RONIN
Ronin knows exactly why Remi is finding it so easy to go oozing through the water like he is, and he's pointedly not looking beneath the surface. Indeed, as his husband attaches himself to the houseboat like he's their own personal sea monster (and he is, and Ronin loves it), the Huntsman wades up and around to the prow of the boat, grinning at the (gods-awful) state of it. "Yeah?" Remi could have said it in his head and Ronin would still have heard him, and he splashes back around to stand with the Lullaby.
"I love you to. I want this as well - I want it very badly," he admits, flashing a grin at him and leaning in for a sloppy kiss made all the more so by how the river's current unbalances him. "Do you want to look inside? We can move it to wherever you want it to be, before we start working on it properly. I might have already checked..." He's blushing and he doesn't give a fuck. "No leaks. The hull is sound. She's just ugly and old."
"I love you to. I want this as well - I want it very badly," he admits, flashing a grin at him and leaning in for a sloppy kiss made all the more so by how the river's current unbalances him. "Do you want to look inside? We can move it to wherever you want it to be, before we start working on it properly. I might have already checked..." He's blushing and he doesn't give a fuck. "No leaks. The hull is sound. She's just ugly and old."
one more wish for you
