there is always hope
”Oho,” Ronin says, raising his eyebrows in return and stepping back just enough to let Remi strip out of his clothes without having to take his hands off him. At the moment he feels like he’s tethered to Remi, a ribbon that’s holding him to the ground, lest he float off into the abyss. ”I mean, I’m used to all the rest of it. But the sand gets everywhere,” he complains with a warm laugh.
Drawing his husband close, he presses a kiss to his sandy forehead, guiding him through the house and up towards the bathroom. ”Maybe we can get a matching set. I’d not want you to feel lonely,” he murmurs, opening the door and ushering his husband inside. ”But before we go glove shopping for you, let’s get you cleaned up. Do I... want to know what happened by the way? With you and Amalia?”
Drawing his husband close, he presses a kiss to his sandy forehead, guiding him through the house and up towards the bathroom. ”Maybe we can get a matching set. I’d not want you to feel lonely,” he murmurs, opening the door and ushering his husband inside. ”But before we go glove shopping for you, let’s get you cleaned up. Do I... want to know what happened by the way? With you and Amalia?”
