I will fight the end
"I'll show you, next time," Ronin suggests, his smile something that his husband will likely be able to feel against the side of his neck. The projection, though? That stumps him, and he huffs out a sigh that concedes that Remi is absolutely right. "In my defence, you were incredibly distracting. I'd be surprised if I knew my own name with what your tongue was up to," he murmurs, peeking up at the other man with lazy affection.
He can't help but chuckle to watch the love poem metaphorically disappear into the ether, Ronin letting his head loll to the side to better look up at his husband. "Speaking your mother tongue has brought your accent back out," he remarks, a mix of surprised and endeared to hear it. "It's quite nice." Stretching (but not too much, in case he parts from the alchemist more than either of them would like), Ronin wraps himself around Remi and relaxes fully into bed.
"Ludo's doing?" he muses, not fully understanding until the Greatwood comes into it. "That seems both unlikely and exactly like something Ludo would do..." Wrinkling his nose, Ronin peers up at the other man. "Shall we go and visit her together? We can take Mateo, give her a housewarming."
He can't help but chuckle to watch the love poem metaphorically disappear into the ether, Ronin letting his head loll to the side to better look up at his husband. "Speaking your mother tongue has brought your accent back out," he remarks, a mix of surprised and endeared to hear it. "It's quite nice." Stretching (but not too much, in case he parts from the alchemist more than either of them would like), Ronin wraps himself around Remi and relaxes fully into bed.
"Ludo's doing?" he muses, not fully understanding until the Greatwood comes into it. "That seems both unlikely and exactly like something Ludo would do..." Wrinkling his nose, Ronin peers up at the other man. "Shall we go and visit her together? We can take Mateo, give her a housewarming."
'til the end is here
