my heart is yours to break

right now everything you want is wrong
& right now all your dreams are waking up

"But if it was just for fun, why would I force myself to fake laugh at one of your jokes?" Remi wonders, having the nerve to look puzzled. Quickly the facade breaks, and Remi snorts a laugh. "Speak for yourself. My magic isn't biased. Though, if it was for fun, I'd likely slip into your body and make you do all sorts of ridiculous things. I'm sure the old why are you hitting yourself routine would get a few laughs." The humour seemed low brow enough in the pits that the alchemist probably wasn't wrong.

But of course thoughts of slipping into Ronin lead his mind down a similar path to his husbands, and Remi too has to blink away images of his hands over scarred and tattooed skin, taut and golden, and the strange sensation that accompanies hiding himself away in the spaces between Ronin's ribs.

"Thank you so much." Remi says politely, bowing from the waist as he reaches out to accept the food. Quickly Remi shovels some of Ronin's sausage into his own paper-tray, while giving the merchant a wink. "He's got a bad stomach." He explains in a low voice, before patting his stomach with one hand and cringing to underscore why it was Remi needed more of the food.

"mmm? Absolutely." Remi agrees brightly, making the mistake Ronin didn't, and sipping his coffee far too soon.

The Lullaby