Ronin Taliesin
but they haven't seen the best of me
"Maybe she was fine - that doesn't mean you are, and it's okay to have weird feelings about it," Ronin mumbles, smiling down at his husband and letting his fingers trace gentle patterns across his back, giving him all the time he needs to try and muddle through what he's feeling. "You? Overthinking things? I don't believe it," he murmurs with a smile, leaning in to kiss Remi as he sits up to grab the bottle of wine.
A bottle of wine that's almost empty and is suddenly hovering over his mouth. Ronin shoots his husband a thoroughly unimpressed look and raises his eyebrows as if to ask if he's serious, before he remembers himself. Of course Remi is serious - why wouldn't he be. So it's with a great amount of trust and daring that Ronin's lips part to let the Lullaby drown him in wine. If this is how he's gotta go, so be it.
A bottle of wine that's almost empty and is suddenly hovering over his mouth. Ronin shoots his husband a thoroughly unimpressed look and raises his eyebrows as if to ask if he's serious, before he remembers himself. Of course Remi is serious - why wouldn't he be. So it's with a great amount of trust and daring that Ronin's lips part to let the Lullaby drown him in wine. If this is how he's gotta go, so be it.
