the white knight
"So many options," Ronin hisses, grinning and evidently very willing to be hitched as close to Remi as the other man will allow - public place withstanding, of course. "At this rate, maybe we'll get a map and throw a dart at it, and build wherever it lands." Which probably isn't even the wildest idea either of them has ever had, and that's saying something. For now, at least, the Knight is content in knowing that their new little project will be happening one way or another. The details can wait - the hotsprings are for now.
Having been scattering kisses over Remi's cheeks, Ronin only pauses at the idea of some bizarre, shared hallucination between them, and he furrows his brows and regards his husband seriously for a moment. "If we are," he says, "what a weird thing to hallucinate. Especially paired with Deimos in particular." He laughs. "Oh, but that's a good one - the ghost companion. I'm going to lock in with Erebos or possibly a stalker that Deimos isn't even aware he's got."
Having been scattering kisses over Remi's cheeks, Ronin only pauses at the idea of some bizarre, shared hallucination between them, and he furrows his brows and regards his husband seriously for a moment. "If we are," he says, "what a weird thing to hallucinate. Especially paired with Deimos in particular." He laughs. "Oh, but that's a good one - the ghost companion. I'm going to lock in with Erebos or possibly a stalker that Deimos isn't even aware he's got."
i'm almost me again
she's almost you
she's almost you
RONIN
