the lullaby
And you should know,
I left but never lost my place
I left but never lost my place
How was he supposed to say no? Oh, because they still had to deal with Hotaru's pregnancy and Ronin's feelings about it. Because Remi was still a selfish idiot who'd turned their world upsidedown again. Because he hadn't had the chance to brush his teeth given how long he'd been flying for. So very many reasons, but gods if he isn't glad that Ronin doesn't seem to care about them.
The lips against his own cause Remi's ribcage and the muscles around it to expand, almost as if he were about to take flight. He might have gasped but for the desire to deepen their kiss, ignoring the dizzying need to breathe over parting from Ronin so soon. Reaching over his shoulder to grasp at his own shirt and help his husband's efforts, Remi takes the opportunity that tugging it over his head affords to exhale the air caged in his lungs. Immediately his hands reach for the bottom hem of the Star's shirt, and though he hasn't had the time to properly savour the amount of effort Ronin had put into his appearance, he tries to remove it from him just the same.
Remi needs to tell Ronin about Nate, he knows that. He really does. But he also knows that the warm press of their muscled and equally-scared bodies together will soothe the things that lay hard and jagged in the pit of his stomach. Things he's picked at and worried over. Things cutting him from the inside out and threatening to leave scars that will never properly heal.
The lips against his own cause Remi's ribcage and the muscles around it to expand, almost as if he were about to take flight. He might have gasped but for the desire to deepen their kiss, ignoring the dizzying need to breathe over parting from Ronin so soon. Reaching over his shoulder to grasp at his own shirt and help his husband's efforts, Remi takes the opportunity that tugging it over his head affords to exhale the air caged in his lungs. Immediately his hands reach for the bottom hem of the Star's shirt, and though he hasn't had the time to properly savour the amount of effort Ronin had put into his appearance, he tries to remove it from him just the same.
Remi needs to tell Ronin about Nate, he knows that. He really does. But he also knows that the warm press of their muscled and equally-scared bodies together will soothe the things that lay hard and jagged in the pit of his stomach. Things he's picked at and worried over. Things cutting him from the inside out and threatening to leave scars that will never properly heal.
and these nights I miss you most
my heart is yours to break
my heart is yours to break
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.
