[Ronan's heart lifts with that smile, with every minute movement of Adam's body that suggests he's not in pain. He feels revitalized with that smile, like he could take on the rest of the world in here- even Blue, even his own assassin, even Fear himself.
He starts to smile back, but the expression is cut off by a kiss, and Ronan returns the gesture, at once marveling at how sweet Adam is. Before this, when they were alone and watching one another through feet of empty space- sometimes, rarely, Ronan would try to imagine what something like this could be like. All he had for context back then was the way that Adam had tried to court Blue and Declan's own shoddy dating skills.
He'd thought- wondered, maybe a tiny part of him had hoped- that Adam would be as cautious and as sure as he was with Blue. That Adam would like him, really fucking like him, no matter how high school bullshit that sounds, and in those rare snapshots of moments, Ronan didn't know if he'd even be able to respond to such a thing, but some soft, silly part of him had had wanted it anyway.
Now, he kisses back, reaches in to squeeze Adam's hand, and presses their foreheads together just for a moment before nodding and stepping back, a smile still tugging at his mouth.]
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He starts to smile back, but the expression is cut off by a kiss, and Ronan returns the gesture, at once marveling at how sweet Adam is. Before this, when they were alone and watching one another through feet of empty space- sometimes, rarely, Ronan would try to imagine what something like this could be like. All he had for context back then was the way that Adam had tried to court Blue and Declan's own shoddy dating skills.
He'd thought- wondered, maybe a tiny part of him had hoped- that Adam would be as cautious and as sure as he was with Blue. That Adam would like him, really fucking like him, no matter how high school bullshit that sounds, and in those rare snapshots of moments, Ronan didn't know if he'd even be able to respond to such a thing, but some soft, silly part of him had had wanted it anyway.
Now, he kisses back, reaches in to squeeze Adam's hand, and presses their foreheads together just for a moment before nodding and stepping back, a smile still tugging at his mouth.]
Then go. I'll see you around.