RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
"Yeah, that's why I was really fucking confused," Ronin agrees about the whole saying no but kissing yes thing, and he finds himself laughing at his own fucking stupidity, rubbing his hands across his face and imagining a world where they could turn back time and fix whatever boner killing vibe had gone on last night. In that world, Ronin wakes up in this poky little apartment. Sober but hungover, he tries snob coffee and orders breakfast for them. Maybe he doesn't bother going to the shop today.
And yet - here they are instead.
"Wow." Ronin sighs, because that's all he can really do in the face of such a glorious fuck up. Risking a glance across at Remi, he can't really keep the smile from twitching at the corner of his mouth. "...Would you like to play that song again now?" he asks, half joking, but the air of want to try this all again? is undeniable.
And yet - here they are instead.
"Wow." Ronin sighs, because that's all he can really do in the face of such a glorious fuck up. Risking a glance across at Remi, he can't really keep the smile from twitching at the corner of his mouth. "...Would you like to play that song again now?" he asks, half joking, but the air of want to try this all again? is undeniable.
show me your darkness.
