RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
"Oh God, please don't. I'd planned to go up to the mountain for a bit of peace." Ronin grins across at the other man, only to let his eyes flicker over Remi's body, as if he's considering whether he wants to finish what he's just started. At that moment, of course, his stomach does rumble, and Ronin scoffs and decides against a response in lieu of following Bandcamp back out into the apartment.
"A'right," he calls back, fishing around for his phone and opening the app to order them food when there's a t-shirt with pony puns on it being thrust in his direction. And Ronin really has to consider whether he'd prefer to pull on his dirty shirt again, before he smirks and snags the garment from Remi. "Thanks," he says, resisting the urge to suggest he just keeps a spare set of clothes here. Because that would be getting weird.
"I'll order - you decide what to put on TV?"
"A'right," he calls back, fishing around for his phone and opening the app to order them food when there's a t-shirt with pony puns on it being thrust in his direction. And Ronin really has to consider whether he'd prefer to pull on his dirty shirt again, before he smirks and snags the garment from Remi. "Thanks," he says, resisting the urge to suggest he just keeps a spare set of clothes here. Because that would be getting weird.
"I'll order - you decide what to put on TV?"
show me your darkness.
