the baffled king composing hallelujah
"We could have, but then I wouldn't be able to do this," Ronin mumbles, already pressing sleepy, loving kisses against Remi's cheek and the side of his neck. He does fumble with the blanket to draw it back over their laps, as well as grabbing up a large mug of cocoa for them to share. Smiling and pressing Remi's fingers around the mug as well as his own, Ronin peeks up at the alchemist.
"Yes," he says softly, stealing a kiss from his lips. "Yes, this is exactly what true love is. Or if it isn't, then I don't need true love, because what we have is even better." Lifting their hands, Ronin leans in to sip from the cocoa before slouching back again, nuzzling obnoxiously against Remi's unshaven cheek.
"Yes," he says softly, stealing a kiss from his lips. "Yes, this is exactly what true love is. Or if it isn't, then I don't need true love, because what we have is even better." Lifting their hands, Ronin leans in to sip from the cocoa before slouching back again, nuzzling obnoxiously against Remi's unshaven cheek.
