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2 truths and a lie; daemon: chainsawd
[ If you were to see how this came about, you might be amused. Turns out Adam Parrish, wanting revenge from the Employment AMA network post, has decided to take over Chainsawd while Ronan is in the bathroom.
It's the work of a few minutes. He's stealthy. ]
2 TRUTHS AND A LIE
Preferred Alias: Ronan Lynch; the GreywarenOne Of These Is A Lie
It's the work of a few minutes. He's stealthy. ]
Preferred Alias: Ronan Lynch; the Greywaren
- I coo over baby goats in tiny sweaters when I think there's no one around to see.
- I own more t-shirts than the gap, but I wear the same shredded one every day because I think it makes me look like a badass
- My tattoo is designed to be dangerous and full of claws, and beaks, and thorns (but the flowers are my boyfriend's favourite part)
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( Ronan might have his issues - love is a complicated thing, even for someone who's been loved. Adam knows he's struggled with it, cut himself off because it was easier, because it was safer. He doesn't expect him to rush headfirst into shouting it out. Even without adding the catholicism to the mix, he's always expected there to be caution. )
I know, Ronan, I just --. I don't want to be afraid. Not of this. I'm trying really hard not to be, so I said it because it's true and if I keep saying it, if I put a name to it then it's real and not --.
( Not one of his myriad of issues, not a word that sets him back years. Because Adam will always be a little bit broken, the fracture lines running too deep. But being in love with Ronan can't be one of them, he won't let it.
And then Ronan's storming closer, sharp and alive, like the air around him is shivering. )
I'm sorry, I am. I didn't think.
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No, I don't want to be afraid, either. I don't want you to be afraid. I'm not that good with... saying this stuff, to other people. I just don't care. But if you want to say it, then say it.
[ he opens his eyes, fingers squeezing gently. ]
Because it's real. It's real.
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( He ducks his head a little, eyelids at half mast. He hadn't thought, and sometimes it comes as a startling reminder that he can be so fucking shitty. )
And I am sorry, about not asking first. Not telling you these things first.
( It costs, to apologise. To admit that he's an asshole. But maybe it means he's changed. He doesn't want to hurt Ronan, not really. He wants this to work. )
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Okay. Hey, we're okay.
[ His thumb swipes along Adam's cheekbone, soft and sure. ]
I love you.
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I know.
( He feels thrilled, and helpless, and a little bit too young for all of this. He doesn't want it to ever go away. )
I'm going to kiss you now.
( And he does, leaning in to press his eager mouth to Ronan's lips, relishing in the rightness of it, how well they fit, how it sparks deep inside of him like tinder. He loves this insufferable bastard, and he's loved by him too. )
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It's so good, to be there, to be having this, to be making strides forward, like... they actually want to do this right, do right by each other, and it's incredible. It's more than Ronan ever thought he'd get. ]