Adam leaned back against one of the posts of the bed, relaxing a little. He was comforted by Ronan's words, his anger, his company. It was nice to feel defended. He'd missed that, and for the first time he felt like he had his Ronan back.

He didn't argue with any of Ronan's words. He agreed with most of it. His father was an asshole, Ronan shouldn't have left, Adam didn't deserve his life. He didn't think anyone deserved his life.

But, most of all, he agreed that Ronan shouldn't have left him.

Staying quiet, Adam hugged his arms over his chest, staring idly at a spot on the floor as he processed his emotions.