RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
"Same here... though I am admittedly better at social masking," Ronin admits, pausing before the front door to surreptitiously remove the bit of paper tucked against the window advertising who to contact if interested about the space. They were interested, and so no one else needed to be until they had decided whether or not this was somewhere they'd like to stay, right. "I'm sorry if that ever made it difficult for you," the Star says suddenly, tucking away the paper without looking at Remi. "The masking, I mean. I know it can sometimes seem as if I'm a lot more carefree about things than I am."
Having finished his final inspection of the shop (and still not liking the fact that the door was open), Ronin grasps the handle and turns it, letting in the fragrant, sweet air of the Plaza, and the increasingly bustling noise of opening businesses and workers getting breakfast. It's then that Remi calls his name, and the Star looks over his shoulder to catch his husband spangled in sunlight, his smile taking years off him, his eyes clear enough to drown in.
Ronin's breath stutters in his chest to see this man, fae and ethereal in somewhere as mundane as a dusty Stormbreak shop, profess his love to him. The Star's returning smile seems to melt through every ounce of tension that has been present in him for goodness knows how long, and he steps aside to hold the door open for Remi. "I love you too." It thrums, warm and deep in his chest, and he doesn't think it has ever been more true.
Having finished his final inspection of the shop (and still not liking the fact that the door was open), Ronin grasps the handle and turns it, letting in the fragrant, sweet air of the Plaza, and the increasingly bustling noise of opening businesses and workers getting breakfast. It's then that Remi calls his name, and the Star looks over his shoulder to catch his husband spangled in sunlight, his smile taking years off him, his eyes clear enough to drown in.
Ronin's breath stutters in his chest to see this man, fae and ethereal in somewhere as mundane as a dusty Stormbreak shop, profess his love to him. The Star's returning smile seems to melt through every ounce of tension that has been present in him for goodness knows how long, and he steps aside to hold the door open for Remi. "I love you too." It thrums, warm and deep in his chest, and he doesn't think it has ever been more true.
show me your darkness.
