2 truths and a lie; daemon: chainsawd

[fiachdubh]

[ 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 Greywaren

1. I coo over baby goats in tiny sweaters when I think there's no one around to see.
2. 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
3. My tattoo is designed to be dangerous and full of claws, and beaks, and thorns (but the flowers are my boyfriend's favourite part)

One Of These Is A Lie

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[fiachdubh]

[ Ronan breathes, staying right there with his forehead against Adam's, his eyes closed, feeling like there's a storm inside of him. He nods and licks his lips, reaching up to curl a hand around Adam's neck. ]

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.

[aberth]

( His hands fall to their natural place on Ronan's hips, holding on or anchoring him. He lets out a breath he hadn't known he was holding, limbs loosening. ) I want to tell people, if they ask. But I won't use it for a joke again, because that was shitty and I'm pretty sure Blue's going to kick my ass the next time she sees me.

( 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. )

[fiachdubh]

[ Ronan blows out a breath, so close to Adam like this that he can almost taste him. It's such a stupid fight, he can hardly believe it, and yet at the same time? It surprises him so little, that they'd fight over ridiculous shit any chance they get. ]

Okay. Hey, we're okay.

[ His thumb swipes along Adam's cheekbone, soft and sure. ]

I love you.

[aberth]

( Adam's smile is a little dumb, he knows. A little goofy. But the words mean more to him than he can ever say. Because they cost each of them a different kind of price, but they're expensive regardless. )

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. )

[fiachdubh]

How terrible, [ he murmurs just as Adam leans in to kiss him. Ronan surges closer, keeping Adam pressed against the wall, like he doubts in any way that Adam is perfectly content where he is.

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. ]