and my heart ran away with me
Remi lifts a brow at that, the expression dry rather than defensive, and there’s a soft snort of amusement that never quite makes it to laughter. "As flattering as that is it doesn’t exactly fill me with confidence that whatever Ever is to her, he isn’t that port." He gives a small shake of his head, curls brushing Ronin’s collarbone. "And no, apparently it has something to do with her being an Ancient that protection doesn't alway work the way it should."
He has to actively stop himself from recreating the blah blah blah SpongeBob gif as Ronin's explanation replays in his head, settling instead for a quiet huff of breath. His forehead comes to rest against Ronin’s shoulder, the contact an unconscious seeking of steadiness, and he exhales again, this time unhappy, resigned, fingers flexing once at Ronin’s side.
"I suppose," Remi murmurs after a moment, voice softer now, "it will be nice having a baby around again." The thought carries something unexpectedly tender with it, and Ronin will feel the warmth bloom where they touch, a rosy flush spreading from Remi as fondness and memory and possibility all bleed together beneath his skin.
He has to actively stop himself from recreating the blah blah blah SpongeBob gif as Ronin's explanation replays in his head, settling instead for a quiet huff of breath. His forehead comes to rest against Ronin’s shoulder, the contact an unconscious seeking of steadiness, and he exhales again, this time unhappy, resigned, fingers flexing once at Ronin’s side.
"I suppose," Remi murmurs after a moment, voice softer now, "it will be nice having a baby around again." The thought carries something unexpectedly tender with it, and Ronin will feel the warmth bloom where they touch, a rosy flush spreading from Remi as fondness and memory and possibility all bleed together beneath his skin.
remi
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
