[He chides, though he's sure that Adam probably feels the same way. They have to make do with what they have though, and Ronan doesn't feel like running back inside in order to get the weird maybe-vegan, maybe-alien-meat substance to toast over the open flames.
It spreads slower than he'd have thought, but Ronan thinks that they have plenty of time to just relax and watch as the flames crackle higher into the evening air of the cave. Adam is warm and happy next to him, and if nothing else then Ronan is glad that he was able to get the opportunity to take the other boy's mind off of what had happened, even if he'd done it with arson. Well... maybe he's extra happy because he got to do it with arson. Oh well.]
Here- sit down.
[Ronan shuffles downward to sit on the rocks, wrapping his arms around his legs and reaching for a nearby pebble to toss into the flames.]
[He lowers himself down on the rocks next to Ronan. Right now there's nothing he wants to do but sit here and watch the fire. Maybe this can be symbolic - the fire burning away everything that's happened. It's not so easy, of course, it can't all disappear so quickly. But it helps.]
I can do that.
[Adam sits close, right up against Ronan's side, and slips an arm around him, at his waist. It's a quiet gesture, but Adam feel like right now touching Ronan is what he needs. A solid reminder that they're together, that Ronan came back to him and - eventually - things might be okay.]
I'll keep an eye out for marshmallows. You know, for the next time we decide to burn something.
[He sounds amused, but it's not entirely a joke. Who knows when they'll need - or want - to do something like this again?]
[Ronan stops himself from saying that next time will probably happen sooner than he thinks, what with Ronan's own propensity for petty destruction. Arson has never quite been his MO, but he can't say that it's unpleasant, sitting here with Adam with the heat of the fire blanketing over them both.
He settles into Adam's shoulder, the anxiety and guilt and desperation from earlier slowly fading away and letting his posture go slack. Adam is warm and alive and Ronan is alive too, despite feeling death creep in around him just a few days ago, and right now, the fact that he can see Adam again, that he can touch him and smell his scent and still be here- it's overwhelming.
So he leans in, pressing a soft kiss to the underside of Adam's jaw.]
I love you.
[He doesn't say it very often, but this is is a special occasion that makes it worth repeating twice in one conversation. It's softer this time, tinged in a little awe, ready to fall back into their normal rhythm after he's done being so fucking appreciative of what he has right now- Adam's arm around him, Adam's warmth pressing against him, the heat and light of the fire and the knowledge that this isn't going to be stopped by something as simple as death.]
[Ronan says it so rarely, and Adam has still never heard those words from anyone else. He doesn't think he ever will. So he treasures each time, each moment when Ronan finds it within him to say I love you. That probably won't ever change. And they're here, together.
Everything that happened before was - awful, and Adam isn't going to forget it quickly. He knows he'll probably dream about Ronan's unmoving body, the creature with his face, how he didn't realized - how he let it close. He'll dream, and he'll wake up miserable, but at least Ronan will be there. He'll be able to curl up closer to him and breathe him in and remind himself that whatever happened, it's over now. It hasn't changed them, it hasn't ruined them.]
I love you too.
[Adam stays where he is, pressed up next to Ronan, watching the fire. It's soothing, in a way, though he knows he probably shouldn't encourage property destruction - but right now it helps.
They're going to be okay. Ronan is back with him, and Adam won't let him get hurt like that again, and they're taking another careful step in their relationship. A year ago, Adam would not have dreamed they'd be here, but now he can't imagine not having Ronan next to him.]
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[He chides, though he's sure that Adam probably feels the same way. They have to make do with what they have though, and Ronan doesn't feel like running back inside in order to get the weird maybe-vegan, maybe-alien-meat substance to toast over the open flames.
It spreads slower than he'd have thought, but Ronan thinks that they have plenty of time to just relax and watch as the flames crackle higher into the evening air of the cave. Adam is warm and happy next to him, and if nothing else then Ronan is glad that he was able to get the opportunity to take the other boy's mind off of what had happened, even if he'd done it with arson. Well... maybe he's extra happy because he got to do it with arson. Oh well.]
Here- sit down.
[Ronan shuffles downward to sit on the rocks, wrapping his arms around his legs and reaching for a nearby pebble to toss into the flames.]
Hang out with me.
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I can do that.
[Adam sits close, right up against Ronan's side, and slips an arm around him, at his waist. It's a quiet gesture, but Adam feel like right now touching Ronan is what he needs. A solid reminder that they're together, that Ronan came back to him and - eventually - things might be okay.]
I'll keep an eye out for marshmallows. You know, for the next time we decide to burn something.
[He sounds amused, but it's not entirely a joke. Who knows when they'll need - or want - to do something like this again?]
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He settles into Adam's shoulder, the anxiety and guilt and desperation from earlier slowly fading away and letting his posture go slack. Adam is warm and alive and Ronan is alive too, despite feeling death creep in around him just a few days ago, and right now, the fact that he can see Adam again, that he can touch him and smell his scent and still be here- it's overwhelming.
So he leans in, pressing a soft kiss to the underside of Adam's jaw.]
I love you.
[He doesn't say it very often, but this is is a special occasion that makes it worth repeating twice in one conversation. It's softer this time, tinged in a little awe, ready to fall back into their normal rhythm after he's done being so fucking appreciative of what he has right now- Adam's arm around him, Adam's warmth pressing against him, the heat and light of the fire and the knowledge that this isn't going to be stopped by something as simple as death.]
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Everything that happened before was - awful, and Adam isn't going to forget it quickly. He knows he'll probably dream about Ronan's unmoving body, the creature with his face, how he didn't realized - how he let it close. He'll dream, and he'll wake up miserable, but at least Ronan will be there. He'll be able to curl up closer to him and breathe him in and remind himself that whatever happened, it's over now. It hasn't changed them, it hasn't ruined them.]
I love you too.
[Adam stays where he is, pressed up next to Ronan, watching the fire. It's soothing, in a way, though he knows he probably shouldn't encourage property destruction - but right now it helps.
They're going to be okay. Ronan is back with him, and Adam won't let him get hurt like that again, and they're taking another careful step in their relationship. A year ago, Adam would not have dreamed they'd be here, but now he can't imagine not having Ronan next to him.]