[There was so much of the Barns that was a dream. Sometimes Ronan wondered if the buildings themselves had been sprung from his father's head. They probably had. There was something about having Kavinsky here, about having the other boys here.
He ghosts a kiss against his mouth with a low sigh and a touch of a smile.]
I know. And that's fucked. But.. this is a place for dreams and dreamers.
[He wasn't asking him to move in; wouldn't take him away from his kingdom, from his parties to live out in the fields and trees. Couldn't take him away from the rest of his pack. But he couldn't look at him and not feel like Kavinsky belonged here, or could- if he wanted to. A place where they could dream, where they could fill the barns and fields with wonders.
Although he felt sort of like the way Kavinsky made him feel was a wonder all its own.]
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He ghosts a kiss against his mouth with a low sigh and a touch of a smile.]
I know. And that's fucked. But.. this is a place for dreams and dreamers.
[He wasn't asking him to move in; wouldn't take him away from his kingdom, from his parties to live out in the fields and trees. Couldn't take him away from the rest of his pack. But he couldn't look at him and not feel like Kavinsky belonged here, or could- if he wanted to. A place where they could dream, where they could fill the barns and fields with wonders.
Although he felt sort of like the way Kavinsky made him feel was a wonder all its own.]