inside, they pretended they would dream, but they did not. they sprawled on the living room sofa and adam studied the tattoo that covered ronan’s back: all the sharp edges that hooked wondrously and fearfully into each other. “unguibus et rostro,” adam said. ronan put adam’s fingers to his mouth. he was never sleeping again.
hi i love you and this was fun but also. REALLY HARD. and there’s definitely more than 5 my bad.
1. ‘adam lived in an apartment located above the office of st. agnes catholic church, a fortuitous combination that focused most of the objects of ronan’s worship into one downtown block’ is gay poetry. Peak Gay. every time i think about this line i have to lie down.
2. ronan telling adam ‘maybe i dreamt you’…. what. the. fuck. ive honestly never heard anything so romantic in all my life.
3. after ronan kisses adam for the first time and then goes up to the roof to put his arms in the air and think about how he’d caught happiness…. s o f t.
4. that time ronan spends all day thinking about how much he hates school but then he catches a glimpse of adam’s wrist and later is flirted with for 0.2 seconds and is like oh wow i love school.
5. tbh every time he had an existential crisis about adam’s hands. the time he touched adam’s hand and the ocean burned. the time he stroked adam’s hands under the pretence of making sure they were fine after the weird demon thing. when he made out with adam for 5 minutes tops before he had to put his fingers to his mouth.
6. when ronan doesn’t wanna speak to declan so he decides to pretend to be asleep but for some reason thinks the way to do this is drape himself all over adam i just…. why, ronan, why?
7. dreaming adam up gifts that he couldn’t possibly give him in person so he has to find a way to leave them somewhere for him to find is like…. the epitome of being Gay.
8. after ronan crashes the shopping cart with adam he is profoundly happy…. which is also soft as hell.
anyways i couldnt narrow this down and 6, 7, 8 aren’t in order because they kept swapping around in my head but the point is. i love ronan lynch. an absolute disaster and not always the Smoothest but he got the boy!!
it’s so difficult not being able to use milennial humor in a corporate setting. like i made a mistake today and i wanted to tell my supervisor it’s because i suffer from Dumb Bitch Disease, but do you think that would fly?? fuck no. i gotta say shit like, “sorry for the misunderstanding!” i can’t wait till the workforce is made up entirely of millennials and i can say “sorry i drank idiot juice for breakfast this morning” and my coworkers will be like “oh worm.”
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