REMI
the bastion
& my heart ran away with me
Remi’s hand closes around Ronin’s without thinking, fingers lacing instinctively as if anchoring himself to something solid while his own heart continues to thunder on, no longer with nerves but with the startling, open possibility that this is not just hypothetical any longer. After all these years, after everything, they might really be standing on the edge of another beginning, and the weight of it sits warm and heavy in his chest.
He lets out a low groan and drags his free hand back through his curls, the gesture equal parts disbelief and dawning acceptance, before reaching for his drink and taking a long sip. "Well, to be fair," Remi says with a crooked little chuckle, eyes flicking between Flora and Mateo, "we have never really had to worry about protection when it comes to having children, before." He gestures vaguely between himself and Ronin. Being gay took care of that nicely.
The humour softens as quickly as it comes, though, and he nods once, earnest again. "But yes. We would absolutely make sure nothing happened," Remi adds, voice steady and sincere despite a faint smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
He lets out a low groan and drags his free hand back through his curls, the gesture equal parts disbelief and dawning acceptance, before reaching for his drink and taking a long sip. "Well, to be fair," Remi says with a crooked little chuckle, eyes flicking between Flora and Mateo, "we have never really had to worry about protection when it comes to having children, before." He gestures vaguely between himself and Ronin. Being gay took care of that nicely.
The humour softens as quickly as it comes, though, and he nods once, earnest again. "But yes. We would absolutely make sure nothing happened," Remi adds, voice steady and sincere despite a faint smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
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.
