[Adam was the one who had extended the- the what? Not olive branch, but something like that. He was the one who'd reached out first, carefully, to express that he was willing to accept help if Ronan was willing to offer it. Was it a first for him? He couldn't remember how many other times he'd done this, how many times he'd been willing to accept things like this. It was different than gifts.
He was working on convincing himself that there weren't strings attached with Ronan. All Ronan wanted from Adam was Adam and he was already willing to give all of himself to the other boy. How fiercely Adam cared about him, even if they were both bad with their words about it. He should tell him how he felt more often, he knew, but it was hard. And more than a little frightening. He didn't think anybody in his life had ever loved him, not even his own parents. Especially not his own parents. They'd never even wanted him.
But Adam was trying, so he reached out and Ronan reached back. It was progress, and yet he still felt like he should ask if Ronan was sure, if it wouldn't be an inconvenience. Adam would pay for gas...if he could afford it. He didn't want to fight; Ronan wasn't his enemy. They were on the same team and they were supposed to be working together, not against each other.
Taking a deep breath, Adam held it for a moment before exhaling.]
If you're sure it's not a problem...I'd like that.
[It wasn't like Adam could bike to graduation, after all. Or work. Or well, he could but it wouldn't be practical. Driving would be easier and faster, and he was a safe driver. He'd treat the BMW like a precious jewel.
Raising a hand, he brushed his fingers, still cold from holding the bowl of ice cream, across Ronan's jaw and cheek.]
Are you- is everything alright?
[It shouldn't have been, but asking that felt like it was new, too. It shouldn't have felt that way just to ask if Ronan was alright, but they didn't talk about these sort of things. It made Adam feel guilty, and yet it was so hard to open up to people after how many times he'd been hurt. But this was Ronan, and if they were going to make things work, they had to talk. Didn't they?]
/vibrates intensely
He was working on convincing himself that there weren't strings attached with Ronan. All Ronan wanted from Adam was Adam and he was already willing to give all of himself to the other boy. How fiercely Adam cared about him, even if they were both bad with their words about it. He should tell him how he felt more often, he knew, but it was hard. And more than a little frightening. He didn't think anybody in his life had ever loved him, not even his own parents. Especially not his own parents. They'd never even wanted him.
But Adam was trying, so he reached out and Ronan reached back. It was progress, and yet he still felt like he should ask if Ronan was sure, if it wouldn't be an inconvenience. Adam would pay for gas...if he could afford it. He didn't want to fight; Ronan wasn't his enemy. They were on the same team and they were supposed to be working together, not against each other.
Taking a deep breath, Adam held it for a moment before exhaling.]
If you're sure it's not a problem...I'd like that.
[It wasn't like Adam could bike to graduation, after all. Or work. Or well, he could but it wouldn't be practical. Driving would be easier and faster, and he was a safe driver. He'd treat the BMW like a precious jewel.
Raising a hand, he brushed his fingers, still cold from holding the bowl of ice cream, across Ronan's jaw and cheek.]
Are you- is everything alright?
[It shouldn't have been, but asking that felt like it was new, too. It shouldn't have felt that way just to ask if Ronan was alright, but they didn't talk about these sort of things. It made Adam feel guilty, and yet it was so hard to open up to people after how many times he'd been hurt. But this was Ronan, and if they were going to make things work, they had to talk. Didn't they?]