RONIN
the white knight
light is easy to love.
Ronin throws out an arm for Remi without looking, because there's a real possibility that his sense of balance might abandon him quite soon, and he ends up catching his husband around the middle to draw him close, hand freezing, face pale as he regards the lemon and the lime meandering up to the houseboard. Through the bond where they touch the Bastion will be able to feel his confusion swamped out by relief, raw and loud and giddy, and as the first prickles of defensiveness fire back at him he's already shaking his head.
"No - I mean, of course not," he says distractedly, as if the prospect had never even occurred to him. Regardless of their conversation, their aching panic over the past few minutes had been real, and as identical as the twins now clambering onto the pier. Even if Remi had been responsible, he'd never have allowed their boys to be alone when it happened, and he'd not have let Ronin suffer the unknown for it.
But the lemon and lime are talking now - identical voices, identical smiles, and Ronin drops almost automatically into a crouch before them if only because his legs won't hold his weight. "Is that so?" he manages, gazing between them and having to bite back both a smile and tears to see the rice sticking to Calan(?)'s mouth and the burrito his brother is busily finishing off. "So you decided this between yourselves, hm? Are you both okay?"
"No - I mean, of course not," he says distractedly, as if the prospect had never even occurred to him. Regardless of their conversation, their aching panic over the past few minutes had been real, and as identical as the twins now clambering onto the pier. Even if Remi had been responsible, he'd never have allowed their boys to be alone when it happened, and he'd not have let Ronin suffer the unknown for it.
But the lemon and lime are talking now - identical voices, identical smiles, and Ronin drops almost automatically into a crouch before them if only because his legs won't hold his weight. "Is that so?" he manages, gazing between them and having to bite back both a smile and tears to see the rice sticking to Calan(?)'s mouth and the burrito his brother is busily finishing off. "So you decided this between yourselves, hm? Are you both okay?"
show me your darkness.
