wait it doesnt even read as him taking keith to mcdonalds. it feels more like shiro was out with keith and then saw mcdonalds and now he's going to order two big macs for himself and eat them as keith silently judges his boyfriend asdgfhkl;;
lol ummm it sounds like you were trying to say you wanted 1.5k of chris palmer’s OC mall date shiro??
i hate myself.
The team goes back to the Space Mall, and Shiro lives the teenage dream.
Let’s go to the Space Mall, Coran said. They have a new Earth restaurant, Coran said. It’ll be fun, Coran said.
It’s not fun.
Lance, Hunk, and Pidge are seated at the table next to what is unmistakably a McDonalds. Even in space? Hunk had tsked, and yeah. As much as Lance misses Earth food, there are limits. Whatever they’re serving, it’s probably not cow—or worse, what if it is? Kaltenecker would never forgive him.
It’s hard to muster an appetite
The minute they walked in the doors and Shiro realized that yes, the Space Mall was a mall in the traditional sense, he turned into this:
“Two big macs for only three ninety nine? Oh. My. Gawd.” Shiro grins, playful. "Keith, if I don’t make it out of here, I want you to lead Voltron.“
It feels like a lol should follow it. It feels like Shiro is suddenly the kind of person who would end a spoken sentence in lol.
Keith closes his eyes in evident despair as Shiro’s hand moves up his arm. It’s not the weird, overly familiar shoulder grasp they’re all used to pretending they don’t notice. Instead, it almost looks like he’s trying to hang off Keith’s arm, which he might–might–be able to pull off if he didn’t have fifty pounds and 6 inches on Keith.
“What the fuck,” Lance mutters behind his hand as Shiro leans into Keith, tipping his head to rest against Keith’s shoulder—again, not happening, not when he could just as easily fit Keith’s entire body under his chin. Keith resituates his stance to accommodate the weight and doesn’t quite sigh, though his eyes move up and away like he doesn’t want to acknowledge the situation at all.
No, this isn’t—this isn’t ok, Lance thinks, and catches Hunk and Pidge’s gaze. They nod.
“Ok. Hey, we’re gonna head—“ Lance glances around, trying to find a decent excuse, “—over there! To the bathrooms. All of us. Be right back.” He grabs their arms and runs.
Keith doesn’t acknowledge him, and Shiro is too busy playing with Keith’s hair to do more than smile and nod absently.