RONIN
”I know,” Ronin whispers, the Star leaning in to kiss Remi’s temple. ”But we’re leaving for the Climb in a day - enough for you to get your strength back, and then we’ll be able to buy more time when we find those hotsprings. And we’ll stay, until I can get answers to cure this permanently. With you there, it’ll be easy.” Grinning, he lets the other man shuffle into a more comfy position while his astral self settles at the side of the bed.
To any watching it might seem absurd, but this is an every day thing for the two men; one Ronin feeds the Lullaby tea and soup, and the other spends the time fussing over him. Straightening his collar, smoothing out tangles in his curls, running a thumb over the scruff on his chin where he needs a shave; Ronin can’t seem to get enough of Remi, and he’s unashamed in his ministrations. ”I’d risk my fingers for you,” he says with a grin.
Nodding in response to the question, Ronin suddenly realises that he never asked Amalia about the details of her theft. ”Mm. You’ll have to ask her how, exactly. I think it’s how the water ended up frozen, though.” He smirks.
To any watching it might seem absurd, but this is an every day thing for the two men; one Ronin feeds the Lullaby tea and soup, and the other spends the time fussing over him. Straightening his collar, smoothing out tangles in his curls, running a thumb over the scruff on his chin where he needs a shave; Ronin can’t seem to get enough of Remi, and he’s unashamed in his ministrations. ”I’d risk my fingers for you,” he says with a grin.
Nodding in response to the question, Ronin suddenly realises that he never asked Amalia about the details of her theft. ”Mm. You’ll have to ask her how, exactly. I think it’s how the water ended up frozen, though.” He smirks.
one more wish for you
