even my darkness shines for you
Ronin has done the preparatory work; he's written his letters to Sunjata and Cian and work for the coming days is ready to go; he's rocked up to the address regarding the rustic shop and the apartment above it... and he's got the keys, to boot. It's a pleasant, quiet morning when the two men approach the place that has become theirs overnight, Ronin looking up at it as if he can't really believe it, still.
"I imagine you already have several people with boxes and other things ready to be delivered?" He casts a sidelong glance at Remi, before jerking his chin at a basket he can see lurking just within the doorway of the (currently locked) shop. "Got a feeling that's for us. Want to get in there and enjoy breakfast before the chaos really starts?" He holds out the keys.
The Star is still standing a companionable distance from his husband, politeness and butterflies rolled into one to make his palms sweat in Remi's presence. Still, they're at least able to keep themselves busy today - he hopes - and avoid any awkward run-ins.
As if.
"I imagine you already have several people with boxes and other things ready to be delivered?" He casts a sidelong glance at Remi, before jerking his chin at a basket he can see lurking just within the doorway of the (currently locked) shop. "Got a feeling that's for us. Want to get in there and enjoy breakfast before the chaos really starts?" He holds out the keys.
The Star is still standing a companionable distance from his husband, politeness and butterflies rolled into one to make his palms sweat in Remi's presence. Still, they're at least able to keep themselves busy today - he hopes - and avoid any awkward run-ins.
As if.
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