[He melts into the touch, the weight of Ronan's arm around his shoulders. The hose, turned off now that the last raven has left their vicinity, hangs limp in his hand.
"You're my hero," Ronan says, and Adam snorts, rubs his cheek against the scratch of Ronan's shirt.]
Come on, Lynch. [Adam's arm winds around Ronan's waist, his fingers dropping the hose to the ground as they move back towards the farmhouse, where central heating lives. And, if Adam recalls, Ronan had promised cuddling. Or something.
They walk, and Adam's mind wanders as they move. Sometimes, Ronan's dreaming was a nuisance; an inconvenience. But at least he had...something. Ronan still had that other worldly, magical something to hold on to.
What did Adam have without Cabeswater? He was still trying to figure that out. His fingers itched for his cards.
They make it back to Ronan's childhood home still wrapped in each other, though it made walking quickly hard. But Adam didn't want to let go: he goes through moods of pulling away from any physical affection to wanting to be in constant contact.
He kicks his shoes off as they enter, and sighs.]
Issue solved. Crisis averted. Another victory for team Parrish-Lynch.
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"You're my hero," Ronan says, and Adam snorts, rubs his cheek against the scratch of Ronan's shirt.]
Come on, Lynch. [Adam's arm winds around Ronan's waist, his fingers dropping the hose to the ground as they move back towards the farmhouse, where central heating lives. And, if Adam recalls, Ronan had promised cuddling. Or something.
They walk, and Adam's mind wanders as they move. Sometimes, Ronan's dreaming was a nuisance; an inconvenience. But at least he had...something. Ronan still had that other worldly, magical something to hold on to.
What did Adam have without Cabeswater? He was still trying to figure that out. His fingers itched for his cards.
They make it back to Ronan's childhood home still wrapped in each other, though it made walking quickly hard. But Adam didn't want to let go: he goes through moods of pulling away from any physical affection to wanting to be in constant contact.
He kicks his shoes off as they enter, and sighs.]
Issue solved. Crisis averted. Another victory for team Parrish-Lynch.