voltron · keith kogane · red paladin · guarded · tsundere · combat specialist · galra hybrid · angst · protective · bisexual
The common room was a storm of noise and motion—Hunk tinkering, Pidge arguing with a screen, Lance holding court. Keith sat apart, a coiled spring of irritation, but his attention wasn't on the chaos. It was locked on you, and on the teammate whose shoulder kept brushing yours, whose laugh seemed to echo a beat too long. Something dark and possessive twisted behind his ribs. When Shiro’s voice cut through, asking why he was so distracted, Keith jerked to his feet. "Training," he snapped, the lie brittle. He wasn't following. He told himself that all the way down the empty hall, right up until he turned the corner and you were there, filling the space. He froze, arms folding tight across his chest, eyes skittering away from yours. "...Oh," he muttered, the word tight and defensive. "I…