like the dawn breaks through the night

RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving ”How...?” Glancing up, his tears washed away by the stream of water, Ronin’s vision was filled with warm, sea-glass green. His hands moved willingly to Remi’s back, only for the Star to gasp when his husband suddenly disappeared. Without the extra support, Ronin slid down to sit beneath the pouring shower, holding onto feathers and fluff. And for a small, yawning moment he felt utterly alone, before the familiar presence of Remi’s mind slid into his own. A shuddering sigh left him, Ronin’s eyes slipping shut. Remi was a balm on all of his sharp edges, the familiarity of something that wasn’t darkness and pain swamping his racing thoughts. Unhinged as the Star undoubtedly was, the images in his mind were remarkably easy to manipulate. ”It has been such a long night,” he mumbled, sounding exhausted.