I swear I still believe but I don't know
"But I didn't," Ronin hisses lovingly in protest, and even as the morning light begins to dry away the beads of water on his skin, he continues to draw strength from the fountain Remi is propped against. And, naturally, the more the Nova comes back to himself, the more of a lovestruck menace he's liable to be. "Mm, I think so. At this point I'll take a sock to protect my modesty," he says, the words mumbled through a kiss against Remi's throat.
Nonetheless, as the sweatpants are dutifully conjured, complete with streaks of paint where Ronin has tried to clean his brushes on them while working on something, the Nova draws back enough to slip them on. "I'd have eaten the apple," he protests warmly, finally backing up to step out of the fountain and drawing Remi with him. "Come on," he invites. "I'm well enough to stroll, I think. Especially if I get to lean on you."
Nonetheless, as the sweatpants are dutifully conjured, complete with streaks of paint where Ronin has tried to clean his brushes on them while working on something, the Nova draws back enough to slip them on. "I'd have eaten the apple," he protests warmly, finally backing up to step out of the fountain and drawing Remi with him. "Come on," he invites. "I'm well enough to stroll, I think. Especially if I get to lean on you."
the supernova
