there is always hope
Ronin had to cage his tongue behind his teeth the entire walk up, knowing better than to interrupt such a lovely moment with this hill is longer than I remember or I'm getting a stitch. But the urge was there, and Remi would probably know that too. As their fingers laced together he gave the other man's hand a squeeze, smiling reassurringly across at him. Regardless of what had happened the last time they were here, it was time to replace that memory with a new one. With this one.
Flashing Amalia a bright smile as she spoke, eloquent and reverent and perfect, Ronin joined his lover and knelt before the saplings' new home. He arched an eyebrow and watched as the two plants bloomed under Remi's touch, the hunter using his hands to pat the soil down and chuckling as they clinked their jugs together (there was a joke there, and he was dying to make it).
"There is so much I have lost, since coming here," he said softly instead, holding the other man's shattered gaze. "But all of it seems so unimportant, compared to finding you. To finding you like this, I mean." Because they had always been - and still were - the best of friends.
As for the belladonna...
"It's a reminder for me not to mistake them for blueberries again. I ate some once. Didn't go well," he murmured back to Remi, fighting not to laugh.
Flashing Amalia a bright smile as she spoke, eloquent and reverent and perfect, Ronin joined his lover and knelt before the saplings' new home. He arched an eyebrow and watched as the two plants bloomed under Remi's touch, the hunter using his hands to pat the soil down and chuckling as they clinked their jugs together (there was a joke there, and he was dying to make it).
"There is so much I have lost, since coming here," he said softly instead, holding the other man's shattered gaze. "But all of it seems so unimportant, compared to finding you. To finding you like this, I mean." Because they had always been - and still were - the best of friends.
As for the belladonna...
"It's a reminder for me not to mistake them for blueberries again. I ate some once. Didn't go well," he murmured back to Remi, fighting not to laugh.
