( OPEN ) don't let the sound of your own wheels make you crazy

[bayarm]

WHO: shiro & various
WHERE: around bajikan
WHEN: spread over the duration of the fleet's stay in orbit
WHAT: shiro has a series of Good Days™
WARNINGS: naps happen. and an awkward boner, too.

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[bayarm]

[ he wouldn't want her to suggest it or consider it. there's no replacing family, especially not one as closely-knit as hers had been. he remembers how fond sam and matt had talked about her. ]

We were going to, you know. After coming back from the mission. Sam said we should all celebrate at your place, that there'd be a big dinner. [ his tone grows a little wistful as he imagines it. he's too sleepy, too far removed from most emotion by the distance of near-sleep to really feel sad that none of them ever returned from kerberos, that they never got the opportunity. right now, with katie holt a warm weight against his side, it's just nice to imagine what could have been, the welcome of her family, the food and conversation. ]

[sweatysometimes]

[Pidge feels... safe. Normally she's too wound up to feel that way. There are Galra to worry about, things to work on. At this moment, though... Everything is great. She sighs quietly into Shiro's arm, drowsy. Pidge wavers in and out of sleep.]

I can just see you sitting at the kitchen table.

[She murmurs a happy, quiet little affirmation. The thought of them all together and happy buoys her spirit.]

When we get back, we'll do it for real.

[bayarm]

[ even though this part of the universe is galra-free, if it's the same universe at all, there is so much to worry about still: not fighting the galra is on that list, the murders aboard the eluvio, too—but right now, shiro can't muster up the energy to be worried at all. he's warm and relaxed, eyes already closed even as he still mumbles his response. ]

We'll get them back, you know. We'll find them. And then we'll have that dinner.

[sweatysometimes]

Promise?

[Normally, she wouldn't ask. Normally, she's too withdrawn. Normally, she does her best to make sure she's self-reliant. But just in this moment, she can ask for reassurance, right? Her hand finds his and squeezes tight.]

Don't lose anymore arms, either.

[bayarm]

[ normally, she wouldn't ask, and normally, shiro wouldn't promise anything that he isn't entirely sure he can keep. normally, he would promise to try his best—but right now, it feels like the most natural thing in the world to briefly tighten his arm around her. ] Yeah, I promise.

[ and, as rueful as one can sound while on the verge of falling asleep: ] Wasn't planning to.

[sweatysometimes]

Good. Good.

[Pidge yawns again. It a small, almost kittenish sound. Settles into the crook of his arm. It's so easy to just lay here and slowly drift off to sleep.]

We're gonna make it.

[bayarm]

Hmhm. [ it's not shiro's most eloquent reply ever, just a hummed confirmation. they are going to make it. that's the last thought he has before sleep finally takes over, his warm settling more heavily over pidge's side as his muscles relax in sleep. ]