you've long seen your downfall, spelled out in another's bones
"Gods, that's a good point. Maybe I'd be better off just leaving chores out to do and see if they trick each other into doing them," Ronin considers, wrinkling his nose a bit. Grinning to see Remi arch up towards him - even with the good morning crackles - the Huntsman melts into the kiss pressed against his lips. There's peppermint bark and coffee if they're really worried about the state of themselves in the morning, but it doesn't seem to have stopped them yet.
"You mean it has to pick a chosen one?" Ronin chuckles, shaking his head and seeming unable to imagine a relic being so fussy. But then again it is Stormbreak. "I will let you know," he confirms, only to raise an eyebrow at the mention of Finn being back. "I didn't know that," he admits, though at whatever colourful pulse of emotion Remi wants to feel about it, Ronin plans to stifle it by rolling over to drape himself over his husband.
"Did you want to go and see him?" he wonders, a mischievous glint to his eyes.
"You mean it has to pick a chosen one?" Ronin chuckles, shaking his head and seeming unable to imagine a relic being so fussy. But then again it is Stormbreak. "I will let you know," he confirms, only to raise an eyebrow at the mention of Finn being back. "I didn't know that," he admits, though at whatever colourful pulse of emotion Remi wants to feel about it, Ronin plans to stifle it by rolling over to drape himself over his husband.
"Did you want to go and see him?" he wonders, a mischievous glint to his eyes.
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