#hayden are we on bestie terms yet. i feel like we are but feel free to correct me if im wrong

[astralscrivener]

30 + ship of your choice?

well it took me 500 years but i finally did it!! it's a voltron ship tho. sorry bestie. i just love these sad guys

30. Desperate kiss (Adashi)

           This is a familiar scenario.

           An eternity away, a different time, a nearby place.

           Shiro is leaving, and Adam is staying, and Shiro is going to die, and Adam won’t be by his side.

           He was always meant to die in the unending void of space. This time, he isn’t chasing glory—he’s chasing peace, even though doing so will leave Adam bereft of it for the rest of his life. Though, Shiro hopes it won’t. He hopes Adam will move on. Adam deserves happiness, yet he keeps choosing Shiro.

           Adam was always meant to be on Earth. He was always the grounded one, anyway. The rational thinker. And he thinks going to die in space is fucking stupid, because there must be some other way, but this time they both know: this is the only way.

           They don’t approach it with the anguish and hotheadedness of two men in their early twenties who still think that there might be something beyond this. That there might be hope. This time, there is only resignation. Acceptance.

           Years ago, the night before a mission like this, Shiro slept alone in a cold bed.

           This time, he sits at the edge of it as Adam leans in, and he leans in, and they meet in the middle. For the first time since before Kerberos, they meet in the goddamn middle.

           It starts gentle. Shiro intends to keep it that way for all of five seconds before Adam changes the angle, and noses smush into cheeks, and his glasses go askew. After that, all bets are off. Everything matters, and then, after tomorrow, for Shiro, none of it will.

           He kisses Adam with ferocity. Kisses him with years’ worth of missed opportunities and seemingly lost chances. Kisses him with a lifetime they won’t be able to have. Adam gasps, and he swallows it.

           Adam kisses him back just as intensely, hands fumbling to get Shiro’s bulletproof vest off, fingers tearing at the shirt underneath. He won’t be needing it, anyway.

           “Please,” Adam whispers insistently, already knowing Shiro can’t do what he asks of him, “don’t go. Not again.”

           “I’m right here,” Shiro replies in the breath between kisses, because it’s all he can say. It’s the truth, for now. Tomorrow, he’s leaving. The team is leaving for a mission they won’t come back from, but right now, Adam has him. And maybe, for now, that can be enough.

 kiss meme!