beside my bed i keep a bottle of dreams
Ronin can't see it, but somehow Remi has no doubt the Star will just know the boyish expression which dimples his cheeks as the huntsman tries to prepare him for what he's about to say. The Lullaby doesn't even need his magic to easily empathize with what his husband is feeling. It's everything he'd been months before; beaten down by the world, forced to rise again and again to challenge and trial, until it all became too much. Keeping an eye on Torchline, Seren's removal from their lives, the sickness and Remi's behaviour during...
"I've heard much more selfish things from you." Remi says softly, a smile twisting the words as they leave his lips. "Like, Remi, can you get more blankets. Remi, can I have the last chicken?" Chuckling softly and pressing his lips against the soft skin just below and behind the huntsman's ear, for a moment Remi's hands cease their kneading and instead just wrap firmly around the Star.
"You're both allowed to feel how you feel." The Lullaby offers, before nodding his unshaven cheek against Ronin's. "I do too. As soon as we're packed. " This—everything about how preparing to leave had gone—was precisely why they needed to go.
"I've heard much more selfish things from you." Remi says softly, a smile twisting the words as they leave his lips. "Like, Remi, can you get more blankets. Remi, can I have the last chicken?" Chuckling softly and pressing his lips against the soft skin just below and behind the huntsman's ear, for a moment Remi's hands cease their kneading and instead just wrap firmly around the Star.
"You're both allowed to feel how you feel." The Lullaby offers, before nodding his unshaven cheek against Ronin's. "I do too. As soon as we're packed. " This—everything about how preparing to leave had gone—was precisely why they needed to go.
i wake up and i go back to sleep
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
