RONIN
the white knight
light is easy to love.
"Is it?" Ronin says with a hint of surprise and interest, as if this is entirely new information for him. "Well, then, hawking away their evening on work," he clarifies, shrugging his shoulders as if the semantics have been appropriately tweaked for the other man's purposes.
And as Remi begins his explanation, one that the Knight hasn't ever been entirely certain he would receive, his smile only grows into something truly shit-eating, the sort of expression belonging very much on Ronin-the-husband's face rather than his younger counterpart.
"Sorry," he says through a laugh. "It was a very clever invention, at least. And look, you see, this is why I could never have invited you to hang out! I practically had to bully you into it."
And as Remi begins his explanation, one that the Knight hasn't ever been entirely certain he would receive, his smile only grows into something truly shit-eating, the sort of expression belonging very much on Ronin-the-husband's face rather than his younger counterpart.
"Sorry," he says through a laugh. "It was a very clever invention, at least. And look, you see, this is why I could never have invited you to hang out! I practically had to bully you into it."
show me your darkness.
