oh but that's the irony: broken people are not fragile
The smell of coffee, the utter comfort afforded to him by the man at his side, the kisses against his curls that provided just enough affection to make him feel warm and loved...why he ever leaves Ronin's arms, Remi suddenly has no idea.
'It could be. Maeve did remind me of the woman I used to spend time with when I was young. Though...' Remi frowns, before raising a brow and chuckling. "That could also be why it didn't work. Those women...I adore them, given how many helped raise me, but I think it would feel very strange if I ever wanted one. I know what hard lives they lead. How many do what they do just to survive. I know what they have to go through with some of their clients. To see them the way some do, it..." Remi licks the top of his mouth, as if there's suddenly a bad taste in it. 'Well, unless you decide to go work at Molly's, I'd rather not think about it."
Tapping his fingers against Ronin's hand before reaching out for his coffee with the other, carefully the alchemist sits back as he brings the mug to his lips to blow on it. "Yes, in a way I suppose. But...I don't want that with Isla. I can do friendship that tumbles into something more at times, but I don't want to be in another relationship. And tonight with it being a date, that's how it felt." Looking over at Ronin, the alchemist smiles adoringly, his green eyes drinking in the man next to him, and wanting nothing else in the world. (Except maybe his coffee). "It's just you, for me, Ronin. I don't want anything else even close to what we have, with anyone else."
'It could be. Maeve did remind me of the woman I used to spend time with when I was young. Though...' Remi frowns, before raising a brow and chuckling. "That could also be why it didn't work. Those women...I adore them, given how many helped raise me, but I think it would feel very strange if I ever wanted one. I know what hard lives they lead. How many do what they do just to survive. I know what they have to go through with some of their clients. To see them the way some do, it..." Remi licks the top of his mouth, as if there's suddenly a bad taste in it. 'Well, unless you decide to go work at Molly's, I'd rather not think about it."
Tapping his fingers against Ronin's hand before reaching out for his coffee with the other, carefully the alchemist sits back as he brings the mug to his lips to blow on it. "Yes, in a way I suppose. But...I don't want that with Isla. I can do friendship that tumbles into something more at times, but I don't want to be in another relationship. And tonight with it being a date, that's how it felt." Looking over at Ronin, the alchemist smiles adoringly, his green eyes drinking in the man next to him, and wanting nothing else in the world. (Except maybe his coffee). "It's just you, for me, Ronin. I don't want anything else even close to what we have, with anyone else."
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.
