you're the waves at my feet

please just don't forget me Ronin wants to pretend to be more upset than he is, but seeing Remi bobbing about like a little boat in the springs (he can even see his mast) has the pout fading from his lips, even if it’s still a little longer before he feels like he can move himself around again. By then, of course, the alchemist is swanning over to him, and Ronin naturally soaks up all the fuss he can. ”Mmm, no flood,” he murmurs, his arms slipping around Remi as he accepts the kisses to his cheeks. ”No payback, either. Just love me,” he says with a warm grin, his arms slipping around the Lullaby in return so he can draw him close and sneak a real kiss. Beneath the water, he can’t stop his hands from roaming, and Remi will feel the way his pulse quickens at the prospect of really having his husband all to himself again. No nightmares, no sickness. Just the heat of the water and the taste of his lips.