Though the pair have played kiss-chase and have hidden from one another when the coffee has been left to burn or the last of the toilet paper has been used without replacing it, it had been a long time indeed since both elements had been combined in this way.
With the rumbling of the clouds overhead interrupting his thoughts, Remi had been given to the count of 100 to hide. Either Ronin had rushed the countdown (he'd have to ask his husband later if he even knew how to count that high), or time was strange here, but either way, the Bastion really hadn't found a good place to hide himself away, or even a good shift to do it in. When he heard Ronin getting to 15, Remi had panicked and done something quite stupid: he'd shifted, and taken to the air.
In his mind, Ronin would be looking for him on the ground, amidst the tall grasses and lightning-blackened earth, not in the sky. He'd all but forgotten how lightning tended to work, though.
With the rumbling of the clouds overhead interrupting his thoughts, Remi had been given to the count of 100 to hide. Either Ronin had rushed the countdown (he'd have to ask his husband later if he even knew how to count that high), or time was strange here, but either way, the Bastion really hadn't found a good place to hide himself away, or even a good shift to do it in. When he heard Ronin getting to 15, Remi had panicked and done something quite stupid: he'd shifted, and taken to the air.
In his mind, Ronin would be looking for him on the ground, amidst the tall grasses and lightning-blackened earth, not in the sky. He'd all but forgotten how lightning tended to work, though.
the bastion
