RONIN
the darkstar
Sugar takes her leave of Remi’s shoulders to glide onto the bed, chilling it for him ready for the inevitable return. It hurts him to do it, knowing how much his touch might affect his partner, but he helps Remi as best he can to turn in his arms, brushing a little melting ice from his curls. ”I’ll make you any promise I like,” he says through a sad laugh, giving his hands a squeeze.
The Lullaby’s suggestion is horrific, Ronin swallowing hard and glaring at his lap, though the other man will feel the cogs ticking away in his mind, sorting through possibility and likelihood, choosing between the lesser of two evils. ”I think I can,” he admits. ”But if I do, I’m not so sure I’ll get you back.” Not left in his nightmares indefinitely. But then again, if Remi hurts someone whilst he’s delirious, isn’t he as good as lost anyway?
Ronin hisses out a curse and nods. ”Every time I sleep, I’ll take you out of it,” he vows. ”Every single time. We’ll dream together, to make sure you get some real rest. Deal?”
The Lullaby’s suggestion is horrific, Ronin swallowing hard and glaring at his lap, though the other man will feel the cogs ticking away in his mind, sorting through possibility and likelihood, choosing between the lesser of two evils. ”I think I can,” he admits. ”But if I do, I’m not so sure I’ll get you back.” Not left in his nightmares indefinitely. But then again, if Remi hurts someone whilst he’s delirious, isn’t he as good as lost anyway?
Ronin hisses out a curse and nods. ”Every time I sleep, I’ll take you out of it,” he vows. ”Every single time. We’ll dream together, to make sure you get some real rest. Deal?”
