[Killing one night horror had taken a hell of a lot of luck, and Andyr had been wide awake when it was manifested. It's a different matter when they're sleeping together, and especially if Ronan accidentally brings back two or three. Andyr's making promises he can't possibly keep.
But that's not the point. Ronan sighs, shutting his eyes briefly, and slides his hand over Andyr's. In spite of all that's happened to him, he doesn't share Adam's fear of touch. When it came to domestic violence in the Lynch family, Declan and Ronan beat each other with mutual ferocity, the both of them usually bloody by the end of it. When the Gray Man had come to capture him, it was Ronan who attacked first, not the other way around. All the worst injuries Ronan ever suffered were self-inflicted, in one sense or another.]
I didn't think he could love me, either, you know. Because of where he came from. Before he made the bargain, I don't think he could stand me. I'm everything he hated about his father. Without all the magic, I'm just a drunk who goes around breaking shit and beating people up and flunking out of school, and Adam's this perfect student who works fifty jobs and spends all his spare time reading because he's on his way to Harvard or Princeton or MIT.
That's not... That's not something that's supposed to work. People like me have hurt him and dragged him down his whole life. You'd think he'd be running in the other direction.
He knows what he wants, though. We have to trust him in that.
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But that's not the point. Ronan sighs, shutting his eyes briefly, and slides his hand over Andyr's. In spite of all that's happened to him, he doesn't share Adam's fear of touch. When it came to domestic violence in the Lynch family, Declan and Ronan beat each other with mutual ferocity, the both of them usually bloody by the end of it. When the Gray Man had come to capture him, it was Ronan who attacked first, not the other way around. All the worst injuries Ronan ever suffered were self-inflicted, in one sense or another.]
I didn't think he could love me, either, you know. Because of where he came from. Before he made the bargain, I don't think he could stand me. I'm everything he hated about his father. Without all the magic, I'm just a drunk who goes around breaking shit and beating people up and flunking out of school, and Adam's this perfect student who works fifty jobs and spends all his spare time reading because he's on his way to Harvard or Princeton or MIT.
That's not... That's not something that's supposed to work. People like me have hurt him and dragged him down his whole life. You'd think he'd be running in the other direction.
He knows what he wants, though. We have to trust him in that.