Adam had always been there. Trying to help. Being clever, doing what Ronan wouldn't. Just like tonight—Ronan would never play nice with Declan. Yet Adam had, for his sake.
For a good long minute, Ronan stared at Adam. The fire burning low in the hollow of his chest couldn't be ignored; not anymore. Every pent up feeling. All the things he tried to ignore. All the things he wanted.
Hand pushing into the mattress, Ronan leaned, tucking his face against the side of Adam's face. Lips brushing the other man's ear, he closed his eyes and murmured, "I've always loved you. And now, I want you to be happy."
Only one thing—he had chosen Adam's bad side to press his lips against, unbeknownst to him that Adam wouldn't be able to hear his confession. When he pulled back he looked at Adam, waiting for some kind of answer, knowing full well he was going to get shot down. But Ronan didn't lie and he was tired of hiding the truth.
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Adam had always been there. Trying to help. Being clever, doing what Ronan wouldn't. Just like tonight—Ronan would never play nice with Declan. Yet Adam had, for his sake.
For a good long minute, Ronan stared at Adam. The fire burning low in the hollow of his chest couldn't be ignored; not anymore. Every pent up feeling. All the things he tried to ignore. All the things he wanted.
Hand pushing into the mattress, Ronan leaned, tucking his face against the side of Adam's face. Lips brushing the other man's ear, he closed his eyes and murmured, "I've always loved you. And now, I want you to be happy."
Only one thing—he had chosen Adam's bad side to press his lips against, unbeknownst to him that Adam wouldn't be able to hear his confession. When he pulled back he looked at Adam, waiting for some kind of answer, knowing full well he was going to get shot down. But Ronan didn't lie and he was tired of hiding the truth.