[Adam was still working on puzzling things out too, but he was fairly convinced that neither Ronan nor Kavinsky were doing this to hurt him. This wasn't something where they were going to laugh at him in a few minutes. They probably wouldn't have left the party proper if they were going to do that.
So he kissed Ronan, letting himself practically melt into it, and then Ronan was touching him, hands on his skin, and taking his shirt off and- A shiver ran down Adam's spine. He was only mildly concerned about the shirt; it wasn't his, anyway, after all. Far more concerning, was how handsome Ronan was, even in the dim light. The way his eyelashes fluttered, the curve of his mouth.
Adam draped his arms around Ronan's shoulders, pressing closer and kissing him again. It was a little more heated this time, a little less shy, but still a touch self-conscious, like he was still waiting for the other shoe to drop. He just- he had to tell himself that though Kavinsky might be cruel at times, Ronan wouldn't do something to hurt Adam. Not like this, at least. As sharp as Ronan was, he wasn't a complete asshole. If he was, Adam wouldn't have been friends with him.]
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So he kissed Ronan, letting himself practically melt into it, and then Ronan was touching him, hands on his skin, and taking his shirt off and- A shiver ran down Adam's spine. He was only mildly concerned about the shirt; it wasn't his, anyway, after all. Far more concerning, was how handsome Ronan was, even in the dim light. The way his eyelashes fluttered, the curve of his mouth.
Adam draped his arms around Ronan's shoulders, pressing closer and kissing him again. It was a little more heated this time, a little less shy, but still a touch self-conscious, like he was still waiting for the other shoe to drop. He just- he had to tell himself that though Kavinsky might be cruel at times, Ronan wouldn't do something to hurt Adam. Not like this, at least. As sharp as Ronan was, he wasn't a complete asshole. If he was, Adam wouldn't have been friends with him.]