[ andyr arrives with a backpack on regardless, mostly because he doesn't go anywhere without some basic survival things with him, these days. it's the same garb he typically wears - some jeans and a hoodie, perhaps with a hat tugged on or a jacket layered. steve's easy for him to pick out in the complex, and andyr raises a hand, before making his way over. ]
[ Believe it or not, Steve's actually dressed relatively similar this time around. There's no evidence of anything he might have taken from the Moira, looking normal in jeans and a shirt that's still probably a size too small and a jacket he'd gotten from one of the Ingress techs, and it's almost nice to feel at ease when the past year has been nothing but one stress after another. He gives him a slight smile at the question. ]
I said I would show you. [ Obviously, he can't do that here, turning in a way that says Andyr should follow him. Maybe Steve might have taken his hand to pull him along, but there's really no hurry. ] It's this way. [ Hope he doesn't mind going through another Ingress... ]
[ all of steve's clothes look a size too small, that isn't surprising. there's something relaxing in seeing steve so casual, smiling, even, after all they'd gone through on the hub. it's a side of him that'd seemed to be dimming in the last couple months, and it warms andyr to know it's still there. ]
Another one? You're sure this one won't crash on us? [ andyr's asking as he easily takes the hand that tugs him along, fingers curling around steve's palm, as his eyes trace the tall arch of the construct somewhat apprehensively. well, at least steve will be with him on the other side. ]
I was really rooting for the bubblegum, though. [ No, he wasn't.
Adam settles to leaning comfortably against the side of the bath, relaxing in the little bit of personal space he'd gained back. As good as this all is it's a lot to take in too. ]
Maybe lavender and then we can put you down for a nap.
[Without glancing back, Ronan holds up a middle finger in response to the water being spat on him. Not that he minds it, really.]
I should give you bubblegum just for that.
[He selects a bottle and turns toward the pair, sidlng up to Andyr.]
But Adam's wish is my command.
[He pours some of the soap into his palm and begins to spread it across Andyr's shoulder in a luxurious massage, rubbing slow circles over his skin. God, but he is so lucky. To be able to touch Andyr's body like this again... He is so greedy, to have secretly longed for this. Is it really okay?]
[ it's completely okay, as far as andyr's concerned right now, though his concern is limited to the scent of the soap, the warmth of the water, and the feel of ronan's hands spread across his body, slow and lingering, absolutely indulgent. andyr's eyes slip closed, in no hurry to help ronan along, as he lets out a soft hum of approval. ]
What am I, your adopted kid now?
[ putting him down for a nap and all. please, he's older than both of you. not that you'd guess from antics alone. andyr's hands slip forward, resting on ronan's hips, with thumbs tracing the line of his hipbone, looping around to the small of his back to massage at muscle there languidly. this - this is what perfection feels like. ]
You guys keep pampering me like this, though, and I might. [ pass right the fuck out, that is. because this feels wonderful. ]
[ Adam sticks to where he is, half watching them and half fingering the necklace he's still wearing and never has any intention of ever taking off. His mind refuses to focus on any subject to long even this, which feels like it can be good also feels a bit raw and sensitive. He doesn't know how to extricate himself further without raising alarm bells that honestly aren't needed.
He just needs time to breathe. A lot had happened, he still felt guilty that his temper had been lost earlier and his hand is still aching from the aftermath of that. He definitely deserves it.
He stays quiet at that point, sinking further into the water though his clothes are heavy and uncomfortable but he doesn't want to take them off. He's not quite there with Andyr yet. ]
[Ronan sneaks a furtive glance over to Adam, trying to let his gaze slip by unnoticed while he gauges Adam's feeling about all this. He's trying not to doubt, he really is. He's just so afraid of the damage he might do. He doesn't know what it means, Adam withdrawing from them. What strength is he seeking out from Cabeswater?
Before he can be caught, Ronan's dipping his head to press his mouth to Andyr's shoulder. For now, he'll have to operate under the assumption that Adam is content to watch them together. He spreads slow kisses over the crook of Andyr's neck while his soapy hands make their way further down Andyr's body, washing his thick arms and running over the rippling muscles of his chest.]
I should've put a bed in here.
[Will any of them want to leave this room anytime soon?]
[ andyr can't help the glance over ronan's shoulder to check on adam as well, seeing him slip away, but he understands it's likely a little much for him. adam's not so full throttle of a person as ronan is, or andyr, and likely needs to ease into something like this. it reminds him of alva, a bit. but he doesn't seem to be any kind of upset, just wanting some measure of space, so he lets it go, focusing on ronan's lips across his shoulders instead.
unable to just stay still, andyr's hands slip up ronan's back, feeling tight muscle under inked skin, and he dips forward, to kiss along ronan's neck - the elegant arch of it as he bows to andyr's shoulder. teeth tug lightly at ronan's ear lobe, nothing terribly lewd, just affectionate. ]
What, you mean you don't love tent living? [ andyr teases, nose bumping at ronan's cheek. ]
[ Adam does watch them still, even as he's messing with his necklace. He pulls himself out of the bath after a few moments, reaching for one of the robes and he's quick to pull off his shirt and wrap the robe around himself before he's shedding the heavy wet jeans and settling on the tiles, though there's not a super comfortable position for him to be in. ]
There could still be a bed.
[ Actually between his body being a bit sore he wanted curl up in a soft bed exhausted mentally as much as he finds himself exhausted physically after everything that's happened over the last few hours. A bed would be much nicer than a tent. ]
[Ronan scoffs at the question, leaving it unanswered because Andyr can guess his feelings about tent living. And living like a pauper in general. He's not as fancy as certain other Aglionby boys, but he's lived his entire life with access to running water, at least.
As much as he's enjoying Andyr's affection, it's bothering him that Adam's retreating further. Ronan deftly passes the soap to Andyr, drawing away from him.]
I think that's my cue to go to work. You can handle the rest.
[It's warm and comfortable in the bath, and he's half-tempted to stay, but water and paralysis are typically a fatal mix. Hauling himself out of the bath, he doesn't bother to discard his wet clothes before curling up on the floor. The surface is hard and cold, but sleep will come easy. He's exhausted in every possible way.]
Don't have too much fun without me.
[He'll be amazed if they have any fun at all. Resting his cheek on his arm, Ronan shuts his eyes.]
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