[ the kiss is like solidity of forgiveness, and andyr melts into it, hand looping behind ronan's neck, with his thumb massaging gently. it ends too quickly, andyr wanting to just soak into ronan, lay there and try to pretend everything's alright for a few minutes.
what ronan brings up, instead, has andyr blinking at him, wide eyed and lost. ]
Like... exclusive? Like a relationship thing? [ the word you're thinking of, andyr, is boyfriends, but the syllables are hard to push past his lips. it's another kind of reality that feels too good to be true, like ronan, like his love for him, like all of this. clearly, he hadn't realized that's what adam meant either, but he's not about to argue it with ronan.
just, quietly, gently, smiles, a bit sad, because he's not sure adam will still be on board with that, after all this. ]
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what ronan brings up, instead, has andyr blinking at him, wide eyed and lost. ]
Like... exclusive? Like a relationship thing? [ the word you're thinking of, andyr, is boyfriends, but the syllables are hard to push past his lips. it's another kind of reality that feels too good to be true, like ronan, like his love for him, like all of this. clearly, he hadn't realized that's what adam meant either, but he's not about to argue it with ronan.
just, quietly, gently, smiles, a bit sad, because he's not sure adam will still be on board with that, after all this. ]
I can do that. If he still wants it.