the lullaby
i don't want the world to see me,
because I don't think they'd understand
because I don't think they'd understand
Remi's mischievous smirk tightens somewhat as leather clads his husband's body, and now his cheeks grow rosy for an entirely different reason. Inhaling a cold breath, he lets his eyes follow the newly appeared lines of leather with a lazy sigh. "Maybe Safrin isn't so bad.." He mumbles, before blinking himself out of it and fixing Ronin with a crooked smile.
Accepting the flask, it's halfway to his lips before Remi finds himself pausing to consider his husband's suggestions. "You know, that quite literally never occurred to me." He replies with a shrug. "Besides, you're the only snowman I want." Rather than getting into the sled, Remi trudges dutifully at Ronin's side that he might feed the Huntsman sips of hot chocolate. "Gods that's good. The fae must use peppermint bark. I think I saw them selling cups made out of the stuff so that it would subtly flavour whatever you put in."
Accepting the flask, it's halfway to his lips before Remi finds himself pausing to consider his husband's suggestions. "You know, that quite literally never occurred to me." He replies with a shrug. "Besides, you're the only snowman I want." Rather than getting into the sled, Remi trudges dutifully at Ronin's side that he might feed the Huntsman sips of hot chocolate. "Gods that's good. The fae must use peppermint bark. I think I saw them selling cups made out of the stuff so that it would subtly flavour whatever you put in."
when everything's meant to be broken,
i just want you to know who I am
i just want you to know who I am
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
