there is always hope
Ronin’s pout melts away with the touch of his husband’s fingers, the star reaching up to press his lips to Remi’s fingertips, drawing him out of the shower into a haze of steam now that they’ve gotten rid of all of the sand and the blood. ”It’s certainly one of the more interesting things you’ve brought home recently,” he says with a warm smile, grabbing a fluffy towel to bundle it around the Alchemist, hugging him close.
”I’m proud of you,” he says, hoping that the other man will feel that he means it. ”You helped Amalia before Ludo gave you this new thing. I love you, and I’ll help you all that I can.” I always will goes unsaid.
And I’ll kill anyone who tries to hurt you also goes unsaid, but unfortunately Ronin can no longer hide anything from is husband. And Remi will be able to feel the way that protectiveness grows thorny and dangerous to all those not within it, as dark as the moniker the Star has come to be known by. ”Sorry,” he mutters, aware suddenly that he’s not able to veil that part of himself any longer.
”I’m proud of you,” he says, hoping that the other man will feel that he means it. ”You helped Amalia before Ludo gave you this new thing. I love you, and I’ll help you all that I can.” I always will goes unsaid.
And I’ll kill anyone who tries to hurt you also goes unsaid, but unfortunately Ronin can no longer hide anything from is husband. And Remi will be able to feel the way that protectiveness grows thorny and dangerous to all those not within it, as dark as the moniker the Star has come to be known by. ”Sorry,” he mutters, aware suddenly that he’s not able to veil that part of himself any longer.
