we live in a world someone else imagined
"Hey, you're disturbing my lint collection." Ronin scoffs and tries to wiggle away from the finger that finds its way into his belly button, his laughter huffed into Remi's hair, his arms all tangled around the alchemist to make it impossible to go far. So instead Ronin smooshes himself closer, winding around his husband to the point where there's hardly any space between them - certainly not enough for Remi to sneak his hand.
"You are right - I can," he drawls, sounding thoroughly entertained at the prospect of his husband still having to creep across the wagon on cold toes to fetch their baby. He's just settling down to the prospect of sleep when Remi's voice sneaks through the air again, a little muffled where Ronin has him tucked so close. "Oh, did he," he mumbles, letting out a long sigh and peeping an eye open to look at the Lullaby. "When do we leave for it?"
"You are right - I can," he drawls, sounding thoroughly entertained at the prospect of his husband still having to creep across the wagon on cold toes to fetch their baby. He's just settling down to the prospect of sleep when Remi's voice sneaks through the air again, a little muffled where Ronin has him tucked so close. "Oh, did he," he mumbles, letting out a long sigh and peeping an eye open to look at the Lullaby. "When do we leave for it?"
the dark star
