you're the waves at my feet

please just don't forget me ”And so do I. None of it was what I had planned for my day.” Ronin smiles cheerfully, rolling his eyes a bit as Remi messes up his curls again. He’s happy enough to lounge and chat, drawing the alchemist against his chest as he relaxes against the side of the pool. Still, as Remi questions the very clearly nonsensical, Ronin raises his eyebrows as if to ask what information exactly he thinks he’ll have. ”Remi, if you don’t know, how the fuck do you expect me to piece it together?” He chuckles. ”You were just saying you needed to make him less hard so the raft would float.” It’s funny all over again, the Star sighing and grinning as he tilts his head back against the hot stone. ”Oh, I was terrified that you’d both escaped and was about to go looking for you when I noticed you were maybe a hundred metres from home,” he explains. ”You seemed to be enjoying yourselves at first - in a not blowjob way - and it was hilarious to watch. But I figured you couldn’t really consent when you were sick, so eventually I went out and grabbed you.”