[Kavinsky nearly missed a step coming up the porch stairs. He hadn't thought he'd been right. His brow furrowed and he looked from Ronan's expression to the roses he held.]
No, I want them.
[But it was the gesture of them that he wanted more. He wanted Ronan to like him, to want him, but there was more to it than just that, wasn't there? It couldn't be that simple. Nothing in Kavinky's life was ever simple.
He started to reach for the flowers, then stopped.]
What made you change your mind? I thought you-
[He didn't finish. He'd kind of thought Ronan didn't want to even be friends or only wanted to be very casual friends.]
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No, I want them.
[But it was the gesture of them that he wanted more. He wanted Ronan to like him, to want him, but there was more to it than just that, wasn't there? It couldn't be that simple. Nothing in Kavinky's life was ever simple.
He started to reach for the flowers, then stopped.]
What made you change your mind? I thought you-
[He didn't finish. He'd kind of thought Ronan didn't want to even be friends or only wanted to be very casual friends.]