RONIN
the darkstar
Gently wriggling such that he can free himself of Remi's tentacles and get his feet on the ground(ish), Ronin slips his arms around his husband's waist that he might look at him properly. I would move that houseboat to the moon if it would make you happy, you know, he tells him, leaning in to press a cool, watery kiss against Remi's forehead.
Even if danger weren't lurking on the horizon again - potentially - I think... He sighs, his brow furrowing and his gaze dropping towards the ground. We've spoken a lot about having more children one day, but I think I want to take care of the ones we have. Properly, for once.
Even if danger weren't lurking on the horizon again - potentially - I think... He sighs, his brow furrowing and his gaze dropping towards the ground. We've spoken a lot about having more children one day, but I think I want to take care of the ones we have. Properly, for once.
