RONIN
"Don't do that without me!" Ronin calls back, beaming over his shoulder at his husband before he's swallowed by the stalls and the meandering Fae. He's only gone for a few minutes, and when he gets back his return is heralded by a very cheerful jingle of sleigh bells - bells that have been carefully wound around glowing luxere antlers. "I will pull the sled," he announces - he had promised to, after all.
Collecting up said sled, he slips his free arm through Remi's and walks them back across the bridges towards the woods. "Would you like a sleigh ride?" he asks once they're back on the snow, waggling his eyebrows and gesturing to the sled, as if to tell him that his chariot awaits.
Collecting up said sled, he slips his free arm through Remi's and walks them back across the bridges towards the woods. "Would you like a sleigh ride?" he asks once they're back on the snow, waggling his eyebrows and gesturing to the sled, as if to tell him that his chariot awaits.
soft spoken with a broken jaw
we step outside, but not to brawl
we step outside, but not to brawl
