RONIN
Ronin shouldn't find the sharp edges of Remi's words so comforting, and yet here they are. As lamplights begin to twinkle around them and the sunset darkens to night, the Huntsman's wings fold away and his grip becomes something less desperate and more devoted. "I love you," he whispers, kissing the alchemist's tear-streaked cheeks. "I love you," he repeats, stealing a kiss from his lips this time.
"I love you now and I'll love you when it's done. I will make sure you never go a day thinking that you're missing anything." Another kiss, his arms winding around the other man as if to guide him away into the woods, out from the Fae's watchful eyes. "I can send her a letter... Or do you think you could see her, to say goodbye?"
"I love you now and I'll love you when it's done. I will make sure you never go a day thinking that you're missing anything." Another kiss, his arms winding around the other man as if to guide him away into the woods, out from the Fae's watchful eyes. "I can send her a letter... Or do you think you could see her, to say goodbye?"
a star in someone else's sky
