[He's not having the effect he wants, and its kind of disappointing. The doppleganger looks crestfallen, if nothing else, at the lack of tears and screaming, and he's not sure what more he can really do. Hurting Adam would indeed hurt Ronan, but it would also be dangerous and cause more suffering than confusion or fear. It's better to keep baiting him into it, letting him imagine scenarios in which the clone can destroy them both.
So Ronan falters for a moment, before drawing ever closer, close enough to touch now. His eyes go soft and he thinks- now that this is almost done, he can go terrorize the other boy who lives here. He can go hurt Ronan's other friends and ruin Ronan in a dozen different ways.
After this. After Adam, who is staring at him, calm and in control, with that sort of cool demeanor that makes the thing respect him, that makes it remember how much Ronan loved him.
In the end, he tilts his head up, his fingers tightening into fists near his sides. When he speaks, his voice is a little softer, maybe- just maybe- the slightest bit shaken by Adam's seemingly immeasurable resolve.]
Kiss me.
[He whispers, intimate now that he's close enough to be. Ronan lifts a hand up to touch the side of Adam's face, gentle, adoring, hushed with emotion.]
Once. And then I'll leave forever. You have my word.
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[He's not having the effect he wants, and its kind of disappointing. The doppleganger looks crestfallen, if nothing else, at the lack of tears and screaming, and he's not sure what more he can really do. Hurting Adam would indeed hurt Ronan, but it would also be dangerous and cause more suffering than confusion or fear. It's better to keep baiting him into it, letting him imagine scenarios in which the clone can destroy them both.
So Ronan falters for a moment, before drawing ever closer, close enough to touch now. His eyes go soft and he thinks- now that this is almost done, he can go terrorize the other boy who lives here. He can go hurt Ronan's other friends and ruin Ronan in a dozen different ways.
After this. After Adam, who is staring at him, calm and in control, with that sort of cool demeanor that makes the thing respect him, that makes it remember how much Ronan loved him.
In the end, he tilts his head up, his fingers tightening into fists near his sides. When he speaks, his voice is a little softer, maybe- just maybe- the slightest bit shaken by Adam's seemingly immeasurable resolve.]
Kiss me.
[He whispers, intimate now that he's close enough to be. Ronan lifts a hand up to touch the side of Adam's face, gentle, adoring, hushed with emotion.]
Once. And then I'll leave forever. You have my word.