all this time i was finding myself & i didn't know? i was lost
The world outside could erupt into a monsoon and it still wouldn't come close to dragging the alchemist's attention away from the man gazing up at him. Skin to skin Remi can easily feel the sweet and slow tug of Ronin's emotions, and he happily drowns in it in a way the sea could never match. Where Ronin is lost in messy curls and green eyes, for Remi it's a smile more charming than any he's ever known, and eyes so blue to make the gulf between them somewhat bearable.
'Sweet dreams.' He murmurs softly. Whether the words are a suggestion or a comment on the here and now hardly seems to matter. Draping himself over Ronin in a way which wouldn't be possible in reality, the alchemist all but melds himself into the blanket, into the bed, into Ronin.
~FIN
'Sweet dreams.' He murmurs softly. Whether the words are a suggestion or a comment on the here and now hardly seems to matter. Draping himself over Ronin in a way which wouldn't be possible in reality, the alchemist all but melds himself into the blanket, into the bed, into Ronin.
~FIN
THE
ALCHEMIST
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
