I swear I still believe but I don't know
Sniffing and letting his hand to come to rest over Remi's, Ronin huffs out a breathless laugh. His smile is a quick and trembling thing, but he appreciates the sentiment nonetheless, and if the Bastion had produced extra arms with which to hold him, he'd have accepted them without question. The offer of breakfast is met with both gratitude and mild suspicion - Remi's Kitchen Adventures are occasionally more daunting than any fight with gods, at least for Ronin - but he'll never stop the other man from trying to do something nice.
"A shower," he decides in a rough voice, swiping at his wet cheeks one last time and taking Remi's hands to gently rise to his feet with him. "I don't know that I could go back to sleep."
And so it's on soft, bare feet that the Nova leads his husband to their bathroom, and beneath a jet of hot water that he stays for longer even than he can say. Long enough that the steam is thick and the world feels warm and other, and there is space to think, to be, to dream of what all this means.
~FIN
"A shower," he decides in a rough voice, swiping at his wet cheeks one last time and taking Remi's hands to gently rise to his feet with him. "I don't know that I could go back to sleep."
And so it's on soft, bare feet that the Nova leads his husband to their bathroom, and beneath a jet of hot water that he stays for longer even than he can say. Long enough that the steam is thick and the world feels warm and other, and there is space to think, to be, to dream of what all this means.
~FIN
the supernova
