I will fight the end
Ronin didn't give a damn about the state of either of them, honestly - as Remi's arm moved around him, the hunter drew him close, nuzzling into the side of his neck and giving himself a chance to just... be. To catch his breath, to feel the thunder of their heartbeats in his chest and his fingertips. He didn't move, didn't make any attempt to step away from Remi or release him; no, the moment was too quickly gone, and he wanted to savour every second as it passed. "And you, a thousand times more," he said, gruff and adoring and so, so tired.
Kissing the side of Remi's neck, the crook of his jawline, the scruff along his cheek, Ronin couldn't stop his smile as he gazed up at his husband, wanting instinctively to reassure him, to crack a joke, to hold him close now that they had pushed through the terror of walking away. "You are incredible," he told him softly. "You are strong, and you are kind, and you are mine. Got it?"
Kissing the side of Remi's neck, the crook of his jawline, the scruff along his cheek, Ronin couldn't stop his smile as he gazed up at his husband, wanting instinctively to reassure him, to crack a joke, to hold him close now that they had pushed through the terror of walking away. "You are incredible," he told him softly. "You are strong, and you are kind, and you are mine. Got it?"
'til the end is here
