[It looks a little conflicted at that- Adam not believing him when he knows that he would have believed him if he were the original. Adam's trust in Ronan is unshakable, but this copy of him- not so much, apparently. Which is fair, he's lied to him this much already, manipulated and deceived him, caused him so much pain... but something about it is still offensive on some level.
Maybe it's because Ronan- the real Ronan- loves him and the double now has those memories. He doesn't know. What he does know is that Adam is strong and resolute, and there's something steely in his eyes, like ash from a barely-extinguished flame, and Adam doesn't believe him.]
I wouldn't lie about this.
[He finally says- which is stupid, because Adam has no reason to trust him, but it's true. He's not lying for some reason, if Adam gave him this then he really would do what he wanted, go, never come back. There are other things to do out there besides, and he takes another step forward, crowding Adam back against the wall.]
I just want- a little piece of you.
[Ronan loves him, Ronan loves him so much, with an intensity that could raze the world into embers. The double can't comprehend that, it doesn't feel that, but there's a shadow to him that has at least the memory of love, and so he follows its strings like a marionette, transfixed by Adam's posture and the freckles on his cheeks, but created to hurt him instead of love him.
He exhales softly, close enough so that his breath ruffles the ends of Adam's hair.]
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Maybe it's because Ronan- the real Ronan- loves him and the double now has those memories. He doesn't know. What he does know is that Adam is strong and resolute, and there's something steely in his eyes, like ash from a barely-extinguished flame, and Adam doesn't believe him.]
I wouldn't lie about this.
[He finally says- which is stupid, because Adam has no reason to trust him, but it's true. He's not lying for some reason, if Adam gave him this then he really would do what he wanted, go, never come back. There are other things to do out there besides, and he takes another step forward, crowding Adam back against the wall.]
I just want- a little piece of you.
[Ronan loves him, Ronan loves him so much, with an intensity that could raze the world into embers. The double can't comprehend that, it doesn't feel that, but there's a shadow to him that has at least the memory of love, and so he follows its strings like a marionette, transfixed by Adam's posture and the freckles on his cheeks, but created to hurt him instead of love him.
He exhales softly, close enough so that his breath ruffles the ends of Adam's hair.]
Meant for me and not him.