even my darkness shines for you
"I like to think of it as a point of pride," Ronin informs his husband as they stroll down the nearest dirt path - because honestly, it doesn't really matter which one they choose. It's up to the Greatwood whether or not they get where they're going. "I recall one bar we went to where they'd already pre-emptively banned us because of our behaviour at other establishments. I think that might have been back when we first moved to Torchline, though. And they would have had a good point." Not the finest point in their lives, but the sting of it has long since faded.
But then Remi's expression and mood are shifting somewhat, and Ronin hugs the other man more tightly against his side, leaning in to press an obnoxious kiss to his unruly curls. "There's no shame in missing it," he assures him, a soft breeze whispering through the trees around them. "And I know what you mean. Back when things felt more simple, even if they probably weren't. Between you and me, I think the trees could never forget you."
But then Remi's expression and mood are shifting somewhat, and Ronin hugs the other man more tightly against his side, leaning in to press an obnoxious kiss to his unruly curls. "There's no shame in missing it," he assures him, a soft breeze whispering through the trees around them. "And I know what you mean. Back when things felt more simple, even if they probably weren't. Between you and me, I think the trees could never forget you."
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