even my darkness shines for you
Effortlessly trusting of his husband - for better or for worse as the case may currently be - of course the blindfolded Knight takes a comically large step over absolutely nothing as he's ferried along the beach. "If you have taken us all across this sand just to unblindfold me back at the boat..." Trailing off into a laugh, Ronin both does and doesn't expect Remi to have done just that.
Still, as they finally fall to a stop and he's allowed to remove his blindfold, the Knight finds himself blinking into the sudden light and having to wait until his eyes adjust before he can fully comprehend what the other man has arranged. "Is that...?" It's a canvas. Ronin, the artist, knows very well that it's a gigantic canvas, and it's with slowly dawning delight on his face that he realises what it might possible be used for.
"You didn't," he whispers, hooking an arm around Remi's waist to tug him close against his side, blue eyes alight with mischief. "In public?"
Still, as they finally fall to a stop and he's allowed to remove his blindfold, the Knight finds himself blinking into the sudden light and having to wait until his eyes adjust before he can fully comprehend what the other man has arranged. "Is that...?" It's a canvas. Ronin, the artist, knows very well that it's a gigantic canvas, and it's with slowly dawning delight on his face that he realises what it might possible be used for.
"You didn't," he whispers, hooking an arm around Remi's waist to tug him close against his side, blue eyes alight with mischief. "In public?"
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