I swear I still believe but I don't know
No, don't-- Ronin might have pleaded if Remi had tried to step away properly, and though he moves gingerly, he does relax when he's convinced the other man isn't going anywhere. "I'll be fine," he mumbles. "Isn't anything that'll kill me." And I feel like I deserve it, he might have added, but as Remi has already surmised from their somewhat masochistic similarities, it hardly needs to be said out loud. "Shame it happened before we could clean this place up, though. I wouldn't have said no to sitting inside for a bit." And pretending they were still hiding from the world as they had done in that year after the war.
"If he flirted with me, I have forgotten what flirting is meant to look like," he says dryly. Certainly there had been no attempts to charm or seduce the item out of his grasp, if that's what Remi means.
Content to be clutched closer, Ronin nuzzles against the strong line of Remi's jaw, feeling briefly as though he, too, would like to nestle himself the other man's bones to rest for a while. "Who needs quests? We can just keep throwing power at it. Maybe it'll explode, or sink into the sea forever. Who knows?"
"If he flirted with me, I have forgotten what flirting is meant to look like," he says dryly. Certainly there had been no attempts to charm or seduce the item out of his grasp, if that's what Remi means.
Content to be clutched closer, Ronin nuzzles against the strong line of Remi's jaw, feeling briefly as though he, too, would like to nestle himself the other man's bones to rest for a while. "Who needs quests? We can just keep throwing power at it. Maybe it'll explode, or sink into the sea forever. Who knows?"
the white knight
