Your move

Remi raised a hand, as if meaning to create the bow at that very moment. In any other instance he might have too, such was his nature. Had there been a proper need he'd happily have risked his consciousness to try, but tucked into bed as they already were, even Remi knew it could probably wait. "Alright. In the morning then. We can figure out what length of sha—" —shaft you need was what he was going to say. Even a day or so before Remi wouldn't have hesitated. The two were not above boyishly crude humour, but just now with the vibrancy of Ronin's blue eyes so prominent in his mind and the way he'd thought about leaning across to kiss Ronin on more than one occasion in the past few minutes, Remi bit down on the words, clearing his throat. "—we can figure out the sizing in the morning." He clarified, cheeks flushed as he pulled his eyes back centre, readjusting the pillow.

The question caught him off-guard, and for a moment the alchemist continued to stare at the monochromatic pillow and sheets around him, nibbling the inside of his cheek. "I think...Knowing you loved someone once..knowing that they still love. It...I think it creates a sort of expectation of what things are supposed to be like. What you are supposed to feel." Now the colour flushed earnestly in his cheeks, and Remi was helpless to do anything about it save for raising his shoulder and rubbing his stubble-lined jaw against it.

i fell for your eyes

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