[SE] hark the heralds

the lullaby

i don't want the world to see me,
because I don't think they'd understand

The cold has made his skin go slightly numb such that it feels as though Ronin is hugging him through layers and layers of blankets. He can't feel his husband's worth or the texture of his hug, which only adds to the strange feeling if isolation and dispair that has started to grow roots behind his lungs. "I love you." Remi says wearily, nestling his head against Ronin's shoulder and allowing himself a long sigh.

'Physically I am.' Remi qualifies with a swallow, before nodding. "That sounds perfect. Why don't you start the water and I'll bring in some wood." There should have been a boyish smirk to accompany that—because when didn't easy innuendos make Remi laugh—but just now the alchemist's face was drawn and mirthless.

Returning to the houseboat a few minutes later with wood stacked beneath both arms, Remi deposits the bundles on the ground before shaking out his curls outside the door. Stripping off his wet clothes (leaving him in just his underwear), the alchemist dons a blanket instead of proper clothes. "We're going to need to cover the wood outside. Most of it is already too wet to use."

when everything's meant to be broken,
i just want you to know who I am

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!