[se] two hearts thrown together

It did hurt, but the discomfort was nothing compared to not having Remi close to him. Ronin craved his husband’s touch, his warmth, the reassurance that he was there and real, and so it was that they were both selfish in this moment. ”I know. I know, I miss her too,” he whispered, letting out a deep sigh and lifting his head to brush his lips across Remi’s unshaven cheek. ”And I don’t plan to be up to much else for some time,” he informed his husband, offering him a small and knowing smile. ”You are a full time occupation, and I’m glad to take it on,” he said, leaning in to rest his forehead against Remi’s. ”I love you. It’s not just words. I fucking love you, Remi.” ronypony it's always nice to make an impression