RONIN
the dark star
Remi's ruined hand is just an excuse for Ronin to be incredibly twee at the dinner table, feeding his husband bites of their combined meals whenever the moment suits him. (I used it in a sentence, do you get it? DO YOU?) All the while, his fingertips glide against Remi's palm beneath the table, feeding him a steady stream of contentment and warmth (and deliciousness, because the food really is good), and he only has to scold Mateo once for trying to sneak wine.
And once their plates are empty, small talk comes easily between the two boys, and easier still for Ronin. Lubricated by wine and with plenty of stories to exchange with Tobi regarding the dragoons and their various antics, it almost feels normal for the first time since they have arrived. Indeed, when it comes time to clear the plates, his hand slips out of Remi's to gather up their cutlery without even thinking about it.
"I will help to wash up," he's saying to Tobi. "In fact, I insist."
And once their plates are empty, small talk comes easily between the two boys, and easier still for Ronin. Lubricated by wine and with plenty of stories to exchange with Tobi regarding the dragoons and their various antics, it almost feels normal for the first time since they have arrived. Indeed, when it comes time to clear the plates, his hand slips out of Remi's to gather up their cutlery without even thinking about it.
"I will help to wash up," he's saying to Tobi. "In fact, I insist."
i'll get over it
i just gotta be dramatic first
i just gotta be dramatic first
