now there's a space too wide
"I do not know." Remi replied, keenly feeling the way Sam had pulled back against the bookshelf. The hand tangled in his hair slowly unfurled itself, Remi's fingertips resting against the ladder he'd made. Taking a breath Remi too leaned back, straightened somewhat. He looked down at Sam, the confusion and concern evident in his expression.
"I know you have said we could make new memories and start over...but...there is something important about the fact that this is not new. That we...that...that.." Mental images of what it must have been like to have sex with Sam for the first time, what it must have been like to hold hands, and wake up together and all the things Remi was sure that they had done...Slowly he shook his head. "It matters to me that there was a past. That this was not the first time we have kissed." Taking a further step back, his mind clearing slightly and his blood running a few degrees colder than it had been, Remi tried to understand but he simply couldn't.
"I do not know how to do this, Sam. I do not know how to know you for a third time. I do not know how to forget certain things and to remember others."
Pulling back another step, Remi swiped a hand across his eyes, grinding his teeth together and wanting very much to suddenly pull all the books down from the shelves in one sweet of physical strength and magic, as if that might be enough to drain whatever it was inside of him bursting to get out.
"I know you have said we could make new memories and start over...but...there is something important about the fact that this is not new. That we...that...that.." Mental images of what it must have been like to have sex with Sam for the first time, what it must have been like to hold hands, and wake up together and all the things Remi was sure that they had done...Slowly he shook his head. "It matters to me that there was a past. That this was not the first time we have kissed." Taking a further step back, his mind clearing slightly and his blood running a few degrees colder than it had been, Remi tried to understand but he simply couldn't.
"I do not know how to do this, Sam. I do not know how to know you for a third time. I do not know how to forget certain things and to remember others."
Pulling back another step, Remi swiped a hand across his eyes, grinding his teeth together and wanting very much to suddenly pull all the books down from the shelves in one sweet of physical strength and magic, as if that might be enough to drain whatever it was inside of him bursting to get out.
that's left us with wondering eyes
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.
