I will fight the end
"Oh? That's like all of my birthdays, then," Ronin says with a bright smile - he's hardly going to complain about experiencing new things with his husband, especially if it unlocks new insights about him. "Mm, that's right. I don't know how you managed to look so handsome all hollowed out and suspicious and angry, but you did." Beaming, Ronin leans in to steal a smooch from Remi's cheek, both a compliment and a consolation about the difficulties they'd had to navigate to get here.
"It'll always be me," he vows, though before he can remark about his generosity he's being tugged into bed. Sweeping as much sand off his feet as possible, it doesn't take much for Ronin to nuzzle beneath the blankets and curl up around Remi, drawing him snug against his chest. "And I love you," he whispers in return, kissing the space just behind the Lullaby's ear.
"Mm... after this war is over," he says softly, "do you want to go ahead with that plan? A hunting lodge, you as a tour guide." Remi will be able to hear the grin in his words. "Maybe with a better job title, though. Resident storyteller."
"It'll always be me," he vows, though before he can remark about his generosity he's being tugged into bed. Sweeping as much sand off his feet as possible, it doesn't take much for Ronin to nuzzle beneath the blankets and curl up around Remi, drawing him snug against his chest. "And I love you," he whispers in return, kissing the space just behind the Lullaby's ear.
"Mm... after this war is over," he says softly, "do you want to go ahead with that plan? A hunting lodge, you as a tour guide." Remi will be able to hear the grin in his words. "Maybe with a better job title, though. Resident storyteller."
'til the end is here
