we live in a world someone else imagined
"Luckily, now as then, you will have someone looking over your shoulder to make sure things don't go terribly awry." Ronin grins, puffing out his chest as if Remi can guess exactly who that someone might be. The pride only swells further to see his husband's reaction to him (obviously flawlessly) speaking the travelling tongue, the Star nodding wisely as he's dragged into a kiss. "That's exactly what I meant, yes," he murmurs. Is it? Fuck if he knows.
Sitting back again, he gives the matter some serious consideration, before finally offering a nod of agreement. "No ogling, then. Only checking out. And whilst the mental image of that is fairly horrifying, I'm pretty sure I could make it work." He bounces his eyebrows at Remi, as if to say don't you?
But then Ronin's attention is caught by something in the sky above, his brow furrowing. "Oh shit," he murmurs, shifting to rise to his feet. And then, "Oh, shit!" accompanied with a flare of panic down their Attuned bond.
Sitting back again, he gives the matter some serious consideration, before finally offering a nod of agreement. "No ogling, then. Only checking out. And whilst the mental image of that is fairly horrifying, I'm pretty sure I could make it work." He bounces his eyebrows at Remi, as if to say don't you?
But then Ronin's attention is caught by something in the sky above, his brow furrowing. "Oh shit," he murmurs, shifting to rise to his feet. And then, "Oh, shit!" accompanied with a flare of panic down their Attuned bond.
the dark star
