It was a spell. One only Adam could cast, could command. Stepping forward when Adam stepped back, he nodded, slowly, unable to look away from Adam's face. Fuck everything else. They didn't owe anyone here anything. Fuck Adam's parents, fuck Declan, fuck all the maids and servants that turned a blind eye to abuse and cruelty.

"Okay," Ronan exhaled, feeling ... excited. Amazed. Sure, he fucked off himself before, but he never ran off with... someone. With Adam. With the person he loved before he even realized what the butterflies darting in his belly even meant.

"Okay."

And god, he wanted to embrace him. Hold tight, touch him, love him. But if they were going to leave before anyone noticed, they didn't have time for that.

"Let's go."