RONIN
Lazy? He'd be offended if it weren't so true (and if he was actually aware of his husband's opinions of him). "Yeah, you heard." Ronin grins through his sass, though like Remi he is just about waking up and realising that it's actually waking up and not just the weird in between of dreams. He aches all over, he's hungover, he doesn't remember most of the evening and there's a very handsome man in his bed.
Blinking at Remi as he lurches to sit up, Ronin itches at the stubble on his chin and furrows his brow. "Me," he agrees, wriggling to sit up as well and rubbing at his eyes - the action puts Remi almost entirely in his lap, given the cramped sleeping space. "And you," he adds slowly. "Here. Me and you are here. What... how...?"
Blinking at Remi as he lurches to sit up, Ronin itches at the stubble on his chin and furrows his brow. "Me," he agrees, wriggling to sit up as well and rubbing at his eyes - the action puts Remi almost entirely in his lap, given the cramped sleeping space. "And you," he adds slowly. "Here. Me and you are here. What... how...?"
don't close your eyes
something beautiful is still alive
something beautiful is still alive
