RONIN
Unable to help it - due to their proximity and Remi's magic, Ronin is awash with his husband's feelings whether he likes it or not - a soft laugh rumbles up in his chest, heat flushing across his cheeks. Were they not so thoroughly wrapped up in one another he might have childishly elbowed Remi for his trouble, but as it stands, instead Ronin leans in to rest his head on his husband's shoulder. "If I were half as wonderful as you make me out to be in your mind's eye, our lives ought to have been much more simple," he points out, voice a little muffled.
But he can't deny the Bastion's point about their first meeting, Ronin chuckling into the crook of his neck and shifting to drape himself further around the other man. "Listen," he purrs, "if you had not been secretly attracted to that sort of thing, it would have just been like any other day." As if it's Remi's fault for enjoying it and not Ronin's for going swimming bare ass naked.
"For what it's worth, though, I really enjoyed you showing me your sketches of women right after." He grins.
But he can't deny the Bastion's point about their first meeting, Ronin chuckling into the crook of his neck and shifting to drape himself further around the other man. "Listen," he purrs, "if you had not been secretly attracted to that sort of thing, it would have just been like any other day." As if it's Remi's fault for enjoying it and not Ronin's for going swimming bare ass naked.
"For what it's worth, though, I really enjoyed you showing me your sketches of women right after." He grins.
soft spoken with a broken jaw
we step outside, but not to brawl
we step outside, but not to brawl
