RONIN
the supernova
"Now that is an idea," Ronin says with a grin, and as far as compensation goes, he thinks that ought to be more than doable for his starlit lady. (Then again, his compensation is really that she's not flaying his hide or turning his powers inside out again, so...)
Leaning into the fingers against his cheek and stretching happily in the sand, Ronin sneakily summons his nimbus to glide lazily overhead, blocking the worst of the sun's rays from their faces. "Those were some of the most simple times we had," he agrees, turning his head to sweetly kiss the inside of his husband's wrist.
"I know what you mean, though. I assumed, back then, that I could never love you more than I did in that moment. And I've been proven wrong so many times." Raising his eyebrows at Remi as if to ask if he's still being annoyingly charming, Ronin reluctantly gropes for the drink he'd set down in the sand, intent on finishing it.
Leaning into the fingers against his cheek and stretching happily in the sand, Ronin sneakily summons his nimbus to glide lazily overhead, blocking the worst of the sun's rays from their faces. "Those were some of the most simple times we had," he agrees, turning his head to sweetly kiss the inside of his husband's wrist.
"I know what you mean, though. I assumed, back then, that I could never love you more than I did in that moment. And I've been proven wrong so many times." Raising his eyebrows at Remi as if to ask if he's still being annoyingly charming, Ronin reluctantly gropes for the drink he'd set down in the sand, intent on finishing it.
i'll get over it
i just gotta be dramatic first
i just gotta be dramatic first
