I will fight the end
There were, Ronin insists, feeling thoroughly silly now, especially given that he absolutely can't prove anything now that he's completely detonated anything that might have been on the sea bed. Maybe, he says of the flattery, slanting a much more crooked smile towards Remi this time and melting into the soft kiss that's delivered against his lips. Handsome, patient and creative? I am spoiled. He nudges his husband, as if to ask whether that's enough flattery yet.
Still, the grumble of disappointment is genuine to hear what the ship wheel would have made, Ronin gently kicking off the sea floor now so they can drift slowly back up towards the surface. Well, I owe you something just as good, he says - goodness knows what he will end up bringing home, but it will be magnificent even if not in particularly useful ways. That he can guarantee.
I did? I'm a hero among men, he says cheerfully, lifting Remi's fingers to kiss them, not even knowing if that's the hand where the papercut was. And at least I still have the rope for your Ludo thingy.
Still, the grumble of disappointment is genuine to hear what the ship wheel would have made, Ronin gently kicking off the sea floor now so they can drift slowly back up towards the surface. Well, I owe you something just as good, he says - goodness knows what he will end up bringing home, but it will be magnificent even if not in particularly useful ways. That he can guarantee.
I did? I'm a hero among men, he says cheerfully, lifting Remi's fingers to kiss them, not even knowing if that's the hand where the papercut was. And at least I still have the rope for your Ludo thingy.
'til the end is here
