[ steady is something he needs, because andyr's panicking. it seems like they're dismantling the only thing adam and ronan had held sacred between them, and with how much they'd dissolved already, andyr's terrified it'll split them beyond repair. he loves them both, deeply, but he's terrified of this fracture, and that shows in how he searches ronan's eyes. ]

What'll you have left just for you?

[ andyr knows adam's struggling with this, but adam's a big boy, and so is ronan. maybe they need to be a little bit less sensitive to upsetting the other, if it means them actually fucking talking about anything. if it means ronan doesn't believe he's being punished, and adam doesn't think he's trying to be Enough all the time. ]

What do you two want from each other? Not just the sex. All of it, be honest.

[ he wants to love them like this, he does so badly, but there's such a dishonesty going into it with the fear that he's hurting something in it. he can't press inside adam and be worrying if this is the prelude to them breaking apart for good. pulling his hands up, andyr presses them against his eyes, scrubbing, with voice muffled. he knows he's acting ridiculous. ] I'm sorry. I don't know how this crap's supposed to work, I just-- I can't ruin you two. You're all I have, and I can't.