As Sam stirred, Remi winced adoringly, turning to look down on his sleepy counterpart. "I am sorry love, I did not mean to wake you—" He whispered, the apology playful on his lips. Looking back out the window for a moment and regarding the oncoming storm, Remi shivered as Sam's wandering fingers brushed against his skin. Turning back with a warm smile, the alchemist sank back down into the bed with a weary sigh.
"I had the strangest dream just now. You had written me this letter saying you were going to go to the Voice and ask to forget me. But by the time I saw you next, you had already done it.." Voice trailing off, Remi furrowed his brows as he looked at the ceiling (magically adorned with faintly pulsing stars) and ran a hand across his eyes with a sigh.
Pulling his left arm inwards to tug Sam closer, Remi shook his head slightly, kissing the top of the coppery mop against his chest.
"I had the strangest dream just now. You had written me this letter saying you were going to go to the Voice and ask to forget me. But by the time I saw you next, you had already done it.." Voice trailing off, Remi furrowed his brows as he looked at the ceiling (magically adorned with faintly pulsing stars) and ran a hand across his eyes with a sigh.
Pulling his left arm inwards to tug Sam closer, Remi shook his head slightly, kissing the top of the coppery mop against his chest.
I forgot what it was like, to think I found you finally
What if you were the one for me? I hope you weren't the one for me
What if you were the one for me? I hope you weren't the one for me
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
