RONIN
the dark star
"Oh, sorry. I mean... post a guard. All along the perimeters, Remi. Even the ones you don't really know about yet." Ronin's smile comes a bit easier with his husband's humour, at least, and even if the Star is homesick and overwhelmed himself, right now, Remi's presence is enough to soothe him. Humming a note of contentment as he's pulled closer, he leans his cheek into a mess of soft curls, letting his fingers draw slow and gentle patterns across the other man's back.
"Hm...? I don't have a younger brother," Ronin says, and his obviousness and stupidity can be blamed on the fact that he's enraptured by his husband. "I'd hate him for it too, though," he grumbles, before gently shaking his head. "I've heard of him. Never met him, though. Don't really want to, if I'm honest." Hugging Remi closer, he pulls in a deep breath and lets it out again.
"I'm going to see if I can come here for a bit," he decides. "Help you set this place up. You can't be expected to know how to do all this. You'd have been better off having the Dragoons train you." He smiles suddenly. "Or," he suggests, "maybe you can come and stay with me for a little while. I'll put you through your paces."
"Hm...? I don't have a younger brother," Ronin says, and his obviousness and stupidity can be blamed on the fact that he's enraptured by his husband. "I'd hate him for it too, though," he grumbles, before gently shaking his head. "I've heard of him. Never met him, though. Don't really want to, if I'm honest." Hugging Remi closer, he pulls in a deep breath and lets it out again.
"I'm going to see if I can come here for a bit," he decides. "Help you set this place up. You can't be expected to know how to do all this. You'd have been better off having the Dragoons train you." He smiles suddenly. "Or," he suggests, "maybe you can come and stay with me for a little while. I'll put you through your paces."
i'll get over it
i just gotta be dramatic first
i just gotta be dramatic first
