(In Ren's mind, it works fairly simple - he wouldn't just shrug off a ring with their names engraved just popping on his finger all of a sudden, in his handwriting to top it all off. He might think Akechi is dead, but he would not stop investigating if there was a shred of evidence that perhaps, he wasn't.
But he takes a look at the man he loves and he sees the terror behind his eyes, the way he is so defensive in his pose, terrified. He can't help but to worry about the other's well-being when he's so panicked, and all he can do is gently caress a knee, so that it doesn't spook him further.)
I know. (He starts off, tone calm when it's the last thing he's feeling, as the drop of sweat sliding down his temple may suggest.) I want to be with you. It's what it means.
(Titles don't matter here. Who would even marry teenagers, to begin with? All Ren knows is that he doesn't want to leave. It's a promise that he won't.)
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But he takes a look at the man he loves and he sees the terror behind his eyes, the way he is so defensive in his pose, terrified. He can't help but to worry about the other's well-being when he's so panicked, and all he can do is gently caress a knee, so that it doesn't spook him further.)
I know. (He starts off, tone calm when it's the last thing he's feeling, as the drop of sweat sliding down his temple may suggest.) I want to be with you. It's what it means.
(Titles don't matter here. Who would even marry teenagers, to begin with? All Ren knows is that he doesn't want to leave. It's a promise that he won't.)