you're the waves at my feet

please just don't forget me ”Good, because I’m not going anywhere. And I don’t ever want anyone else.” Ronin’s eyes blink open just enough to catch a glimpse of bright green and dusty pink, and he’s already smiling like an idiot when Remi tries to nudge him into turning around. Ronin obeys, but only after stealing one last kiss, his hands sneaking up the length of Remi’s back, before he’s surrendering to his husband’s touch. Humming a thoughtful note, Ronin gazes around at the thick steam rising off the springs, at the way his hair is already damp even though he hasn’t submerged himself yet. ”If there isn’t, do you think we could make one?” he asks with a soft laugh, stealing a glance over his shoulder at Remi. ”I think we could. Either that, or we’ll just have to make sure we pass through here, wherever we end up travelling.”