there is always hope
”Ooof, yeah. Not my finest moment,” Ronin says, wrinkling his nose as a flush of embarrassment colours his cheeks. It fades as his husband is so kind as to wrap him up in a towel, the Star kissing his forehead and letting an arm wind around Remi’s waist to guide them out of the bathroom. ”I have no idea what that feels like,” he says playfully; they both know that Ronin would eat them out of house and home if he could.
Still, he’s a little apprehensive as he awaits judgement for the sudden slip in his mood, so when Remi speaks again the hunter all but melts against him, relieved and adoring and so stupidly in love that it’s hard to begin to express it in words. That’s the thing, though - between the Attuned bond and what Remi can feel now, he doesn’t have to. ”You think you can get some sleep after the excitement of the evening?” he asks.
Still, he’s a little apprehensive as he awaits judgement for the sudden slip in his mood, so when Remi speaks again the hunter all but melts against him, relieved and adoring and so stupidly in love that it’s hard to begin to express it in words. That’s the thing, though - between the Attuned bond and what Remi can feel now, he doesn’t have to. ”You think you can get some sleep after the excitement of the evening?” he asks.
