[SE] i've been an angel all year

wild in the silence; no way to make it right

Peering down the front of Ronin's pants for an entirely different reason, the Bastion laughed softly as he gave his head a little shake. "Picture this," He whispers as his fingers run along the top of Ronin's waistband. "You are out walking through the market on a chilly day, and you see some old woman, shopping alone. You know she is a widow. You walk up to her, say, excuse me young lady, before holding up the mistletoe." All of this is told with the sort of pacing of a Christmas carol.

"Now, you look me right in the eyes and tell me that is not exactly the sort of thing you would do, and why you would carry mistletoe around." The Bastion challenges in a soft voice as he raises his eyebrows. Gods, the worst best part was how easily he could actually see Ronin doing it. Just White Knighting around, charming the pants off of anyone foolish enough to look into his eyes for more than just a split second.

THE BASTION

i’ve been chasin the storm of a lovesick lonely lie