arms give away your need
"But you can't," Ronin whispers. "You can't take it away, even though I wish you could too." Swiping at his eyes, little difference that it will make, he lets out a shuddering breath that has the darkness around them blanking free of any spectres or horrors, leaving him in the inky black soup of his emotions. He needs what he has needed since he spoke the words the first time, Ronin shaking his head helplessly as if not wanting to hurt Remi with the truth of it.
But if nothing more, he can at least make it less of a yawning unknown. "I need a week," he says softly. "I just... I need a week to be a terrible person. To get my head straight. I can... I don't mind going somewhere. Or you can go to Hotaru for a bit, I..." It's laughable, to think that he can admit to hating the life growing inside her, but simultaneously offer the logical choice to his husband when it comes to this.
"I love you too," he whispers, and when Remi doesn't close the distance between them, Ronin makes the choice instead. His lips don't seek out the alchemist's, but he holds him tightly enough that he feels like he ought to apologise.
But if nothing more, he can at least make it less of a yawning unknown. "I need a week," he says softly. "I just... I need a week to be a terrible person. To get my head straight. I can... I don't mind going somewhere. Or you can go to Hotaru for a bit, I..." It's laughable, to think that he can admit to hating the life growing inside her, but simultaneously offer the logical choice to his husband when it comes to this.
"I love you too," he whispers, and when Remi doesn't close the distance between them, Ronin makes the choice instead. His lips don't seek out the alchemist's, but he holds him tightly enough that he feels like he ought to apologise.
tie them up and around me
and play me as you please
RONIN
