love was burning red

for 1000 nights i've been a restless soul

It probably wouldn't, but in their bathroom that had turned into a seascape, it was all too easy to let himself believe the words that his husband said were true. Or would be true, one day. Sighing against him, fingers running along the well-known lines of Ronin's back, the alchemist simply let himself melt there for a moment, focused only on the puffs of breath leaving his husband's lips and mingling against the collar of his shirt, and the way Remi could feel the guildmaster's heartbeat in two places.

"I am still up for trouble." Remi said with an equally roguish grin as Ronin pulled away, the alchemist's hands falling down to his husband's lower back. He wanted to let himself idle in this feeling of mischievous joy, but quickly he felt it fade taking the smile on his lips with it.

"I do not know who I am anymore, Ronin." He admitted softly.