even my darkness shines for you
"I was hoping you would," Ronin murmurs, and though no tears have fallen, even the prospect of them has the Knight cupping his husband's cheeks as if he might kiss away every mark of bittersweetness that escapes. "But if you need convincing, I can always beg your forgiveness." In more ways than one, even if Ronin is too scatterbrained currently for even the idea of sex to keep his focus for more than a few seconds at a time.
Scoffing and drawing the Bastion back against him, Ronin holds him for a long, warm moment. He doesn't say it - I think everything will be alright after all - because men like the Taliesins know better than to tempt fate - but the sentiment is there nonetheless.
"Oh, nothing so important," he whispers, of his role for Vi, smooching a kiss against Remi's cheek for good measure. "I am but a lowly knight. I'll still be looking for you to look after me."
Scoffing and drawing the Bastion back against him, Ronin holds him for a long, warm moment. He doesn't say it - I think everything will be alright after all - because men like the Taliesins know better than to tempt fate - but the sentiment is there nonetheless.
"Oh, nothing so important," he whispers, of his role for Vi, smooching a kiss against Remi's cheek for good measure. "I am but a lowly knight. I'll still be looking for you to look after me."
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