gold light shining on so many things

[unknowable]

Who: The Raven boys and Blue (quaerit, ampliat, greywaren, unknowable, casperdisaster) + anyone else who drops in!
What: Gansey, Blue, Adam, and Ronan disappeared for a few days and return having suffered a both traumatic and pleasant canon update
Where: House 1303 and around Hadriel
When: 6/10-ish
Warnings: Swearing, the effects of trauma, heightened teenage emotions, probably kissing (that hopefully will not kill anyone), definitely TRK spoilers



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[greywaren]

[Ronan doesn't resist when Adam moves them, though physical comfort like this isn't exactly a familiar sensation. He usually pulls away from people, lashes out in anger, says cutting things, gets drunk, tries to find anything to separate him from his pain.

This isn't like that. This is Adam acknowledging that he's hurt, that he's fucked up and at the end of his line- and taking him in anyway. In a way, it forces Ronan to face his own feelings, which is difficult for him to wrest through, but it also means that he doesn't have to do this alone. The solidarity is something that he's not sure if he's felt before, and he knows that Adam must be suffering too, but the fact that they can suffer together instead of pushing away to spiral is- well, it's different. Ronan isn't sure if it's good or not, it doesn't feel good, but it also doesn't feel as violent as screaming everything out into a bottle and bloodying his fists on someone else's face.

He moves with the shifting, resting his cheek against the hollow of Adam's shoulder, his eyes lowered, almost closed but not quite. He doesn't know how he feels, beyond the anger and the grief and the shock of it, and it all carves though his chest until he just feels hollow and quiet in Adam's arms.

Ronan reaches out to wrap an arm around his waist, holding on tightly to him and trying to just focus on breathing, laying there, inhaling the soft, earthy scent of Adam's skin. He's not going to sleep- there's no way he's going to let himself. Still, that doesn't mean that he can't settle like this, warm and cracked and quiet on their shitty bed in this stupid city between worlds.]

[unknowable]

[Something inside Adam relaxes a little when he feels Ronan's arm around his waist, his head resting against Adam's shoulder. He knows they're both usually the type to work their grief and anger out alone, but he'd tried to be there for Ronan and home - and now, here, he remembers all the other things they've been through. All the ways they've been there for each other, or not.

He doesn't want Ronan to be alone. He doesn't want to be alone.

He holds Ronan close, feeling the warm weight of his body and the soft brush of his breath. Adam deliberately tries not to think of anything, tries to push everything that's happened away. He wants to just exist in this moment with Ronan. Give him a tiny bit of peace, though they both know it's not enough.

Adam is exhausted. He's always been able to sleep pretty much anywhere, and this is no different. Ronan will wake him if he needs him - he hopes - so that's okay. He lets his eyes slide shut, lets his breathing even out. He doesn't let go of Ronan, even while he slips into an uneasy sleep.]