aberth: (( ninety - four. ))
Aᴅᴀᴍ ❝ Fᴏʀᴇsᴛ Iɴᴛᴇʀɴ ❞ Pᴀʀʀɪsʜ ([personal profile] aberth) wrote in [community profile] xistentia 2017-09-07 01:17 pm (UTC)

( There are moments when the person Adam has fought against becoming somehow slip in. This is one of them. But instead of feeling hurt about it, he just feels safe. Here he can let his words shape themselves into mountains and dusty fields, because Ronan has seen that part of him, has seen that he can be more too. Adam never thought he'd mellow out, Gansey would probably call it a miracle. But really, it's just this, being known and being wanted regardless. )

Okay.

( If he feels a little strange about doing this, he doesn't show it on his face. Instead he just nudges Ronan's knees apart so he can step between them, taking the clipper in hand. Their bathroom is a fairly small affair, but they'll clean it up after. Adam hums, a wordless tune, as he runs his free palm over Ronan's scalp, guiding him to bow his head before he turns the clippers on and moves them to the nape of his neck.

He doesn't ask if Ronan's sure, he knows he is.
)

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