RONIN
the supernova
"Whichever one it was, we both know I'd show up the instant either one of them asked," he points out, setting their drinks down in the sand (and half burying them so they don't topple over). Helping or enabling, Ronin can be there and he will be, and it's important for him that both Flora and Mateo know it.
Grumbling right back if for no other reason than because he can feel the Lullaby tense and try to sober up, Ronin resorts to attacking his husband with kisses, scattering them up his shoulder and along his cheeks and the bridge of his nose. "It's nothing like that," he soothes, sitting up a little to gaze down at his husband, and despite the bright sunlight, the glow of his dazzle is still visible.
"Flora was running for leadership here and name-dropped the two of us as reasons why she'd make a good Queen, I guess. But... well. No one in Torchline seemed to care." He's too tipsy to be annoyed about it now - but it is still annoying. "I guess she went to Safrin to tattle on us, now that I think about it." He chuckles.
Grumbling right back if for no other reason than because he can feel the Lullaby tense and try to sober up, Ronin resorts to attacking his husband with kisses, scattering them up his shoulder and along his cheeks and the bridge of his nose. "It's nothing like that," he soothes, sitting up a little to gaze down at his husband, and despite the bright sunlight, the glow of his dazzle is still visible.
"Flora was running for leadership here and name-dropped the two of us as reasons why she'd make a good Queen, I guess. But... well. No one in Torchline seemed to care." He's too tipsy to be annoyed about it now - but it is still annoying. "I guess she went to Safrin to tattle on us, now that I think about it." He chuckles.
i'll get over it
i just gotta be dramatic first
i just gotta be dramatic first
