You've got a pocket full of reasons why you're here tonight

[incognoscibilis]

The second Ronan's fingers slide under his shirt, Adam rolls his hips a little, raises his arms. He welcomes it, the warm, callused fingers over his skin, the possibility of more. Already, his body remembers other nights and days of kisses and almost more and the heat begins to trickle down through him.

Kicking off his shoes where they stand, Adam slides his hips a little ways forward, pressing intently against Ronan. He wants him. So much. He wants Ronan the way he wants air right now.

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[thedreamthief]

There's a lot packed into only a few words and Ronan's reeling for a moment. Fuck, boyfriends. Oddly, it doesn't feel right, but Ronan isn't sure what word would actually fit. But even the idea of that much feels foreign, like too much of nothing he deserves.

"Home," Ronan echoes because they both know that's not accurate. Darrow isn't home and never will be. But there's something nice about being able to sneak into Adam's apartment whenever he wants, something a little bit familiar. His lips twist into a sneer then, though it's not cruel at all. "Admit it, you like it when I'm bleeding."

[incognoscibilis]

"I'd never admit that." It's an oblique admission that, yes, Ronan fresh from some kind of scuffle is hot but he doesn't want to outright give his approval. "I like you better when I'm not patching you up."

He turns on his side a little, kissing Ronan again, wiping that smirk away.

[thedreamthief]

There's a sincerity in Adam's tone that almost hurts to hear and something like guilt winds tight in Ronan's gut. As long as they know each other, as long as they're this, Adam will probably be cleaning up Ronan's messes, most of them on Ronan's face. And he has no doubt Adam already knows that. Even if he doesn't like it.

Still, Ronan hums into the kiss, lifting a hand again to brush fingertips along Adam's jaw before curling just under his chin to keep him there. Grinning, he murmurs, "You want a pizza and blowjob date then?"

[incognoscibilis]

"You get the pizza and I'll blow?" Adam doesn't tease often but when he does, it's usually saved for Ronan. Maybe, with the way they talk, he should have realized it sooner.

He ducks his chin a little, nuzzling into Ronan's fingertips. How does he express or explain it? How much he wants to be Ronan's...whatever. Boyfriend. Partner.

[thedreamthief]

"I was thinking vice versa, honestly, but I won't say no either way," he remarks, leaning in to brush a kiss to Adam's brow and grinning. He feels good like this, he's surprised to discover. Comfortable and warm and like he's holding something precious and managing, so far, to not crush it into dust.

Though, sometimes when he thinks about it too much, everything inside builds up and threatens to boil over and he has the overwhelming urge to punch in a wall.

[incognoscibilis]

Adam tilts his head into the kiss. After everything Ronan has done for Chainsaw, Adam isn't particularly surprised that he can be gentle. That doesn't change how nice it feels to experience it firsthand. Feeling romantic, he snuggles in deeper.

"I got nowhere to be all day," he says, voice soft and accent thick.

[thedreamthief]

It's a little surprising, honestly. For as long as Ronan's known Adam, he's had somewhere to be, whether it be at school, at one of his three jobs, or out with him and Gansey hunting down Glendower. This concept that Adam has time to just be is yet another example of how different things are here.

This one, at least, is a good one.

Still smiling, Ronan curls his arm tighter around Adam, soaking in his warmth and that slow accent, and murmurs against the top of his head. "You do now."