[And oh, but he couldn't help but being distracted by Ronan's shoulders, his arms. There wasn't a thing about him that wasn't devastatingly handsome. He was trying not to stare though, and instead, after a moment, looked away, gaze flickering over to Kavinsky. He felt- not caged in, exactly, but like he was at risk of catching fire, being so close to both Kavinsky and Ronan. K was handsome, too, in a different way than Ronan, but handsome all the same.
Instinctively, he leaned slightly into Kavinsky, as if the other boy was a safe space when he was probably more likely to eat Adam alive--though not in a bad way.]
What are we doing, exactly?
[He had an idea, more than an inkling but not enough to be something concrete, though he could have been wrong. At the same time, he doubted Kavinsky wanted Ronan here just to talk. They could talk anywhere, anytime, assuming Ronan was in a mood to answer his phone.]
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[And oh, but he couldn't help but being distracted by Ronan's shoulders, his arms. There wasn't a thing about him that wasn't devastatingly handsome. He was trying not to stare though, and instead, after a moment, looked away, gaze flickering over to Kavinsky. He felt- not caged in, exactly, but like he was at risk of catching fire, being so close to both Kavinsky and Ronan. K was handsome, too, in a different way than Ronan, but handsome all the same.
Instinctively, he leaned slightly into Kavinsky, as if the other boy was a safe space when he was probably more likely to eat Adam alive--though not in a bad way.]
What are we doing, exactly?
[He had an idea, more than an inkling but not enough to be something concrete, though he could have been wrong. At the same time, he doubted Kavinsky wanted Ronan here just to talk. They could talk anywhere, anytime, assuming Ronan was in a mood to answer his phone.]