[se] wild in the silence

wild in the silence; no way to make it right

Unable to help himself, Remi slips into the usual cadence of their shitfuckery such that the raise of his eyebrows and the tilt of his head is entirely boyish and skeptical as if to say well... It was Leafchange after all, and Remi could think of any number of reasons both big and small over which Ronin could be angry. The laughter on his lips stings, and almost immediately Remi finds himself clearing his throat and swallowing.

Pressing himself firmly against his husband as if the ground might suddenly fall out beneath them or if he was about to do something as foolish as reach into The Core once again, Remi's fingers reach out to clasp the huntsman's shoulders to draw them all the tightly together. The anger and heat that pulse from Ronin somehow relax the Lullaby, who was finding himself all the more unmoored by his husband's understanding. "I do not want to go anywhere right now, especially not without you." He whispers into Ronin's collar.

"Honestly..I do not know if I want to go at all." The admission is a soft one, though the words had tumbled around Remi's mind for so long that day that saying them finally felt anticlimactic. Pulling back just enough to be able to see the silvery light from Ronin's antlers reflected in the huntsman's dark eyes. 'How could I?'

THE LULLABY

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