I will fight the end
As Remi slumped against him Ronin dropped a gentle kiss onto his curls, his fingers dutifully working out tension and rubbing warmth and ease into the alchemist's shoulders and upper back. Smiling at the sudden bubbling up of laughter, he tilted his head to rest it against Remi's, only to raise his eyebrows as he spoke again.
There was a lot he might say or think in response to the comments about Roana; thoughts that had a flush of heat in his blood that had nothing to do with attraction and everything to do with fury about Remi's treatment; confusion and outrage rolling into one, and the same disbelieving laughter that wanted to overtake it all. "Oi," he said through a chuckle, nudged by his husband. "I don't care how many are apparently in love with me. I love you - just you. You're the only one whose feelings I care about."
That and his daughter, obviously, but they weren't talking familial or platonic love, he assumed.
There was a lot he might say or think in response to the comments about Roana; thoughts that had a flush of heat in his blood that had nothing to do with attraction and everything to do with fury about Remi's treatment; confusion and outrage rolling into one, and the same disbelieving laughter that wanted to overtake it all. "Oi," he said through a chuckle, nudged by his husband. "I don't care how many are apparently in love with me. I love you - just you. You're the only one whose feelings I care about."
That and his daughter, obviously, but they weren't talking familial or platonic love, he assumed.
'til the end is here
