[Kavinsky listened quietly and patiently. Or mostly quietly, at least. There was a lot of information to take in but he appreciated that Ronan was telling him. He'd take a stream of information any day over Ronan ghosting him. Not just because Ronan was talking and Kavinsky got to appreciate the communication, but because it made him feel wanted and cared about, being filled in on everything. And fuck, there was a lot, but he didn't mind.
He'd been drifting alone for so long. Ronan had quickly become his tether, his lifeline. He'd brought him back down to full sanity and reminded him of what it was like to be himself, to have a form and words and emotions that weren't crushing loneliness. Selfishly, he would've kept Ronan there with him forever. But if they'd both been trapped--being alone wouldn't have been a good alternative.
As it turned out, they were not trapped, even though Kavinsky felt a tremor of fear at falling asleep. It felt like it was only for a moment though, and then he was awake again, really awake, in a body that was his. It felt small and limiting at first but also- right. It was him. Who he was. And even better, Ronan was there when he opened his eyes, kissing him, even. It was a hell of a way to wake up.
He just...looked at him for a moment, touching Ronan's face gently, tenderly. He didn't even care about where they were right now, nor did he look around. He only had eyes for Ronan. Even with the new tattoo Kavinsky had, which he would take a moment to look at after this. Because this was much more important.]
Yeah. Yeah, I do. Not to be stupidly sappy, but that'd make me the happiest I've ever been.
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He'd been drifting alone for so long. Ronan had quickly become his tether, his lifeline. He'd brought him back down to full sanity and reminded him of what it was like to be himself, to have a form and words and emotions that weren't crushing loneliness. Selfishly, he would've kept Ronan there with him forever. But if they'd both been trapped--being alone wouldn't have been a good alternative.
As it turned out, they were not trapped, even though Kavinsky felt a tremor of fear at falling asleep. It felt like it was only for a moment though, and then he was awake again, really awake, in a body that was his. It felt small and limiting at first but also- right. It was him. Who he was. And even better, Ronan was there when he opened his eyes, kissing him, even. It was a hell of a way to wake up.
He just...looked at him for a moment, touching Ronan's face gently, tenderly. He didn't even care about where they were right now, nor did he look around. He only had eyes for Ronan. Even with the new tattoo Kavinsky had, which he would take a moment to look at after this. Because this was much more important.]
Yeah. Yeah, I do. Not to be stupidly sappy, but that'd make me the happiest I've ever been.