RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
"You can say it as many times as you want to," Ronin mumbles to his husband, nestling close to him and letting him drape himself flush against the Star. There's no such thing as too close right now, not after their time apart (pitiful as it might seem) and he is content to stand like this for as long as Remi wants to. "I love you too. I'm sorry you had to leave." Pressing his cheek against the alchemist's crown of curls, he turns them a little so that they can at least keep an eye on Mateo and his cake conquest.
Ronin can't help but scoff to hear his husband's next point, raising his eyebrows. "Me neither," he all but blurts. "Honestly, I thought if it was going to happen at all, I'd be the one coming home trying to explain myself." It makes no sense for this to be something he can laugh about already, but it's the best medicine or so they say, and the smile that creeps across his face is one he can't wipe away.
Ronin can't help but scoff to hear his husband's next point, raising his eyebrows. "Me neither," he all but blurts. "Honestly, I thought if it was going to happen at all, I'd be the one coming home trying to explain myself." It makes no sense for this to be something he can laugh about already, but it's the best medicine or so they say, and the smile that creeps across his face is one he can't wipe away.
show me your darkness.
