honey, you're familiar like my mirror years ago
"If it breaks, we'll take it up with the management." The House of Midnight was meant to provide the sorts of experiences that no where else could, memory-tables and all. Not wanting to think about either Sunjata or Hotaru (and certainly not wanting Ronin to think of the Valkyrie either), Remi rises as well and laces his fingers through his husband's.
"If only I'd known how soon my dreams would come true." He murmurs, the sentimentality and sweetness in his voice absolutely belonging to the man who had once lived in this room. "And that in the end, you would still be better than all of them."
So saying, Remi presses his fingertips against Ronin's chest with all the slow trepidation he might once have at least dreamed of doing. Letting them rise until he was able to cup the Knight's cheeks in his palms, he drew their mouth together in a kiss that would have rendered him a ball of heaving feathers years before.
What the pair did later, not even younger-Remi would have been capable of dreaming up.
~FIN
"If only I'd known how soon my dreams would come true." He murmurs, the sentimentality and sweetness in his voice absolutely belonging to the man who had once lived in this room. "And that in the end, you would still be better than all of them."
So saying, Remi presses his fingertips against Ronin's chest with all the slow trepidation he might once have at least dreamed of doing. Letting them rise until he was able to cup the Knight's cheeks in his palms, he drew their mouth together in a kiss that would have rendered him a ball of heaving feathers years before.
What the pair did later, not even younger-Remi would have been capable of dreaming up.
~FIN
idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on its sword
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.
