Title: Dead Boy Walking Fandom: Voltron Pairing: Sheith Rating: Explicit Additional Tags: Sheith Big

Title: Dead Boy Walking
Fandom:Voltron
Pairing:Sheith
Rating:Explicit
Additional Tags: Sheith Big Bang, HS AU, Blasphemy, Consensual Undereage Sex, Religious Guilt, Unsafe Sex, Coming Out

Fic Summary:Objectively, Keith Kogane should have had exactly zero shot at someone like Takashi Shirogane. The guy was a complete overachiever, a twelfth grade honour student, star of the football team, and overall Good Catholic Boy right down to the purity ring adorning his finger. But Keith couldn’t get him out of his head. Ever since the guy had stuck up for Keith when he was being hassled for being gay by some kids on the basketball team, Keith had just found Shiro fascinating. And… Shiro seemed to like him, seemed to like talking to him, didn’t seem anything like the other guys and girls in that little pretentious chastity circle. So fuck it, right? You never know until you try, right? Well, Keith was damn sure going to try.

Oh boy this fic has been an adventure. So,  once upon a time, a great many months ago, I was listening to Dead Girl Walking from the Heathers soundtrack and this idea popped into my head. One very short idea jamming session later, I shoved it into my google doc of ideas and forgot about it. Then the @sheithbigbang rolled around. And I decided to dig this concept out, dust it off, and turn it into this.

Special thanks to Bel for beta'ing this.
Special thanks to my artists for blessing my eyeballs with their quality content and for their patience in working with my space case timeline.

Art by the lovely Uni on his blog here: https://oneveryhornyunicorn.tumblr.com/post/177875754443/dead-boy-walking-by-hedonistink-objectively

There was no way Keith had a chance. Not with Takashi Shirogane. The dude was the poster child of best behaviour. He was the literal top of his class overachiever honor student purity ring-wearing Catholic boy. He went to youth group after church every Sunday for years and now he taught the thing. From what Keith had heard, the guy barely ever even kissed his cheerleader girlfriends. He probably couldn’t even masturbate without Catholic Guilt.

Objectively speaking, Keith should have had exactly zero shot at Takashi Shirogane. So why was he marching across the guy’s lawn and debating climbing his trellis at well past eleven at night?

Well, because sometimes you just have to go for it.

That, and the fact that there was a very good chance on Monday he was going to be expelled. There was a ‘disciplinary meeting’ scheduled for him and with how many times he’d gotten in trouble already, it would be a fucking miracle if they gave him another shot. But so what? So he would be sent to some kind of correctional school to try to turn him into a 'functional and successful’ member of society.

So maybe, just maybe, he wanted to prove just how fucked up 'functional and successful’ society was. And if he could screw his crush in the process, well that would just prove he didn’t need to prove himself to them because they were just as fucked up as he was.

He had a countdown clock on his head but that didn’t mean he was going down without a fight.

Thirty hours to live, how shall I spend them?

The lyric blasting through Keith’s earbuds fueled his motivation and his dedication to his cause.

It wasn’t like he didn’t know where Shiro lived. More than a few parties had happened at the Shirogane house. Sure, he’d never been the one to technically *throw* the parties as far as Keith had heard but his parents were frequently out of town and his girlfriends 'decided’ that Shiro was going to host.

Keith wondered if they only did it hoping to get him drunk and take his v-card. Idiots. They didn’t know a damn thing about Shiro if that’s what they thought.

Keith’s plan was far more simple than that. Takashi Shirogane was a good guy, a kind man, and Keith had suffered from holding a torch for the guy for well over a year since he was a fourteen year old freshman and Shiro had stepped in on his behalf to tell some jerks to back off of harassing him.

Now he was two years older, fresh on the other side of his sixteenth birthday, and determined to seduce the most unattainable guy in school, and a senior, at that, not to mention… straight. But hey, an ass was an ass, right? It wasn’t like he needed to date the guy—nice as that would be, Keith wasn’t totally delusional to think that Shiro would be into him like that. He was straight. And that was fine. But at least Keith could be his first.

If tonight went the way he hoped it would.

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