[He shrugs his shoulders in a way that isn't indifferent. It's something else, a little awkward, but the fact that he cares is written all over his face, even if Ronan didn't intend to give himself away so easily. It was hard to avoid when Adam knew him better than he knew himself, though.
He follows him to the kitchen, wincing a little at the question in the way that he says thank you, and he feels like the other boy has caught him in his uncertainty. The fact that it wasn't really what he wanted to say. But he still doesn't know what the right thing to say is, and so he's quiet until they're in the kitchen, and Adam is setting the cupcakes on the counter. He sets his bag on the floor, but makes sure it's out of the way- just for the moment. He just wants his hands free.]
Look, you know I suck at this. But I-- there were things I should've said when we talked before.
[Someone else would probably have followed that sentiment with the things they wanted to say, and not awkward silence. But Ronan just looks at Adam, his fingers fidgeting and his head canted slightly to the side. He can't help looking at him, can't help tripping over the thought that he's in love with Ronan. Adam, gorgeous and determined, capable and loyal, but with thorns, too. But he doesn't think he'd be so drawn to him if he didn't.]
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[He shrugs his shoulders in a way that isn't indifferent. It's something else, a little awkward, but the fact that he cares is written all over his face, even if Ronan didn't intend to give himself away so easily. It was hard to avoid when Adam knew him better than he knew himself, though.
He follows him to the kitchen, wincing a little at the question in the way that he says thank you, and he feels like the other boy has caught him in his uncertainty. The fact that it wasn't really what he wanted to say. But he still doesn't know what the right thing to say is, and so he's quiet until they're in the kitchen, and Adam is setting the cupcakes on the counter. He sets his bag on the floor, but makes sure it's out of the way- just for the moment. He just wants his hands free.]
Look, you know I suck at this. But I-- there were things I should've said when we talked before.
[Someone else would probably have followed that sentiment with the things they wanted to say, and not awkward silence. But Ronan just looks at Adam, his fingers fidgeting and his head canted slightly to the side. He can't help looking at him, can't help tripping over the thought that he's in love with Ronan. Adam, gorgeous and determined, capable and loyal, but with thorns, too. But he doesn't think he'd be so drawn to him if he didn't.]