you're the waves at my feet

please just don't forget me Ronin’s clothes might as well be wet already, such is the density of the steam and the heat of the springs all around, and he’s just loaded another barrel of water onto his nimbus for the return trip when Remi’s voice whispers into his mind. If that weren’t enough to steal his attention, the touch ghosting along his back has him turning to follow the alchemist already, a smile creeping across his face. A quick look around confirms no one will catch them sneaking off, and so Ronin disappears into the mist. First he finds Remi’s clothes, and it’s with a breathless laugh that he strips off as well - a wise decision, given that his husband’s wet hand is wrapping around his ankle to try and pull him in before he’s quite undressed. ”Hey—!” He grins, hopping and kicking off his pants before splashing into the warm water as well. Immediately the springs go to work on tight muscles and weeks of stress, Ronin groaning some incoherent ecstasy as he moves into Remi’s arms, his forehead resting against his shoulder. ”Can we live here now?” he asks.