even my darkness shines for you
But Remi, they'll never know! "Mm, I think you are. Just in a different way," he reasons, grabbing another meat-and-cheese rollup to chew on while they talk, while he leans against the counter and imagines it covered in various unfinished projects and a large, old cash register to keep requests and receipts. As he all but feels Remi's discomfort, Ronin has to resist the urge to wind his arms around his husband, to draw him against his chest and hold him until the uncertainty settles into something warm and true.
"What about... the Mortar and Pestle? Or Good Chemistry?" He waggles his eyebrows at Remi, reaching again for the wine to take a more measured sip, holding it out for the Lullaby as he imagines himself rushing down the spiral staircase, armed with a slice of toast and jam and a cup of hot tea, half shrugged into his coat.
Even the thought of it makes him chuckle. "No," he admits, but not for the reasons that Remi might think. "What I mean is yes, but there's a lot more butt-grabbing and inappropriate jokes from you as I go."
"What about... the Mortar and Pestle? Or Good Chemistry?" He waggles his eyebrows at Remi, reaching again for the wine to take a more measured sip, holding it out for the Lullaby as he imagines himself rushing down the spiral staircase, armed with a slice of toast and jam and a cup of hot tea, half shrugged into his coat.
Even the thought of it makes him chuckle. "No," he admits, but not for the reasons that Remi might think. "What I mean is yes, but there's a lot more butt-grabbing and inappropriate jokes from you as I go."
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