how could I freeze when you're hotter than hell?

i've hidden all my fears in a book for only my eyes to see

Remi’s lips twitch into a grin as Ronin leans in and seals their shared agreement with a kiss to his cheek. "Mmhmm," he hums, feigning deep contemplation. "Though I’d be careful calling yourself right too often. You’ll give the trees ideas." A leaf drifts down from the canopy overhead as if in emphasis, brushing past his shoulder before catching gently in Ronin’s hair. Remi doesn’t point it out—he just leaves it there, glittering like some accidental coronation.

"Still, I suppose if we are banned from the bar, we can always claim it’s treason," he adds dryly, though there’s laughter in his voice. No doubt their daughter would probably happily have them invoke her name in such a way.

But his words lose their edge the moment Ronin’s hand grabs at him leaving the Bastion hissing in a breath of surprise followed by a scandalised, delighted laugh as he twists toward his husband. "Ronin," he hisses, though he doesn’t pull away in the slightest. "We’re in the middle of a sentient forest." Not that it’s ever stopped them before. Still, his voice lowers with exaggerated propriety. "Where are your manners?"

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