[Ronan is lighthearted and easy, smirking at Adam's little quip back and continuing along his train of thought for a moment. It wouldn't be so hard to destroy the wall. They could even move some furniture around so that the mess would be mitigated, and then push their beds together in the end of it and have even more room to sleep, though they'd probably just end up pressed against one another as usual.
Ronan is about to suggest it when Adam stops them both, and he tilts his head over toward him in question before Adam says it.
And it's- he's known. It hasn't been a difficult conclusion to jump to, not when Adam gives himself to him on an almost daily basis, not when Adam is reluctant to get out of bed with him in the mornings, not when Adam brightens when Ronan enters the room or pays attention to him in a group conversation. Ronan has considered it love for awhile now, but he knows that the jump is harder to make for Adam, who has never really known it and never really understood what it feels like.
He hasn't wanted to push him or make him feel uncomfortable about it, like he was pressured to say it back. When Ronan had told Adam that he loved him, he'd meant it, and he'd done it without any expectation of reciprocation. If Adam didn't say it for months, years, ever- that would be fine. Ronan knew then and he knows now how Adam feels, and that's enough.
But this... this is something else. This is Adam just saying it, so casual and matter-of-fact that it makes Ronan's heart skip a beat. This is Adam, calm and sure of himself, and Ronan is stunned for a moment- he doesn't know how else to respond but to turn and pull Adam closer for a kiss, right here in the middle of the street. It's heated and affectionate and passionate all at once, and he slips his free arm over Adam's shoulder while he does it, keeping them close so that he can press his forehead against Adam's when the kiss finally breaks.
He's breathless with it. He knew, he's known, but that doesn't mean that this isn't significant. Now, he knows that Adam knows too, that the two of them are on mutual ground with one another, that Adam has realized something about what love is, how love can feel, and that's- that's so fucking beautiful it makes him want to cry.]
I love you too.
[It comes out in a bit more of a rush than Adam's own confession, their faces still pressed together, Ronan's hand coming up to grip at the back of Adam's neck, stroking his thumb along the top of his spine.
It feels like his heart is going to explode. It feels like the world around them is on fire and everything burns with how much Ronan loves him. How much he loves Ronan back.]
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Ronan is about to suggest it when Adam stops them both, and he tilts his head over toward him in question before Adam says it.
And it's- he's known. It hasn't been a difficult conclusion to jump to, not when Adam gives himself to him on an almost daily basis, not when Adam is reluctant to get out of bed with him in the mornings, not when Adam brightens when Ronan enters the room or pays attention to him in a group conversation. Ronan has considered it love for awhile now, but he knows that the jump is harder to make for Adam, who has never really known it and never really understood what it feels like.
He hasn't wanted to push him or make him feel uncomfortable about it, like he was pressured to say it back. When Ronan had told Adam that he loved him, he'd meant it, and he'd done it without any expectation of reciprocation. If Adam didn't say it for months, years, ever- that would be fine. Ronan knew then and he knows now how Adam feels, and that's enough.
But this... this is something else. This is Adam just saying it, so casual and matter-of-fact that it makes Ronan's heart skip a beat. This is Adam, calm and sure of himself, and Ronan is stunned for a moment- he doesn't know how else to respond but to turn and pull Adam closer for a kiss, right here in the middle of the street. It's heated and affectionate and passionate all at once, and he slips his free arm over Adam's shoulder while he does it, keeping them close so that he can press his forehead against Adam's when the kiss finally breaks.
He's breathless with it. He knew, he's known, but that doesn't mean that this isn't significant. Now, he knows that Adam knows too, that the two of them are on mutual ground with one another, that Adam has realized something about what love is, how love can feel, and that's- that's so fucking beautiful it makes him want to cry.]
I love you too.
[It comes out in a bit more of a rush than Adam's own confession, their faces still pressed together, Ronan's hand coming up to grip at the back of Adam's neck, stroking his thumb along the top of his spine.
It feels like his heart is going to explode. It feels like the world around them is on fire and everything burns with how much Ronan loves him. How much he loves Ronan back.]