"Promise?" He says softly as they sit there holding each other. Ronan never thought he could ever feel like this. It didn't matter to him if years had passed or only hours. This felt right.

"As soon as I saw you that's what I thought. I thought, this one belong with me." It wasn't a matter of possession. Just understanding. Ronan saw him and he knew. He knew that this boy was something more to him. More important than any other person who had ever come into his life.

"I'm yours."