we live in a world someone else imagined
”Not my nicest coat. Just that one,” Ronin corrects with a smile, and though his eyes remain on the dark windows of the house that are growing closer all the time, his mind focuses on all the warm places where they touch, on Remi’s fingers brushing through his hair. He gazes across at his husband when he speaks, nodding sadly in agreement and directing the nimbus up to their always open window.
Turning his head to kiss Remi’s fingertips, the Star freezes at the words he’s never expected to hear from his husband. Not again, never again, not after Aoife. His brow furrows, and though the emotions are complicated - and unhidden from the Alchemist, a thorny roll of surprise and hope and fear - Ronin doesn’t pull away. ”Really? I mean - I agree - those things always come with strings attached. But... I didn’t realise you felt that way.”
Turning his head to kiss Remi’s fingertips, the Star freezes at the words he’s never expected to hear from his husband. Not again, never again, not after Aoife. His brow furrows, and though the emotions are complicated - and unhidden from the Alchemist, a thorny roll of surprise and hope and fear - Ronin doesn’t pull away. ”Really? I mean - I agree - those things always come with strings attached. But... I didn’t realise you felt that way.”
the dark star
