RONIN
Ronin has already let himself settle against his husband's chest, so he can't see the grin, but he can feel the shimmer of emotions that go along with it, and that's good enough for him. "Shh, shh. Let it stay a mystery," he says - if he likes making Remi flustered then having the other man know about it will ruin all of the fun. "Though perhaps I will tell Mateo just so I can see what colour he picks for you, rouge-wise."
Chuckling into the warm crook of Remi's neck, he's already very much committed to his nap by the time the Lullaby gifts him a kiss and a whispered proclamation. "Mm, I love you too," he mumbles in reply, the words almost slurred into Remi's shoulder, his fingertips painting a soft landscape across the expanse of his bare ribs as he slips deeper into dreamland.
Perhaps - if he's lucky, anyway - he can meet Remi there.
~FIN
Chuckling into the warm crook of Remi's neck, he's already very much committed to his nap by the time the Lullaby gifts him a kiss and a whispered proclamation. "Mm, I love you too," he mumbles in reply, the words almost slurred into Remi's shoulder, his fingertips painting a soft landscape across the expanse of his bare ribs as he slips deeper into dreamland.
Perhaps - if he's lucky, anyway - he can meet Remi there.
~FIN
one more wish for you
