RONIN
Ronin made a weak (and unconvincing) noise of protest as Remi flopped on top of him, the hunter laughing and wiggling his arms free so he could fuss over the other man. His hands wound gently through the alchemist's curls before trailing down over his back, only to finally release him as he rolled onto his back. Shoving the blankets away and flashing Remi a still-sleepy smile, he had the decency to look at least a bit puzzled at his question.
"From that tone I feel like it's not something we can eat?" he said, unable not to sound a little disappointed. "Is it... matching shirts? Or...?" He trailed off, laughing softly and shrugging as if to say he was out of ideas.
"From that tone I feel like it's not something we can eat?" he said, unable not to sound a little disappointed. "Is it... matching shirts? Or...?" He trailed off, laughing softly and shrugging as if to say he was out of ideas.
don't close your eyes
something beautiful is still alive
something beautiful is still alive
