the wounds are open and bleeding out
The look on Ronin's face clearly told what he thought about this whole Taliesin business, a smile playing across his lips as he tried to understand what Remi was saying. "Well, now it's you as well. You're Remi Taliesin. One wedding anniversary in and that's still new to you? That's a gift in itself." He winked - not that they'd ever gotten a honeymoon phase.
Could he imagine the life he might have had with someone else? Sure. Did he, ever? Not once, no. "I don't think I was ever able to keep myself tucked away safe. And excuse m--" The remark about his hair was cut off by the press of lips against his own, and Ronin was enjoying it far too much by that point to make any further arguments. Humming into the kiss and sliding his arms around Remi to pull him closer, the rest of the world could wait.
Ronin and his apparently bad haircut were busy.
~FIN
Could he imagine the life he might have had with someone else? Sure. Did he, ever? Not once, no. "I don't think I was ever able to keep myself tucked away safe. And excuse m--" The remark about his hair was cut off by the press of lips against his own, and Ronin was enjoying it far too much by that point to make any further arguments. Humming into the kiss and sliding his arms around Remi to pull him closer, the rest of the world could wait.
Ronin and his apparently bad haircut were busy.
~FIN
THE
DARK STAR
