[ They're so new. He can't help but think about that as he lets Ronan's lips press to his fist. They're so new, and they needed time to learn how to be themselves after all that happened.
And yet here they are.
Adam is careful when he presses himself to Ronan's side, soft when he feels rough, sweet when he's anxious. He runs his knuckles against the vulnerable length of Ronan's throat and presses his dead ear to his chest as though if he wished hard enough he could hear Ronan's heartbeat through it. ]
We'll be okay. I'm here.
[ He doesn't know when he and Ronan became a two-headed monster, but he's glad, so glad, that they aren't facing this alone. ]
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And yet here they are.
Adam is careful when he presses himself to Ronan's side, soft when he feels rough, sweet when he's anxious. He runs his knuckles against the vulnerable length of Ronan's throat and presses his dead ear to his chest as though if he wished hard enough he could hear Ronan's heartbeat through it. ]
We'll be okay. I'm here.
[ He doesn't know when he and Ronan became a two-headed monster, but he's glad, so glad, that they aren't facing this alone. ]