[SE] i've been an angel all year

wild in the silence; no way to make it right

I'd like the dance.

Gasping as if startled by the sudden lips against his temple, the Bastion reaches out to snag his arms around Ronin's waist and draw him near. "I think what you meant to say, was that was a wonderful story and that I am 100% right." He suggests in a singsong voice before releasing the Knight.

"What, like kissing old widows beneath the mistletoe?" Raising his eyebrows thoughtfully as if imagining doing just that, the Bastion shrugs. "I was actually thinking of trying my hand at some knitting. The weavers make it look awfully simple, and though I am sure it isn't, I feel as though I have subtly been banned from helping to decorate."

Filling up his wine glass properly, Remi pauses as he heads out toward their little porch. "You know, in the spirit of truth-telling, if you ever did miss sleeping with women, or anyone other than me, you could tell me, you know." Keeping his voice soft enough to impart the genuineness of the offer while not wanting to turn the moment into something unnecessarily serious, the Bastion sipped thoughtfully at his wine. "Just so you know."

THE BASTION

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