even my darkness shines for you
"I'm okay," Ronin whispers, instantly wanting to reassure against any darkness he feels starting to shadow his husband's emotions. "I promise, I'm okay." The words are muffled by the kisses he's already trying to cover the Bastion in, and it's with a laugh caught in his throat that he realises that this still doesn't exactly explain anything. "Vanya is with Mort," he continues. "It's done."
Still radiating light enough to illuminate the entirety of their little space, the newly christened Knight is unsure where to properly start. "Safrin called me. She... she was going to..." His brow furrows, remembering suddenly the direction his life had almost taken, before it doesn't matter. Gods, how good does it feel that it doesn't matter.
"Vi came," he explains, preferring to glaze over the previous unpleasantness. "I... I belong to him now, not to Safrin. It's like you with Ludo, I..." Fuck, I think I'm free.
Still radiating light enough to illuminate the entirety of their little space, the newly christened Knight is unsure where to properly start. "Safrin called me. She... she was going to..." His brow furrows, remembering suddenly the direction his life had almost taken, before it doesn't matter. Gods, how good does it feel that it doesn't matter.
"Vi came," he explains, preferring to glaze over the previous unpleasantness. "I... I belong to him now, not to Safrin. It's like you with Ludo, I..." Fuck, I think I'm free.
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