RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
"Mm," Ronin agrees softly. Oh, indeed. "Honestly, I thought there'd be dick fireworks, like at our weddings." It's easy to joke in this isolated dome of starlight, away from the vast and lonely summit just beyond it, but even though his tone is light, his voice is hoarse and his cheeks are wet from more than just the rain. "Or at least, I don't know, a banner?"
Reaching instantly to assist Remi, the Huntman carefully shifts to gather him against his chest, leaving his back exposed to the sky. "If you think your back is going to cause you problems, wait until you see your arm," he whispers, and now the joke falls flat, Ronin letting his cheek loll against the other man's sodden curls.
"We could stay," he agrees, smiling weakly. "Find a cave to keep warm. Eat dragon meat. I'll build us a house in the morning, and a bed with phoenix feathers. You can just stay as an ifrit when you sleep."
Reaching instantly to assist Remi, the Huntman carefully shifts to gather him against his chest, leaving his back exposed to the sky. "If you think your back is going to cause you problems, wait until you see your arm," he whispers, and now the joke falls flat, Ronin letting his cheek loll against the other man's sodden curls.
"We could stay," he agrees, smiling weakly. "Find a cave to keep warm. Eat dragon meat. I'll build us a house in the morning, and a bed with phoenix feathers. You can just stay as an ifrit when you sleep."
show me your darkness.
