[Shiro has always been fascinated with his son and watching him. Granted, it was easier when Lance was a baby and didn't move quite so fast but even now, watching that little sleeping face it more then enough to fill his heart up to overflow and make the thick weight in his chest feel good.
He thinks Lance might end up with his mother's nose. He's already got her eyes...
He's so small...
So small and squirmy and Shiro's lips soften into a dopey smile as he watches his son first twist and then turn and then the little mouth splits into a huge yawn. He's well aware of what's coming next so he shuts his eyes and schools his face into slackness, well aware that his son is checking on him.
Most of Shiro's only moments of peace these days are with his son. he's in no hurry to pass one by. But he also likes to soft jokes and so, after a moment, he squints one eyes open at Lance. Checking.
we'll die happy
He thinks Lance might end up with his mother's nose. He's already got her eyes...
He's so small...
So small and squirmy and Shiro's lips soften into a dopey smile as he watches his son first twist and then turn and then the little mouth splits into a huge yawn. He's well aware of what's coming next so he shuts his eyes and schools his face into slackness, well aware that his son is checking on him.
Most of Shiro's only moments of peace these days are with his son. he's in no hurry to pass one by. But he also likes to soft jokes and so, after a moment, he squints one eyes open at Lance. Checking.