payed good amounts of money to see that.
Sometimes he just thinks about the concept of that prank and laughs.
Speaking of Pidge and Lance — Shiro did not, in any way, sign up to be in charge of four kids. Not only does he have to make sure these four kids don’t die just by being dumbass teenagers, but he also has to be their leader! In battle! It’s fuckin’ wild. And these kids in particular — they’re funny. He’s fucked! He’s so fucked. How is he supposed to be the level-headed and mature head of Voltron when Lance makes a comment during a Coalition meeting and it’s the funniest, most astute observation he’s ever heard? How’s he supposed to keep a straight face when Pidge pranks some stuck-up dignitary that Shiro also wanted to prank? How’s he supposed to not laugh when Hunk is being a dry smartass to whatever smarmy, shit-for-brains upstart who thinks they’re a little too important starts talking down to them? And how is he supposed to discipline Keith after he insults someone and does a really good job of it?
The whole situation is a nightmare. He’s only held on to his reputation by the thinnest thread imaginable, and he knows he’s gonna crack soon.
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periwinkle-the-11th · 11 months
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Adam and Shiro only getting together bc Keith calls them out on their shit
"why do you keep staring at my brother" Keith asked from the pool in front of Adams lifeguard chair
Adam froze darting his eyes from the very attractive man reading in the grass about 15ft away, to look at the small drowned rat looking child in front of him. "sorry, uh, what's up buddy?"
Keith (the drowned rat child) "my brother! You know blue swim trunks, reading a really long boring book, bleached section of hair right at the front that kinda makes him look like a skunk! You keep staring at him!"
Adam always forgot how observant children were.
Keith continued "he's single you know, and I'm guessing because everytime your not looking at him he's looking at you that you both swing each other's way!"
Swinging one way means to like someone! Keith thought as he swam away without waiting for the lifeguards response.
He'd learned this from Shiro's friend Matt!! He was very excited to find a way to use it in a sentence, he'll have to tell Matt later!
(When he does in fact tell Matt later the man breaks down into hysterical laughter. And absolutely refuses to explain why.)
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blueblueberryjam · 10 days
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Hey!
Do you like long fics about making family, healing from trauma, healthy romantic relationships, and Voltron?
Do I have the fic for you!
Meet "Lost and Found: A Broganes Story!"
It's 250k words and 60 chapters!
Read on AO3 here and read an excerpt from Chapter 60 below.
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"Mama's going to want to come," Adam warned them. 
Shiro smiled. That sounded right. "That's okay. I love Amira." 
Adam smiled. "Good, because I think she likes you better than she likes me."
Keith laughed a little incredulously. It was probably a joke, but it was crazy to think about a parent loving anyone more than their own child.
"No, she doesn't," Shiro laughed. 
"No, she doesn't," Adam agreed. "But she's just waiting for the day you become her son-in-law, so she has ultimate bragging rights." Shiro could feel himself flush a little, and he hid a small, lovesick smile behind his teacup.
"Dorks," Keith muttered. They were so gone for each other, it was ridiculous.
Adam looked at Keith in slight confusion, then he put the pieces together. "Oh." Adam coughed. "Well. Eventually, I mean." Now, blushing himself, he reached over to hold Shiro's hand.
Keith snorted. Had Adam really not realized what he'd been implying there? That was amusing.
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scattered-winter · 7 months
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listening to the arkos motif on repeat while thinking about quintenary stars adashi. i think i need to make a graph
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Writing Shiro stresses me outtttt
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vldsideblog · 1 year
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Once again sharing a sneak peak of the mothman road trip fic. I’m not great at dialogue so take this ig.
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“How much longer?” Matt whined from his seat behind Adam. “It’s taking forevvveeerrr.”
Adam (now in the driver’s seat as he’d deemed Shiro unfit to drive in populated areas because of his speeding problem) rolled his eyes, Matt while only being a few years younger than him and Takashi was such a child about some things. It'd be endearing if he wasn’t such a smartass.
“Matt, we’ve been in the car for three hours, chill.” Shiro who was asleep in the passenger seat, huffed something sleepily.
Said teenager slumped over in his seat, stretching the seatbelt with him. “Keeiiithh, do you want to play a game?”
Keith peered out from his hoodie at the older boy, and shrugged. “Sure but you have to tell me the rules, I’ve never played any car games.”
Matt gasped dramatically at the admission and sat straight up. “Okay okay, ummmm how about two truths and a lie?”
“Oooh, I’ve heard of that one!” Keith removed his headphones as he turned to Matt.
Matt scrunched up his face and spoke, “I’ll go first. My middle name is Kevin, I lost a science fair to someone with a baking soda volcano, or I have a star named after me.”
Keith mulled this over for a good minute before guessing, “The volcano one.”
Matt adjusted in his seat, “Nope, unfortunately I pulled a Doofenshmirtz and lost to a model volcano.”
“What’s a Doofenshmirtz?”
“I always forget how uncultured you are, not to worry young padawan, I’ll make you watch the masterpiece that is Phineas and Ferb soon enough.”
“That sounds ominous.”
Matt ignored him and went back to talking. “The lie was the one about my middle name, it’s actually Silvio.”
“Wait so you have a star named after you?” Keith looked very curious.
“Yeah dad’s a sap. He discovered a star right after I was born, so Matthew 12 is named after me.” Matt smiled and tossed his short hair in a pathetic attempt to be dramatic. “Okay little man, your turn.”
“M’not that small jackass, I’m fourteen and still growing.” Keith furrowed his brows in fake anger as he stared Matt down.
“Mmmhhmm, say that again. You’re so close to the ground I can’t hear you.”
“Fuck off.” Keith gave him the finger while hiding a smile and went back to pondering over his two truth and a lie options.
After a few minutes he perked up and turned to Matt again. “I think I’ve got it. I stabbed a guy in second grade, I was almost named Yorak, or I broke both arms in one year.”
“Well, those are definitely options,” Matt said incredulously.
“The arm one?”
Keith rubbed at the back of his neck,”Yeah, I only sprained one of the wrists.”
“Score!” Matt did a pathetic little jump in his seat.
Im still trying to figure out how to write Matt but I think I’m getting the hang of it.
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vee-is-a-clown · 2 years
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I haven't posted this on Tumblr but I've sent it to some people as writing prompt thingies so here's a longer version
Shiro: Fine, don't write it down.
Keith: Another example of your pathetic reverse psychology not working.
Adam: Damn Keith! That's so rude!
Keith: I'm not wrong though. Shiro's methods don't work.
Shiro: No, you just won't listen.
Adam: Keith, if you finish your notes, I'll make popcorn and we can watch Big Hero 6.
Keith: Done.
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romelle · 2 years
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take a picture, it'll last longer adashi | 1.5k words | meet cute
about an hour ago i suddenly sat up (prompted by nothing) and didn’t stop writing until i finished this. so here you go! if you can't or prefer not to read from the photos, you can also view this fic here on google docs ��� 🌧🌟
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driftlesswanderer · 1 year
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Voltron
Arcane AU. 
Shiro, Nyma, Rolo, and Keith live together in the Undercity, steal from the richer-than-poor and give to themselves. Shiro abandons Keith, calling him a Jinx, after he had set off an explosion, killing Nyma and Rolo.
Keith grows up in the Undercity alone, wreaking havoc under the name Jinx. On one of his many rampages, he runs into three Pilties that snuck into the Undercity, and from then on, they stick together.
Meanwhile, Shiro spends his time in prison, and is eventually released by a Piltie, Adam, who is investigating a theory that someone was secretly at the center of all the violence the Undercity.
Extra:
- The Galra live in the Undercity, while everyone else lives in Piltover.
- I haven’t decided who would be the replacements for the Jayce and Viktor storyline yet.
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Keith was used to random foster parent reassignments. He was used to packing his shit to go from house to house quickly. He was used to meeting whatever exhausted adult who needed the paycheque, knowing he’d be back at the group home in a matter of months. It was clockwork, at this point.
His new foster father was a little different. He was a weirdo.
Keith liked him, a little.
Granted, Keith barely knew him. They’d only really had the one interaction, wherein Keith had met the man who’s car he stole at the police station in handcuffs, and the man had pretty much decided then and there that he wanted to adopt Keith because he found him hilarious.
Yeah. Shiro’s a weirdo. But he’s definitely a break from the norm, which is something Keith appreciates.
“…so, technically, my fiancé is about to have the surprise of his life. But he’s pretty chill, once he gets past all the angry Spanish, so I’m sure it’ll be fine!” Shiro smiles brightly at him, and Keith can’t help the small smile he shoots back. Shiro is definitely kind of a dumbass, and his fiancé is definitely about to go bananas. Like, let’s be serious. Who impulse-decides to foster a child who is also a criminal who has also stolen your shit? It’s inane!
But, well. Keith likes chaos, so. This is going to be interesting.
“Honey, I’m home!” Shiro calls as he opens the apartment door, completely unironically.
Keith forces himself to not find Shiro amusing.
He needs to have some boundaries, or he might go do something really stupid, like get attached.
Jesus.
“In the kitchen,” comes a voice, presumably from the kitchen.
Shiro brightens like a considerably excitable puppy, which is a hilarious face to see on someone who’s supposedly some fancy military officer.
Keith follows Shiro dutifully as he makes his way to the kitchen, watching as a man — the fiancé in question, Keith would assume — idly offers his cheek for a kiss (which Shiro happily obliges) without taking his eyes off the vegetables he’s cutting. Keith sets his bag in the floor and slides onto one of the stools at the kitchen island to watch this play out.
The fiancé has yet to notice him.
“How was your day?”
Shiro’s bright smile never leaves his face. “My car got jacked!” he says, in the same tone someone might say that they were promoted.
To his credit, the fiancé — yikes, Keith needs to learn his name — doesn’t even hesitate.
“That’s probably for the best,” he drawls.
“Yeah, I got it back — hey.” Shiro honest-to-god pouts, and Keith bites his lip to keep his laughter down. “That was mean, Adam. You’re a meanie.”
The fiancé — Adam, finally a name — snorts, pausing for the first time to face Shiro fully. He presses a gentle kiss to his lips, grinning the whole time.
“I’m sorry, Takashi-baby. It’s just that you’re maybe the worst driver ever to pass the test.” He softens his words with another kiss, which seems to mollify Shiro a little.
Keith quietly takes out his notebook and a pencil, and starts sketching. This will make a hilarious comic. Not that he really has anyone to show his comics, but he enjoys amusing himself.
“Anyways,” Adam continues, turning back to the cutting board, “did you get the car back?”
“Yeah! Went to the police station, talked to the kid who took it. He’s actually a sweetheart, and he returned my keys and everything. Say hi, Keith!”
Keith decides he is going to do the funniest thing he could possibly do at the moment. Well, to him, anyway.
“Hi, Keith,” he repeats.
Shiro laughs.
Adam turns around, looks at him, and sighs.
“Takashi,” he says, pinching the bridge of his nose, “did steal a whole-ass child?”
“Of course not! I applied to foster him.”
Adam turns to Keith. “Blink twice if you’ve been kidnapped.”
“Hey!”
Keith snorts. “I don’t think Shiro is capable of kidnapping anyone.”
Adam nods seriously. “Good point. He’s not very organized, is he?”
Keith shakes his head, giggling. “His car is a mess!”
“Hey!” Shiro protests again, but he doesn’t really look upset. “That’s not fair. It’s two versus one!”
Adam and Keith look at each other. Adam raises an eyebrow. Keith nods solemnly. “I’m sorry to inform you, Takashi,” Adam says, “but you are never going to win an argument again.”
Somehow, Shiro doesn’t look very sad at the prospect.
Keith smiles to himself. Maybe this will turn out even better than he thought.
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periwinkle-the-11th · 11 months
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"You're Not Allowed To Get Married Till You're 30." - a very tired, very proud dad-brother.
word count: 809
Keith & Shiro, Mentioned Klance, Mentioned Past Adashi.
Broganes, Fluff, Keith wants to spend the rest of his life with Lance, and Shiro just doesn't want his kid to get married yet.
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"Shiro '' Keith said, the seriousness in his voice underlined with a sort of gleeful terror that made the aforementioned man tense immediately, and whip around to ask what was wrong.
Before he could turn on worried dad mode, his boy interrupted him. "I think Lance is it." There was shock still wide in his eyes as if he'd had the realization and immediately ran to tell his brother.
That same shock Shiro was sure was reflected in his own eyes as his mouth fell slightly open. They'd talked about it before, finding 'the one', someone you clicked with, that just felt right, the way he and Adam did (had? Shiro was still so in love with him it hurt, but when he'd left the planet the love of his life wouldn't even look him in the eye).
Shiro had always hoped that Keith would find that same love, that happiness. (hopefully without the crashing and burning.)
Of course hope and belief are two very different things and Shiro had spent many years reflecting on how rare a love like his and Adams was, he knew it wasn't incredibly likely but he'd still hoped.
Shiro swallowed down the lump of emotions in his throat (he was so goddamn proud of his little boy).
 "You're sure?" he asked, happy tears already springing to his eyes.
Keith just nodded and Shiro noticed he was teary eyed as well. 
Shiro stepped forward to wrap him in a hug smiling at how quickly it was returned. 
"He's my forever Shiro." the younger spoke, slightly muffled, into his chest. As they pulled apart, Shiro was absolutely beaming with pride.
Keith giggled at the expresion before schooling his face into something much more serious. 
"I wanna spend the rest of my life with him" his voice was awestruck as if he couldn't believe he'd truly fallen that deeply in love.
Shiro knew the feeling.
The words caught up to him just a second later. He knew that train of thought. He knew that train of thought very well. Too well. That very same train of thought had led to him proposing at 18 even if Adam didn't actually agree to marry him till they were 26. they'd never regretted marrying young but he now firmly believes they should have waited longer. He wondered if Adam regretted marrying him, regretted loving the one who wouldn't choose his lover over his job.
"You're not allowed to get married till you're 30." he said, voice stern in the way it often had to be when Keith wanted to do something impulsive that he wouldn't regret until very many years in the future.
As his Older Brother it was his responsibility to keep Keith from doing those things at all.
The outrage was evident on Keith's face immediately. "What!? That is such bullshit! You got married at 20 something!"
Shiro sighed, he really should have expected an argument, lord knows that if his father had told him he wasn't allowed to marry Adam he would have had a conniption fit.
"I know you love him but you're both too young." he said hoping his brother would see reason.
"You're a fuckin hypocrite." Keith muttered pouting and glaring like a toddler.
Shiro rolled his eyes before turning around to get them both glasses of water.
Leaning back against the kitchen counter after handing Keith a glass he asked "Do you how many times I proposed to Adam before he actually agreed to marry me?" Shiro knew he'd never mentioned it so unless Adam had at some point brought it up Keith shouldn't know.
Keith’s eyebrows scrunched in confusion as he processed the question. 
"What do you mean how many times you proposed? You proposed to him more than once?"
Shiro chuckled "I probably proposed to him a hundred times before he said yes"
"But.. why? Weren't you guys in love?"
Shrugging Shiro answered "He didn't want to marry young, I accepted that. I did ask him once every year though, just in case he changed his mind."
"Huh" Keith looked as though his whole world had been flipped on its head.
"So.. how many times exactly did you propose?" Keith asked, finally taking a sip of his water.
"Seven."
He very quickly spit out that water.
"SEVEN TIMES!?"
Shiro shrugged again nonchalantly "Yeah, once a year, he didn't say yes till we we're 25, and we didn't actually get married till 26."
Keith continued to stare at him, dumbfounded. 
"Are you telling me." he paused "Are you seriously telling me you started proposing at eighteen?"
Chuckling he grabbed Keith's glass and set it on the counter before pulling him into a hug. 
"That is a story for another time kiddo." Shiro sighed contentedly "you do know how proud of you I am right?"
Keith laughed at him, “Yeah Dad, I know.”
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