hope keeps us breathing, just to kill us in the end
"I'll help however I can of course.." Remi mumbled, pressing his forehead against one of Ronin's unshaven cheeks and trying desperately to stretch this moment out for as long as he could. No matter how trying things were now, they were about to become infinitely harder. But here on the beach, with the star's laughter silenced for now, it felt manageable. "I feel like a monster for even saying it, but I..."
Blue eyes, alight with stars. Hands sticky with raspberry jam. Paintings on walls and naps before the hearth.
"...I can't love anyone else. "
Swallowing, his fingers tightening around Ronin in a firm grip for a moment, before softening and stroking the threadbare fabric, Remi barked a hollow sort of laugh. "Where the fuck are we going to live?"
Blue eyes, alight with stars. Hands sticky with raspberry jam. Paintings on walls and naps before the hearth.
"...I can't love anyone else. "
Swallowing, his fingers tightening around Ronin in a firm grip for a moment, before softening and stroking the threadbare fabric, Remi barked a hollow sort of laugh. "Where the fuck are we going to live?"
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.
