[SE] keeping it lit

and my heart ran away with me

For a moment Remi is entirely occupied with himself, preening in the depths where the water is cool and heavy in response to his husband's praise. Then—sharp and sudden—there is a flicker through the Attuned bond, surprise crashing into amusement as Ronin’s mental voice cuts off mid-thought.

The Bastion shifts on instinct, drawing himself back toward something closer to human in a smooth, practiced cascade, tentacles retreating until only his lower half retains them, just enough to propel him forward with speed and purpose. He breaks the surface in a rush of white water, head and shoulders rising from the sea as he drags a hand across his face, wiping saltwater from his eyes. His curls cling damply to his forehead, and when his gaze finds Ronin there in the surf—down on his knees, soaked and sputtering—the tension snaps cleanly into laughter.

"Babe," Remi calls, voice bright and fond as the waves lap around him, amusement colouring every syllable, "skilled as you are on your knees, that’s not going to stop any fires." His tone is exactly that of the you can't park there soundbyte that overlays car crashes as he grins boyishly across the water.

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Styling stolen from Sky (obviously)