RONIN
"Oh and I suppose that makes scalping me okay, does it?" Ronin's voice is higher than usual and quite incredulous as he swamps out of the water after his husband. His pants were a mistake, as it turns out, weighing him down and causing him to slip and slide on the rocks as he clambers to his feet. He's simultaneously trying to laugh, catch his breath and appear as put out as he feels, which is an interesting display of emotions on his face to say the least.
You," he says, pointing accusingly at the alchemist, "are the biggest menace I have ever met in my entire life - and that's including myself!" He scoffs, his shoulders relaxing by degrees, his hand reaching back to feel the tuft of hair that will make a thoroughly adorable cow's lick when it's dry. "Gods, I fucking love you." Ronin shakes his head at the other man.
You," he says, pointing accusingly at the alchemist, "are the biggest menace I have ever met in my entire life - and that's including myself!" He scoffs, his shoulders relaxing by degrees, his hand reaching back to feel the tuft of hair that will make a thoroughly adorable cow's lick when it's dry. "Gods, I fucking love you." Ronin shakes his head at the other man.
soft spoken with a broken jaw
we step outside, but not to brawl
we step outside, but not to brawl
