right now everything you want is wrong
& right now all your dreams are waking up
& right now all your dreams are waking up
The words are like papercuts over flayed skin, and Remi's throat entirely closes to hear them. His jaw tenses and whether or not he actually nods or if it's a trick of the light and the shadows that try to capture him is anyone's guess. It had been a lot more than that. It had been as perfect a love as Remi could have ever dreamed up. One of love and understanding, laughter and passion. Now all that love amounted to was unhealed words and lives lived with other people.
"There has been time." Remi interrupts. Because if they weren't honest now, there would never be another chance. "But we spent it with other people. Or we spent it pretending things were fine." Which is roughly what Ronin ended up saying anyways, leaving the alchemist just nodding apologetically for his interjection.
'But you can't, Ronin. Not when you.." Huffing out a wavery sigh and staring into a dark corner of the ceiling, Remi shakes his head miserably. "I do love you. But at a certain point, when we're thrown across the world and you're off fucking gods know who and you can't even be bothered to mention it to me, while telling me that it's going to be okay, how does that make it alright? How does wrapping your arm around me after I've done something you apparently can't abide and then telling me the next day how monstrous I am, make it alright?" The tears in his eyes feel like a mockery to his pain, and he wipes them away roughly with the back of his hand.
"Charming as your smiles are Ronin, they don't fix anything. Every since the blight its just been..." Tossing his hands up, knowing what he was about to say was reaching and ridiculous, but knowing he was going to say it anyways, Remi exhales. "..pretending."
"There has been time." Remi interrupts. Because if they weren't honest now, there would never be another chance. "But we spent it with other people. Or we spent it pretending things were fine." Which is roughly what Ronin ended up saying anyways, leaving the alchemist just nodding apologetically for his interjection.
'But you can't, Ronin. Not when you.." Huffing out a wavery sigh and staring into a dark corner of the ceiling, Remi shakes his head miserably. "I do love you. But at a certain point, when we're thrown across the world and you're off fucking gods know who and you can't even be bothered to mention it to me, while telling me that it's going to be okay, how does that make it alright? How does wrapping your arm around me after I've done something you apparently can't abide and then telling me the next day how monstrous I am, make it alright?" The tears in his eyes feel like a mockery to his pain, and he wipes them away roughly with the back of his hand.
"Charming as your smiles are Ronin, they don't fix anything. Every since the blight its just been..." Tossing his hands up, knowing what he was about to say was reaching and ridiculous, but knowing he was going to say it anyways, Remi exhales. "..pretending."
The Lullaby
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.
