the dark star
"That is because I am," Ronin said with a smirk, shrugging a shoulder and leaning back on his hands to gaze between Remi and the lantern-esque thing he was trying to explain. Raising his eyebrows, the hunter tried hard to follow what his husband was talking about, and he cleared his throat in an attempt to be diplomatic.
"...Remi, if you had presented this to Aoife she would have broken it in moments," he pointed out. "Don't you think a lantern for her should be more... her? Something bright, something happy? Probably smeared with jam?" He nudged the alchemist gently.
"...Remi, if you had presented this to Aoife she would have broken it in moments," he pointed out. "Don't you think a lantern for her should be more... her? Something bright, something happy? Probably smeared with jam?" He nudged the alchemist gently.
a monster in my heart
a ghost inside my chest
a ghost inside my chest
RONIN
