RONIN
the darkstar
”So do I,” Ronin murmurs, lips brushing over his husband’s unshaven cheek before he draws back, lest he end up getting carried away right then and there. Clearing his throat, he uses the distance as an excuse to go and very carefully scoop Mateo and his blanket up into his arms, not wanting the babe to overheat as the morning grows sunnier. ”Now, now, Cinderella. I think you can get the laundry done in time to go to the ball,” he quips, flashing a grin over his shoulder.
”Tonight around 7, then. I wouldn’t miss it for the world,” he says, swooping in for one final kiss before turning to saunter way back towards their house. They might split their time between there and the wagon for now, but he supposes he should check whether Vai is actually happy and available to babysit before these plans become concrete.
~FIN
”Tonight around 7, then. I wouldn’t miss it for the world,” he says, swooping in for one final kiss before turning to saunter way back towards their house. They might split their time between there and the wagon for now, but he supposes he should check whether Vai is actually happy and available to babysit before these plans become concrete.
~FIN
