un cygne parmi les canards

“An art student who can’t make marshmallows, that’s a story,” He laughed, putting his head against her shoulder as she took a bite from the s’more. At least someone liked them even though it was burnt. Looking up, he snorted, licking his thumb before wiping away crumbs on the corner of her mouth. “Then I did something right,” The treat was quickly devoured in one bite, flashing Rein a smile as he put another marshmallow on the stick.

“This time for sure,”

"It's not like it's the end of the world." She said reassuringly with a gentle smile and looking at him with a soft gaze. "So, stop worrying about little things that probably won't mean much when you're an old man. Besides, are you really going to be telling the kids, 'I took your mother out for s'mores once. I fucked up'." She snorted, before leaning forward and placing a soft kiss on his cheek.

"Well alright banner man, you do your thing.." She muttered, leaning back into him and playing with the small flowers she had just grown in the palm of her hands.

A nervous laugh left his lips before he patted her hand, “I’ve made them a thousand times but no matter what I do they always get burnt,” He said. Everyone but him seemed to have the luck of not burning marshmallows. It was like the marshmallow gods were against him. Turning around, he put the gooey block onto some graham crackers and chocolate before holding it up to Rein’s mouth, “Wanna bite?”

She kept on eyeing the burnt food in front of her, eyebrow raising ever so slightly. "Maybe it's just not your talent, huh?" She gave a playful smirk, before sitting up straight and using the fire to warm up her hands up quickly. She turned her head to look at him, only to be greeted by the smore near her mouth. "As long as it doesn't kill me in some way, sure." She teased, taking a rather large bite of it and chewing it, giving him a pleased smile. "It's really nice ya know, even if it was burnt." She mumbled during her chewing.

She was sitting between his legs as his arms wrapped around her stomach, holding the stick out to the fire with a smirk. The night was cold against his back, but with the combination of Rein and the fire crackling in front of them, it warmed him. There was marshmallows hanging over the fire, browning slightly as flames licked at them.

"Ah shit" Delsin whipped his stick back as the white fluff caught on fire, turning it to black.

Giving a small but happy sigh, Ren leaned back into boyfriend and rested her hands on his. This was probably one of the best idea Delsin had suggested lately, so she was going to enjoy it. It had been awhile since they had time together due to Ren being so busy at work and coming home tired and not really interested in anything but sleeping. Upon hearing him curse, she lowered her eyes from looking at the night sky above her and to the to burnt marshmallow on the stick in front of her, letting a small snicker escape her lips.

"You tried." She said, trying her best to sound caring but it was pretty difficult to do when she found the situation amusing. "It's like you've never made smores before, Del."

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"The Third Street Saints, miss. Best damn crew in the whole world."

Awkward silence.

"That uhh... that name don't ring a bell for me."

"Of course that’s just one of my may talents! There’s also leading a large criminal organization too!"

"Oh? So, which organization would this be then?"

"Well it’s what happens when you have years of experience."

"Experience in doing what...? Being a big ol' tough guy?"

"There’s a lot of things I can do. Whatever it is ya need, I can most likely do it."

"You sound pretty confident with yourself..."

"Yeah, uh —— hi there. Something I can do for you?"

"Probably not... but then again, it really just depends on what you do."

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Once she clung to him, he clung back, his head buried in the crook of her neck where it seemed to belong. His hands snaked up to wrap around her back, patting her gently. Delsin nodded his head with a smile. A snort came from him as tears were gathering in his eyes, trying to hold back a laugh. Of course he’d be the one to cry. He pressed a chaste kissed on her cheek, “Me too Ren, me too,”

She rested her hand on his head, slowly brushing her fingers through his hair once again. Apart from the TV playing in front of them, the room was quiet for once. Usually she'd be playing her music and playing with Geoff as she waited for Del to finish. Giving a small sigh, she turned her head to look at him. Just to study his face and realise how lucky she was to have him. She reached her free hand up and gently pressed it against the side of his face, running her thumb softly over his cheek.

A smile tugged on his lips, gently kissing her neck, “Thank you,” He gave a tight squeeze before pulling back. Holding her hands in his, he sighed, shaking his head, “Then let my attention be on you,” Delsin squeezed them, giving a reassuring touch before bringing them up to his lips. He placed a kiss on them. He then stood up, leading her back to where she was before, sitting down on the couch.Homework could wait. After her words, it felt like lousy pieces of paper no longer meant a thing. She was more important.

The blonde gave a small purring noise at the feel of his lips against her neck. She didn't mind it only lasted for a second or so. "But.." She opened her mouth to object, a look regret and worry showing on her face before changing it to one of complete calmness. She followed him over to the couch and snuggled up next to him, her arms clinging around his body in a tight hug and her head resting on his shoulder. "I'm really glad I met you, Delsin..." She mumbled softly.

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“Darling don’t cry.”

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Her hands were soft, gentle, touching his face like he was glass. She was looking right at him, kneeling down to face him. Delsin was on the couch, head in hands as he cried miserably. There was a discarded letter on his table, from his college. Having come into the information of Delsin’s status of being a ‘bio-terrorist’ they were kicking him out. Safety reasons. It was total bullcrap yet they had to do it or else there would be problems. People sewing the school most likely.

“It’s not fair!” He cried out, burying his face in Reinette’s shoulders. She pets his head, shushing him as she did so.

“Darling, don’t cry,” Pulling his face up, she wiped away his tears before pecking him on the lips. She wrapped her arms around him, hugging him tightly as his cries started to fade, dying down to a few sniffles.

His face was still red, a smile on his face when she pulled away. A warm feeling bubbled in his chest and he couldn’t help but burry his face against the crook of her neck. Maybe it was envy or jealousy of others happiness that made him so depressed. However, having her say those things, even if it was meant to tease at his joke, it washed away some of the insecurities he held. Hugging her tightly, he breathed in a shuddery breath. “I love you,” The words were mumbled, obscured by the awkward angle he was facing, but it didn’t matter.

The blonde found it adorable when his face turned red from her close contact. She sighed as he decided to hide his face aginst her, using her fingers to brush through his hair and fingertips gently linger over the back of his neck. She mumbled the words "It's okay, I'm here for you" quietly against his ear, her arm around him holding him tighter against her own body. When he uttered those words, she wasn't taken back by surprise. She welcomed it. "I love you too." She replied with a soft voice, before adding; "and I always will, Delsin. I'm not gonna leave just because you have things to do. I have the patience, because I know that when you're free you give all your attention to me. That's all I need."

He couldn’t help but smile, a slight laugh escaping him as she pinched his cheeks. Typical Rein, always trying to get him to feel better. He was grateful for it. When she kissed him, a blush crossed his face, but he leaned in. Separating, he sat up straighter, resting his hands on hers. “Out of all those guys though, I’m the most important,” Delsin leaned up, planting his own nervous kiss on her lips. His hand reached to gently cup her cheek, bringing her closer slightly.

"You're the only guy who matters in my life, Del." She sighed softly, giving him a small smile. She was really happy with him and she couldn't ask for anything or anyone better than him. When he returned the kiss and urged her closer with the hand now resting on her cheek, she slowly slipped down from the desk and onto his lap. She hadn't planned on distracting him from his work, but it was too late now as she wrapped an arm around his neck and slowly pulled away from the kiss. She said nothing but just looked at him, her blue eyes gazing over his face with the smile still playing on her lips.