[Adam smiles at the question, and his heart positively skips in his chest, feels like it bangs against his ribs. He stays impossibly still, feels like he doesn't even think to breathe in that space between where Adam's lips touch his. Ronan makes a sound that's not quite a gasp, strangely soft, at the way that it feels. His hands just holding against the other boy, and it's-- he doesn't have words for it. It's everything that he's ever craved. Breath-taking, adrenalin in his veins, a shiver that runs down his spine, heat on his skin.
He doesn't pull away until he has to, until he's breathless and almost gasping, a little wrecked as he looks at Adam, almost helpless. He should have kissed him on the station, but he knows he couldn't have, that it had taken him time to work through it, to find his footing, to be able to say it.]
Can we--?
[He tugs against Adam a little bit, the world suddenly tilted. He wants to just curl up together and kiss him again, he wants his jacket off and maybe his shirt too. He definitely wants Adam's shirt off. He knows he said he wanted to take it slow, but he should have known better, known that Ronan was awful at taking anything slow. Especially not when kissing Adam felt almost like a dream, so real it made the rest of the world feel pale.
Maybe he'd need Adam to kiss him every morning. That didn't seem like a bad thing, though.
Impatient as he is, he doesn't wait for Adam to answer that half-formed question, just kisses him once he has his breath, eager and needy. Walking him back a little just to nudge him against the sink. The couch would be good, or Adam's bed- not even because he was thinking of more than kissing, but just because he wanted to cuddle up with the other boy, wanted Adam like.. he didn't know the words.
But being in this weird place almost seemed worth it if it meant kissing Adam. But then there were few things that wouldn't be.]
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He doesn't pull away until he has to, until he's breathless and almost gasping, a little wrecked as he looks at Adam, almost helpless. He should have kissed him on the station, but he knows he couldn't have, that it had taken him time to work through it, to find his footing, to be able to say it.]
Can we--?
[He tugs against Adam a little bit, the world suddenly tilted. He wants to just curl up together and kiss him again, he wants his jacket off and maybe his shirt too. He definitely wants Adam's shirt off. He knows he said he wanted to take it slow, but he should have known better, known that Ronan was awful at taking anything slow. Especially not when kissing Adam felt almost like a dream, so real it made the rest of the world feel pale.
Maybe he'd need Adam to kiss him every morning. That didn't seem like a bad thing, though.
Impatient as he is, he doesn't wait for Adam to answer that half-formed question, just kisses him once he has his breath, eager and needy. Walking him back a little just to nudge him against the sink. The couch would be good, or Adam's bed- not even because he was thinking of more than kissing, but just because he wanted to cuddle up with the other boy, wanted Adam like.. he didn't know the words.
But being in this weird place almost seemed worth it if it meant kissing Adam. But then there were few things that wouldn't be.]