RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
"Why thank you," Ronin said, his chest puffing out with pride. Alright, so his little Hotaru voodoo doll at home might end up with a few new pins in it thanks to tonight's outing, but it's better than the alternative, right? (Unless you believe in voodoo, he supposes). Turning his head to nuzzle a soft kiss behind Remi's ear, the Supernova is in a perfect position to feel the chill as it ripples across his husband's emotions, both unexpected and not at a time like this.
He at least has the decency to wait for the bed to appear on the sand before interrupting the Lullaby's concentration, Ronin drawing him close and into a surprisingly passionate kiss, given how spent the two of them are. "I don't know. You are very old," he considers with a wicked smile, backing them up towards the four poster.
"But you're also right. It's not my place to tell you to go out and make new friends, though." The reason they live in a place where literally hardly anyone can go is precisely because Ronin has stopped trying to manage his husband's social conduct. "If you did want to, that would involve coming down from the Cordillera a little more."
He at least has the decency to wait for the bed to appear on the sand before interrupting the Lullaby's concentration, Ronin drawing him close and into a surprisingly passionate kiss, given how spent the two of them are. "I don't know. You are very old," he considers with a wicked smile, backing them up towards the four poster.
"But you're also right. It's not my place to tell you to go out and make new friends, though." The reason they live in a place where literally hardly anyone can go is precisely because Ronin has stopped trying to manage his husband's social conduct. "If you did want to, that would involve coming down from the Cordillera a little more."
show me your darkness.
