right now everything you want is wrong
& right now all your dreams are waking up
& right now all your dreams are waking up
'So I have heard, but when do you ever do the expected thing, mmmm? You married me, after all.' Remi says sweetly even as his eyes scour Ronin's dark flop of hair for whisps of silver. It occurs to him that forcing his husband into sleep and then painting in loads of grey would be an incredible practical joke, and so he makes a mental note of it to tell Mateo about it. 'And apparently with some grey as well." Remi murmurs, fanning his fingers through a salt and pepper patch near his husband's temples.
Grinning as hands creep down the back of his pants, the alchemist raises a brow as his head inclines slightly to the side. "I could check for grey hairs in other places too, if you like." He offers, his eyes flicking down his husband's cheeks and lingering in certain places as if already spying more and more silver poking through.
Grinning as hands creep down the back of his pants, the alchemist raises a brow as his head inclines slightly to the side. "I could check for grey hairs in other places too, if you like." He offers, his eyes flicking down his husband's cheeks and lingering in certain places as if already spying more and more silver poking through.
The Lullaby
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.
