the things we hold are always the first to go
Remi blushed and Ronin smiled roguishly; he never tired of seeing it, in truth, even though his lover had to actually look away to keep a hold of himself. Of course, that meant Ronin definitely leant in to press a kiss to Remi's temple, hoping to fluster the alchemist even more. "I thought, as proposals went, it was perfect," he informed him with a casual shrug. "You didn't have to say I love you. I knew. I'll always know."
They headed towards the hill where, once upon a time, he had placed Vanya upon a pyre and watched her up into the stars. Now they could go and watch her there any time - and where once the place had cut him to the quick, now it seemed to bring him peace. Ronin snorted as Remi reeled off his list of names, the ex-captain raising his eyebrows at him.
"A few huh?" he echoed. "Now they're going to start expecting us to plan things, you know."
They headed towards the hill where, once upon a time, he had placed Vanya upon a pyre and watched her up into the stars. Now they could go and watch her there any time - and where once the place had cut him to the quick, now it seemed to bring him peace. Ronin snorted as Remi reeled off his list of names, the ex-captain raising his eyebrows at him.
"A few huh?" he echoed. "Now they're going to start expecting us to plan things, you know."
