the lullaby
Love isn't all that it seems
I did you wrong
I did you wrong
Raising a brow as Sugar departs, Remi looks questioningly back at his husband. "I suppose it is your job to keep things from getting too hot." He says casually despite the mischievous glint in his gaze.
Cracking the pepper and then sprinkling it into the lavender swirls, Remi frowns deeply, peering at Ronin through his curls. "Oh? What for, do you think?" The question isn't naively asked as if Remi has no idea what Mateo might be up to, but rather because he has so many ideas. Drugs (buying or selling), sex, general mischief, clothing, makeup? "Do you think he is being safe?" There is no point in telling their son not to do something, especially these days.
Sticking in his pinky that he might take only a drop of the mixture, Remi places it far back on his tongue as if trying to target only certain tastebuds (not that that's how tastebuds work, but you do you, Remi).
Cracking the pepper and then sprinkling it into the lavender swirls, Remi frowns deeply, peering at Ronin through his curls. "Oh? What for, do you think?" The question isn't naively asked as if Remi has no idea what Mateo might be up to, but rather because he has so many ideas. Drugs (buying or selling), sex, general mischief, clothing, makeup? "Do you think he is being safe?" There is no point in telling their son not to do something, especially these days.
Sticking in his pinky that he might take only a drop of the mixture, Remi places it far back on his tongue as if trying to target only certain tastebuds (not that that's how tastebuds work, but you do you, Remi).
I'll stay here with you
Until this dream is gone
Until this dream is gone
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.
