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second prompt fill for my @voltronbingo sheith card for the square support. i’m so so so sorry. this is also for ena @captainsflyboy who floated an idea like this and i said i’d write it, so here’s my two hour effort.
post-series sheith + daughter au | oneshot: 1700 words | heavy angst, tw: discussion of terminal illnesses
He can’t stop tapping his foot.
It must be driving Keith insane, but his husband hasn’t told him off. He hasn’t said anything since they’d reached the office and the nurse went to retrieve the doctor, in fact. Instead, they sit together in silence. Gripping Shiro’s hand that little bit tighter as the seconds go past, Keith just stares straight ahead at the framed certificates boasting of Dr Hendrick’s mastery, and Shiro copies him in attempt to settle the nervous churning of his stomach.
Tap-tap-tap goes his foot. And he can’t stop it.