RONIN
the dark star
Ronin shoots his husband a look that suggests he will not be particularly enthralled to find himself pitched over the edge of the dock, and when Remi decides merely to try and trip him as they walk, he accepts it in his (occasionally stumbling) stride. His arm slips around Remi's shoulders, and he gives him a gentle squeeze accompanied with a wicked smile. "Why would I ever stop?" he says of the flattery. "You are so easy to compliment, and if I try hard enough, you show me your dimples."
They continue down towards the Plaza where Ronin plans to get them coffee, the Star giving his husband the silence he needs and trusting him to speak when he's ready. And when it does come, he raises his eyebrows and lets out a long sigh through pursed lips. "Well," he says, "it's a good thing that you've got someone helping you not to start a war, isn't it? And I suppose that means we ought to go to this party. If the herald of death tells you to go, it can only mean good things, right?"
They continue down towards the Plaza where Ronin plans to get them coffee, the Star giving his husband the silence he needs and trusting him to speak when he's ready. And when it does come, he raises his eyebrows and lets out a long sigh through pursed lips. "Well," he says, "it's a good thing that you've got someone helping you not to start a war, isn't it? And I suppose that means we ought to go to this party. If the herald of death tells you to go, it can only mean good things, right?"
i'll get over it
i just gotta be dramatic first
i just gotta be dramatic first
