I shouldn't laugh, but I know I'm a failure in your eyes
I didn't say they'd be writing them voluntarily, Ronin points out with a wry smile. I'm going to take full advantage of the twins still being young enough to scold to teach them the value of a well phrased apology, whether or not they mean it. And yes, that may well mean that he's accidentally armed them with further deceitful charm in the future, but at least he can say he's tried for the sake of social norms.
Finishing his tea and relishing the botanical burn of the gin as he sets his empty mug down, despite having purposely straightened up and away from his husband and the temptation of his mere existence, Ronin is already drawing him back close against his side, nosing into his curls to press a kiss to his temple. Maybe, he agrees softly, the subject of Flora still a soft and easily bruised place in his mind and heart both.
Mm, if we haven't had a knock at our door by mid-morning tomorrow, I think we can safely rule it out. Not that it's a bad thing - I reckon those boys would wear that title with pride. And if lemon and lime become nicknames for their youth, well, they've asked for that as well.
Sighing and closing his eyes for a moment or so, the gin has managed to do what logic hasn't, and some part of the Knight finally unclenches and accepts that their sons are home and safe, if not walking and talking rather than babbling at them. There's probably room in bed for one of us, he says wryly. I can go sleep as a leviathan and you can have the first night here?
Finishing his tea and relishing the botanical burn of the gin as he sets his empty mug down, despite having purposely straightened up and away from his husband and the temptation of his mere existence, Ronin is already drawing him back close against his side, nosing into his curls to press a kiss to his temple. Maybe, he agrees softly, the subject of Flora still a soft and easily bruised place in his mind and heart both.
Mm, if we haven't had a knock at our door by mid-morning tomorrow, I think we can safely rule it out. Not that it's a bad thing - I reckon those boys would wear that title with pride. And if lemon and lime become nicknames for their youth, well, they've asked for that as well.
Sighing and closing his eyes for a moment or so, the gin has managed to do what logic hasn't, and some part of the Knight finally unclenches and accepts that their sons are home and safe, if not walking and talking rather than babbling at them. There's probably room in bed for one of us, he says wryly. I can go sleep as a leviathan and you can have the first night here?
RONIN
