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#me not holding a pigeon right now is biphobic
pandastix123 · 7 years
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Family AU: I'm Always Right Here:
(The songs I listened to while writing this, the reunion lullaby from Island Princess and Baby Mine.) ~~~~~~~ "WAAAAAH! WAAAAH!" A piercing cry came from the end of the hall. "Hu?!" Shiro sprung out of bed, kicking the sheets off and making a break for one of the bedrooms. "DON'T WORRY! DADDY'S ON HIS WAY!" "WAAAAAHH!" Shiro practically slid into Keith's room. Keith was buried in his red blankets, and by the urgency in his cry, Keith was having a nightmare. "Daddy, Keef's being lowd." Lance whined from the doorway. "I know buddy. I'll deal with it. Just go back to sleep." Shiro whispered. "OK." Lance went back to the bedroom he shared with Hunk, dragging his blue lion by the arm. "Shhhhh. Its all right. Everything's gonna be okay." Shiro whispered, rubbing Keith's back. Keith's cries began to die down. "Hold me, pwees." Keith asked, his little arms outstretched, tiny hands opening and closing in demand. Shiro sat the toddler on his lap, cradling Keith's upper half. Shiro repositioned himself so that he had one leg tucked underneath the other. Rocking his son gently back and forth. "You're safe here kiddo. Daddy's got you. You're gonna be alright." He whispered intothe top of Keith's head. ~~~~~~ "But I don't wanna!" Keith protested, crossing his arms and stamping his foot. "I know that this all sounds a bit scary, Keith. But its necessary." Shiro said, slowly. "BUT I DONWANNA!" Keith screamed. Shiro tilted his head back, pinching the bridge of his nose. 'I'm dealing with the universe's most stubborn 6 year old.' He thought. "I donwanna. I'm not sick. I donwanna." Keith sobbed, sitting under the dinning table, hugging his knees. Shiro sighed, got down on all fours and crawled over to the table. "Hey buddy. Listen, I know, I know that this is frightening. But listen to me-" "MHM!" Keith squeaked, turning his back to his father. "Keith... Listen to me; I know that this is scary. But you're sick, and the only way you are going to get better is if you let the doctors operate on you, little cub." "But I'm not sick, daddy." Keith said, right before hacking up something awful. Shiro reached under the table and scooped the little one up. Crossing his legs, Shiro sat on the dining room floor, cradling his crying child. "I'd never let the doctors do anything to hurt you, Keith. But I also don't want you to get so sick that you can't live with us anymore." He looked down at his son. "You don't want to have to live at the hospital, do you?" Keith sniffled and shook his head. "So will you let the doctors remove the bad things from your lungs?" Keith nodded. "Good boy." Shiro held him closer and began rocking the crying child in his arms. ~~~~~ "Well if you don't want to tell me what's going on with you-" "I like boys." Keith said quickly. Shiro turned around, that was clearly not the answer he was expecting. "But I also like girls. I..." Keith started breathing quickly and heavily. "I just... I don't know what's wrong with me. I... I just..." Keith huddled into a ball, bringing his knees to his chest, clutching his head tight in his hands. "Its just who you are son." Shiro said softly. "You can't help it." Kneeling in front of Keith, gently stroking his son's dark hair. "Why can't this be simple?" Keith sobbed. "I never asked to be this way! I don't want to be like this. I just want things to be easy!" "Honey, life isn't easy. We don't get to choose who we are, how we feel, who we love. Its just what who we are." Shiro explained. Keith cried into his arms, which were now crossed over his knees. Shiro sat next to him on the couch and placed his boy in his lap. Resting a cheek on Keith's head, Shiro hummed soothingly. "You're only 11, you've still got a lot more life to live." ~~~~~ "Don't you dare blue shell me, Pidge! Don't you dare!" Shiro warned. "Too bad! So sad! You're a lame dad!" Pidge cheered. Shiro would've won, had it not been for the doorbell ringing. "Pause the game please, Pigeon." Shiro said as he got up to answer the door. "Sure thing." He opened the door to find Keith standing on the other side, looking about to cry. "Keith, what happened to your date with Becky?" Shiro asked. Keith pushed past his father. "It just didn't work out okay?" Keith grumbled, walking to kitchen. "Is Keith back?" Hunk asked, making his way down the stairs, Lance following closely behind. "I wanna hear everything! Like why Becky Jaspers decided to go out with you." Lance said. Everyone was in the kitchen. "There's really nothing to tell. It didn't last very long." Keith explained, eating the chocolate ice cream straight from the plastic container. "Keith Akira-Jackson Shirogane, how many times have I told you not to do that?" Shiro scolded. Keith looked his father dead in the eyes and threw the spoon into the sink and sloppily put the ice cream away. "Even when I'm hurting you can't let me have anything." Keith muttered. "What was that?" Shiro raised an eyebrow. "NOTHING!" Keith shouted, stomping up to his room. The bedroom door slammed shut and locked. "He does remember that we share a room, yes?" Hunk asked no one in particular. "You three stay down here," Shiro said. "I'm gonna get to the bottom of this." *** Shiro knocked on the bedroom door. "GO AWAY!" Keith shouted over the blarring music. "No, let me talk to you." "What part of 'go away' do you not understand?!" "You do NOT speak to me that way, boy. Now let me inside this instant." The music cut off and Keith unlocked the door. He opened the door and flopped back onto his bed. Buring his face in his red pillows. "Now what's going on? What happened to your date with Becky? I thought you really liked that girl." Shiro asked. "Iznufin." Keith mumbled into his pillow. "What's that?" "IT'S NOTHING!" Keith yelled. "There's no need to yell." Shiro said as he sat at the foot of Keith's bed. They were both silent for a few moments. Shiro looked around and something on a shelf caught his eye. Sitting slumped in the middle of about a dozen fencing trophies was Keith's plush red lion. "Would you feel more comfortable telling Red?" Shiro asked, hopping the lion to the side of Keith's face. "Dad...." Keith groaned. "I'm not a little kid anymore." "You'll be my little kid." Shiro smiled. Keith sat up and exhaled. "Becky said she couldn't date someone like me." "What do you mean, 'like you'?" Shiro asked, completely confused. "Like me, dad. A bisexual. Becky doesn't feel comfortable dating someone who plays for both teams." He explained. "Oh god, what's wrong with me?!" Keith threw his head into his hands. "Nothing's wrong with you, son. Becky Jaspers is just a dirty biphobe." Shiro said as he wrapped an arm around his son. "Dad...." Keith raised his head, slightly chuckling. "Its the truth. And if she can't see past one little thing about you, Keith, well then she's not worth your time." "Thanks dad." Keith threw his arms around his dad's waist, pulling him into a hug. ~~~~~ "Hey dad, I need a place to crash. Just for a couple days." Keith was now 22, apparently ran away from California back to Virginia. *** "Not that I'm not happy to see you lion cub, but what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at school?" Shiro asked. "Yeah," he sighed. "I just needed to get away for a few days. Figure things out, you know?" "Are you reconsidering your major? Do you not want to do film anymore?" "No, no it's not that. Its just, dad, I don't know what I'm doing with my life. By my age, you were already a CIA agent." Keith began to break down. "Sometimes... Sometimes I look at myself and my accomplishments, and I feel like a failure next to you. Next to the other four." "Keith Shirogane, you are not a failure. Not in the slightest." Shiro disagreed. "Then why do I feel like one?!" Keith slammed his head down on the counter top. Shiro walked over to be behind him. Rubbing his back, "Shhhh. I know. I know its stressful. But I'm right here. I'm always gonna be right here."
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