RONIN
kiss your perfect day goodbye
"Mm, that way we could have officially held up the subject as being off limits unless they wanted to read our bestseller. They could have written essays on us," Ronin says with the exaggerated weariness of an opportunity he knows has long been lost - though the way he smirks towards the bassinet suggests that a book might yet be written. "Then again, I bet Flora would have used it as a doorstop, so..." He shrugs.
Understanding dawns with Remi's correction about Sunjata, his own hand rising to gently tease the drying curls out of his husband's face, and he scoffs a laugh under his breath that's all too wary of the sleeping twins. "Hey, we could give it to him belatedly. Just in case he feels an unexplainable urge to switch alignments," he suggests, before nodding. What almost forms on his lips as a commitment to forewarn his fellow demigod (and former stepfather to Flora) dies at the mischief that sparks through the bond.
Blinking at Remi before finding a smile creeping across his own face, he nudges him playfully with his hip. "You, me, a social life?" He gasps. "Careful - those sorts of suggestions will make people think you're having a midlife crisis. But yes, let's do that. I'm no longer a hormonal mess, so we can have someone babysit and everything."
Understanding dawns with Remi's correction about Sunjata, his own hand rising to gently tease the drying curls out of his husband's face, and he scoffs a laugh under his breath that's all too wary of the sleeping twins. "Hey, we could give it to him belatedly. Just in case he feels an unexplainable urge to switch alignments," he suggests, before nodding. What almost forms on his lips as a commitment to forewarn his fellow demigod (and former stepfather to Flora) dies at the mischief that sparks through the bond.
Blinking at Remi before finding a smile creeping across his own face, he nudges him playfully with his hip. "You, me, a social life?" He gasps. "Careful - those sorts of suggestions will make people think you're having a midlife crisis. But yes, let's do that. I'm no longer a hormonal mess, so we can have someone babysit and everything."
because the world is on fire
