RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
"Oh? Is that a hint?" Ronin smiles softly up at his husband, busy trying to clean some of the blood from his chest from the injuries he's successfully managed to dress. "Third time's the charm and all that." Leaning into the gentle touch to his hair, the Nova reaches out to gently snag at the more mischievous of Remi's hands, pressing kisses against his knuckles to prevent the sneaky untying of his bandages.
"You will be doing no such thing," he continues, of Remi dreaming here, there, or anywhere, and he only releases his hand so he can reach for the liquor. Taking a hefty swig for himself and then offering it out to the other man, he lets out a long, long sigh. "I don't mind, no. Just... give me a second." His smile is a fragile thing, the Nova leaning in for a moment to rest his forehead against Remi's knee.
He hates that the Lullaby will be able to feel so clearly as panic tries to seize him and Ronin tries to fight it back, but gods, he doesn't want to let the other man go for even a moment.
"You will be doing no such thing," he continues, of Remi dreaming here, there, or anywhere, and he only releases his hand so he can reach for the liquor. Taking a hefty swig for himself and then offering it out to the other man, he lets out a long, long sigh. "I don't mind, no. Just... give me a second." His smile is a fragile thing, the Nova leaning in for a moment to rest his forehead against Remi's knee.
He hates that the Lullaby will be able to feel so clearly as panic tries to seize him and Ronin tries to fight it back, but gods, he doesn't want to let the other man go for even a moment.
show me your darkness.
