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Shiro twiddled the bayard in his hand, feeling the weight and the energy that it emanated.
Zarkon’s bayard.
He snorted.
He could almost hear Keith’s voice correcting him and saying “You mean, your bayard?”. At least the thought made him smile.
Shiro stared at the bayard, studying the black and white colours, the curves and the slight vibration it had.
The Black bayard.
It felt like a small sacrilege to call it his.
Especially because he couldn’t use it as a weapon.
No, really.
The only thing his bayard would turn into was a shield.
A silly shield!
Shiro groaned and activated the bayard again, but the result was just the same as before: and energy shield in black and white. He sighed and deactivated it.
He heard Keith chuckling and he raised his eyes.
Keith leaned by the bedroom door with his arms crossed over his chest and looked at Shiro with fondness.
- Are you still brooding over your bayard?
Shiro frowned his lips.
- I’m not brooding.
The other snorted.
- Of course not, handsome. – he replied with irony and amusement – You’re just staring very hard at your bayard and pouting.
- I’m not pouting! – Shiro complained.
Keith laughed and Shiro glared at him.
Gracefully, Keith walked towards his lover and sat on his lap like a spoiled cat.
- Don’t you worry your pretty little mind, Takashi. – he said with a gentle smile – It’s still pretty cool that you got a shield.
- Says the man who got a sword. – Shiro couldn’t help but sulk.
His hands rested on Keith’s hips by instinct (even if his left hand still held the bayard) and Keith wrapped his arms around his neck.
Keith hummed.
- You already have a weapon, so it’s fair that you’ve got a shield.
- We all already have shields.
- A better shield. – he rolled his eyes.
Shiro sighed.
- Still, no warrior and no leader were known to have only a shield!
Keith quirked one eyebrow up.
- Is that all this is all about? That you don’t look cool with a shield?
Shiro blushed and looked away.
His boyfriend laughed.
- Oh my god, Shiro!
- Stop laughing!
He pushed him from his lap so Keith fell into the bed, still laughing.
- Ha. Ha. Very funny. - he pouted.
Keith grinned and sat back.
- Hey, don’t be so grumpy. You still looks cool.
Shiro only puffed annoyed.
Keith continued.
- You’re like… Like… - he beamed – You’re like Captain America!
- Huh? – he blinked in confusion.
Still smiling, Keith pulled his face for a kiss.
- You’re our great leader, you give the best motivational speeches and your ass looks great in spandex. – he grinned like a Cheshire cat – And now you have a shield. You’re definitely Captain America!
Shiro blushed again and snorted.
- I’m probably more like the Winter Soldier.
- Nah. – Keith chuckled – You’d look terrible with smeared make up.
He kissed Shiro one last time before he got up from the bed.
- If you’re done with your brooding, Hunk made us some new milkshake flavours. You better run, Cap, before Lance and Allura drink them all.
Shiro pouted again.
- I’m not brooding!
But Keith was already walking away, still grinning.
- Aye, Captain.
Shiro snorted and stared at his bayard one last time before chuckling and following his boyfriend.
Maybe his beyard being a shield wasn’t so bad after all…