aberth: (( seventy - four. ))
Aᴅᴀᴍ ❝ Fᴏʀᴇsᴛ Iɴᴛᴇʀɴ ❞ Pᴀʀʀɪsʜ ([personal profile] aberth) wrote in [personal profile] spoofer 2017-05-22 12:53 pm (UTC)

( wildcard. )

[ It's Chainsaw, but not Chainsaw, that is the first to alert him to Ronan's presence. He hears her shrill cry a block away and Adam doesn't think, doesn't even pause before he's running, climbing over vines and vegetation and scrambling down green sidewalks to chase the sound. His own daemon follows at the same pace, but Adam couldn't care less if it keeps up, heart hammering in his throat and a desperation he hadn't known possible thrumming in his veins.

He'd thought he was alone. He'd thought that they'd won only for it all to be taken from him. He'd thought that it was just his luck, to have been in love only to lose it.

So he almost falls, when he rounds the corner and sees Ronan's profile in the dim light. He catches himself at the last minute, lungs aching as he calls out the other boy's name, closing the distance as he turns. Adam notes the surprise on his face, but reaches for him anyway, shaking hands curling around his biceps as if he's half afraid Ronan might turn to smoke and disappear.
]

Jesus Christ, Lynch.

[ He's panting, and dirty, and terrified, but there's a wild light in his eyes now. Adam shakes him a little, clearly overcome and then leans in to kiss him, sharp and hungry and tasting like salt.

Decorum be damned.
]

I thought I was the only one.

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