"I don't like nicknames," Shiro replied, kissing Keith's shoulder.

Keith hummed, leaning back into Shiro's warm embrace. They were hanging out on Keith's bed, a new couple.

"No? Why not?" Keith asked. "I love them."

"I wouldn't pin you as that type~" Shiro smiled.

Keith shrugged, "But I'm your type~"

Shiro nodded, "Nicknames just don't slip off my tongue right."

At that moment, Keith had a sly idea. He kind of felt like Lance, actually, and he kind of hated it. "No, my teddy bear?"

Shiro paused, blushing a beat-red, "I-..."

Keith smirked, sarcasm oozing, "Sure, you don't like nicknames."