whiskey, smoke and aces high

bandcamp

A lot's been changin' lately and I can't tell
If it's me or if it's everybody else

"By trying to play on my own." Remi murmurs, distracted by how long Ronin's eyelashes are. "It's true that lead singers tend to get more attention than the members of the band, even if they sing too. It just...is how it is." It was also the case that Remi simply was the most attractive member of the band. And you don't even fucking like girls his bandmates often complained, as if his looks were wasted on him.

Rolling his eyes, Remi reaches across to close his fingers over Ronin's. "No, no. You have not earned that yet." He says of the paradigmatic Italian gesture, before pausing and staring at his hand over Hallway's. Feeling suddenly nervous, Remi laughs at himself as he presses his fingers between the mechanics. He's only really done this in the throws of sex, pinning the other man's hands against walls or pillows. Now though he takes a moment to press his thumb in a light circle around Ronin's palm, marvelling at how utterly thrilled he was to be holding this idiot's hand.

"Sì, possiamo ordinare una pizza." He agrees with a smile.

we're only human but w?'ve got hands and hearts and noses
So stop and sm?ll the fuckin' roses

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!