you are terrifying and strange and beautiful
Agreement is far from Ronin's opinion on the whole mess - he's livid and raw and hateful about all of it, but at the time it had been in the Star's best interests to try and stop his husband from being smited by a vengeful God of Life. Now, though? He lets himself crack and break against Remi, trying for a smile to hear that Mateo is looking for him, but it crumbles into more tears, letting out a shuddering breath. "Tonight is just about me and you," he agrees with a gentle nod.
Arms slipping around the Lullaby, Ronin thinks nothing of rising to his feet with Remi wrapped all around him, moving to slump down in their bed so he can sink against the wall, the pillows, with the other man still in his lap. Warm fingers try to sneak under his shirt, to run up the length of his spine, as if to tempt out wings. "They didn't even give us time to say goodbye," he whispers.
At least Remi is sane, though. At least they can stay in touch, even if it is just a shared dream.
Arms slipping around the Lullaby, Ronin thinks nothing of rising to his feet with Remi wrapped all around him, moving to slump down in their bed so he can sink against the wall, the pillows, with the other man still in his lap. Warm fingers try to sneak under his shirt, to run up the length of his spine, as if to tempt out wings. "They didn't even give us time to say goodbye," he whispers.
At least Remi is sane, though. At least they can stay in touch, even if it is just a shared dream.
The huntsman
