the shape of your name

RONIN

the darkstar

Ronin has already decided on the latter, melting against his husband and accepting every kiss, every touch as if it might be the last one he ever feels. He won't be gone forever, of course, but although he is excited to set foot (well, cloud) on a good old fashioned monster hunt, he's also grown rather accustomed to his cozy little life with his family. And as Remi shifts on his lap, his arms tighten around him, as if preparing to simply get up and walk them off into the bedroom.

"Bones larger than Mateo, mm?" He does manage a smile, then, their son bringing some stirring of warmth back to him. "Well, far be it for me to disappoint the two of you, and your ghost whale flying through the air. I will go, then. And I'll be back before you know it." Drawing back enough to rest his forehead against Remi's, he offers him a look that is positively adoring. "I love you."

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