arms give away your need
There’s nothing that Ronin won’t do for his husband, even now when it feels like this house is somehow a hostile presence, that the dream is a nightmare and that sleep will never be restful again. So at Remi’s words, the Star wipes again at his eyes and sniffs, dragging himself up from the stairs so he can motion for his husband to lead the way. It’s a rare thing for him to look as though he carries the weight of the world upon his shoulders, but in this current iteration, in this dream, he’s almost buckling under it.
”Okay,” he manages, softly and apologetically, holding a hand out for Remi if he wants to take it. His sorry is there on his lips, ready - not because he regrets feeling the way he does. But he does regret not being what Remi needs him to be.
”Okay,” he manages, softly and apologetically, holding a hand out for Remi if he wants to take it. His sorry is there on his lips, ready - not because he regrets feeling the way he does. But he does regret not being what Remi needs him to be.
tie them up and around me
and play me as you please
RONIN
