and my heart ran away with me
Gazing up at the Nova with an expression that's somehow soft despite the tensing of his muscles, Remi lets his gaze sift softly over features he knows so intimately and yet greedily soaks in just the same. The blue of Ronin's eyes had once simply been the colour of the ocean in Northaven. Had the Nova never died it might always have stayed that way, but as he had, it hadn't, and so started a spectrum of colour that was as informed by their shared history as it was shaped by it. Now, nearly sun-blinded and seeing both metaphorical stars as well as literal ones, as Remi gazed into his husband's eyes he saw only the man who had once emerged naked from the sea; an act which had spawned a thousand memories after it.
"It is unfair that there are not better words for this." Remi agrees, and though one of his hands remains possessively clawed against his husband's ass, the other turns feather-light in its wanderings up the Nova's side. 'All the I love yous will never be enough."
"It is unfair that there are not better words for this." Remi agrees, and though one of his hands remains possessively clawed against his husband's ass, the other turns feather-light in its wanderings up the Nova's side. 'All the I love yous will never be enough."
remi
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.







