Ronin Taliesin
but they haven't seen the best of me
Ronin is also feeling quite light and happy about things, stretched as he is in the sun with the love of his life and some seriously spooky fucking woods. (Thanks Ludo). But Remi's expression - and the accompanying words - have him paying a little more attention, the Star smoothing his fingers through the other man's curls and shifting so he might splay properly against his chest. "What are you worried about?" he asks gently. "Is there something you didn't say, or that you think you should have spoken about with Hotaru?"
His fingers trace the curve of Remi's jaw, his thumb brushing against his lower lip. "If you think you ought to talk to her again, you should," he says with a smile. "Don't worry, if you think I'll get all weird about it. I won't - just make sure you come home to me with all your clothes on."
His fingers trace the curve of Remi's jaw, his thumb brushing against his lower lip. "If you think you ought to talk to her again, you should," he says with a smile. "Don't worry, if you think I'll get all weird about it. I won't - just make sure you come home to me with all your clothes on."
