When they came for him, Shiro had his hands raised. The robots circled around, guns leveled, lights glowing. Shiro held his right arm up at shoulder height, hand empty, fingers splayed. His other arm was still supporting Lance’s head, but he pushed his open hand above water to show that he posed no threat. His entire body was wracked with tension as he half-hunched over Lance, his face pulled into a grimace. He was heaving for breath, his back pulsing up and down. The terror was like a living thing, eating out his insides and rattling his brain, but he had to endure. Just for a little while, he told himself. Just for a little while.
Full view the heck out of this one for me, would ya? Lol. Another fanart of Boom Crash the Sound of My Ship by @maychorian because I wasn’t kidding when I said I’m in deep lol. This one’s from ch12.