my heart is yours to break

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

Remi can't tell if he feels uncomfortable because he's trying not to look at Ronin's ass as they ascend the stairs, or if it's because, in all his life, he's never climbed a spiral staircase. Twisting in such sharp circles has him dizzy and feeling uncoordinated such that he actually starts to hear the boards groan under his feet when he finally does reach the top.

For a moment, Remi just lingers in the doorway. It's much harder to envision what might populate this space than it had been downstairs. He isn't quite sure why that is—if it's because this fresh start is indeed quite fresh at the moment, or if it's something else—but quickly Ronin's goldilocks-style description of the size has him snapping out of it with a grin. "I don't know that I ever saw your apartment back in Northaven. Was that what it was called? Or was it a flat?" Remi's grin is crooked and provocative, always happy to rub his husband's classist upbringing in his face, if only because neither of them took it that seriously.

"I don't think I want any more children." The alchemist says suddenly as he eyes the extra rooms. The interjection is abrupt, but perhaps not surprising given their new honesty with one another.

The Lullaby