[He's not sure what to do with this thing that Adam is giving him. It's trust in some form, but more than that- it's surety, sincere and all-encompassing. It's not even in Adam's scope of thought that Ronan would hurt him, which is good because Ronan never would. Not even when he was dying- not even when Adam had his hands around his throat.

They don't talk about it. Even though Ronan remembers that moment with an aching clarity, he knows how much it hurts Adam to think about, and so he's never brought it up, but it's true that Ronan wouldn't hurt him, it's true that Adam has every reason to trust him... but after a lifetime of being afraid, it feels like an honor to be the one thing that Adam doesn't fear, even though he gets angry, even though sometimes he feels like a monster.

He wants to embrace Adam, to wrap his arms around him and hold him tightly, but it would be a bit awkward to manage in their positions, so he simply scoots himself closer on the bed, his fingers tightening a little on Adam's own.]

I love you, [Ronan says like it's a confession- earnest, sincere.] And I'm- I'm sorry I got pissed.

[It wasn't fair of him- not to be cruel to Adam, who has already endured so much cruelty and is still capable of so much devotion. Ronan closes his eyes, lets out a long breath.]

I knew it wouldn't last forever. I just didn't think- I didn't realize that's how it had to end.