RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
Cake first, Ronin agrees, shivering in turn at the ghost of a breath against his neck. Then Mateo sleeps. Then we talk. Then we go to bed. Not necessarily to sleep, but he gets the idea that Remi will understand that much. Still, the worry for their son doesn't need to be said, and Ronin glances over Mateo with a protective eye even though he can see from here that the boy is just fine. "I'm glad he was with you," he mumbles, before grinning as Mateo pushes a couple of plates towards them, already laden with cake.
"Our son is nothing but not good at sharing," he murmurs to Remi with a wink, releasing him only so he can get some cake in his face. "Welcome home then, both of you."
It doesn't take long for Mateo to crash after the brief sugar high - Ronin barely manages to convince the boy to brush his teeth before he's carrying him into bed, promising that he can look at his present from Hak Etme - and the bone that's twice as big as he is - the next day. Once he's done saying goodnight, he slips into the room he shares with Remi.
"I didn't think it was impossible to miss someone so quickly, but you two managed it."
"Our son is nothing but not good at sharing," he murmurs to Remi with a wink, releasing him only so he can get some cake in his face. "Welcome home then, both of you."
It doesn't take long for Mateo to crash after the brief sugar high - Ronin barely manages to convince the boy to brush his teeth before he's carrying him into bed, promising that he can look at his present from Hak Etme - and the bone that's twice as big as he is - the next day. Once he's done saying goodnight, he slips into the room he shares with Remi.
"I didn't think it was impossible to miss someone so quickly, but you two managed it."
show me your darkness.
