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[Chainsaw loves Adam back- that fact could never be disputed. She's a part of Ronan after all, created from his very soul, and Ronan loves Adam with his entire heart. There's no winning over to be done, but if Adam is sure then Ronan isn't about to argue, as he never does when it benefits Chainsaw or something else he loves in some way.]

Alright. Might want to get your shit off my chair when we get home, though.

[He's not saying that it should be Adam's first priority, but it definitely should be something he decides to do eventually. But beyond that- they're still holding hands and making their way home, as they have dozens of times in the past. Ronan could close his eyes and recite the steps by heart now, and the fact that he's with Adam again makes it all the more comforting.]

I could just let her keep it. Start a collection.

[He looks at Ronan, a quick glance, and smiles.]

That wasn't the first thing I was planning on doing when we get home, anyway.

[There's a long list of things that come before that, and cleaning up Chainsaw's mess is pretty far down. He wants to win Chainsaw over again, of course, but he wants to make sure Ronan knows how much Adam dislikes being apart, even if it was his choice at the time. And he wants to nap, afterward - he's still tired, his body is still not happy with the amount of sleep he forced it to miss.

So really, cleaning up after Chainsaw is something he might get around to. Eventually.]

Yeah, you should probably crash.

[Ronan reaches out, letting go of Adam's hand to wrap two fingers in his belt loops and tug him closer, knocking their hips together. It's a gentle gesture of affection, and it's nice to mess with Adam a little again, after the fight that they'd had. Ronan has always been a physical creature, in the way he fights and the way he shoulders up to any possible disagreement- it's not a stretch of the imagination to think that his adoration would be the same.]

Preferably in bed. With me.

[He reaches out to slip his arm around Ronan's waist so they're walking close together, bumping with each step. It's not the most comfortable position, so he won't keep Ronan close long, but he can't resist doing it for a moment or two.]

I did just take a nap. I might need to use up some of this energy.

[That is not true, he could likely sleep for hours. But he'd rather spend some of those hours with Ronan.]

Let's get home and I'll show you.

As long as you're responsible about it.

[He tells him on a grin, leaning over to kiss at Adam's cheek like a conspirator, before pulling away so that the two of them can walk normally again, though he doesn't like the side effect of being further away from Adam.]

I won't make you work for it.

[And Ronan says it like it's an offer that he's conceding to Adam, or a favor he's granting him.]

You know me. Always responsible.

[He reaches out to tug gently on Ronan's hand, not quite wanting to step away from him yet, though he gives in to the necessity of needing to walk home.]

You used to get so mad when I'd flirt with you. I like this better.

[Not that Ronan wasn't justified. Adam should not have been flirting when he hadn't yet decided to pursue this - he just couldn't help himself sometimes. It's ridiculous, thinking back on it. He was very stupid. He should have realized much earlier what that meant, but Adam has always been a victim of overthinking.]

[Ronan arches a critical brow toward Adam, before letting out an over-exaggerated scoff and looking back out toward the street as he veers the two of them closer together at Adam's silent request.]

Don't be a dumbass.

[He doesn't really know what else to say to that. He remembers back before they'd gotten together, when Adam would look at him and Ronan had been waiting for Adam to say something, and it felt like he never would. The teasing, flirting, whatever, only made everything worse, when he wanted him so very much.

It's different now, though. Ronan is thankful for it.]

[He runs his thumb across the back of Ronan's hand, gentle.]

I wanted you, but I was afraid.

[It's simple and plain, the only true explanation. He wanted Ronan so badly, but was afraid of so many things. Of hurting Ronan, mostly. But he hasn't yet, and even now when they've fought they manage to come back together whole. He remembers his fears, and he still worries about some of those things now, but the knowledge that they kept him from this for so long - well.]

It seems so stupid now.

I guess I was to.

[Ronan says, misinterpreting Adam's fear- because the idea that Adam would hurt him is something so foreign that Ronan wouldn't even have considered it as a first option. It's far easier to attribute fear to Ronan's all-too-familiar struggle of self-knowledge and understanding.

He doesn't blame Adam for being afraid- not when it took him so long to overcome his own fear. It's just that it was hard, getting through Adam's fear together. But they did, and now, on the other side of it all, he's happy it turned out like this.]

[He looks over at Ronan and smiles, full of fondness and affection. He is sorry that he made Ronan wait so long - if he didn't have such a tendency to need to think things through, to overthink them, this could have happened much faster. But they got there, they're here now.]

Let's get home. I have a lot to make up for.

[It's his way of an apology, for their fight and for putting Ronan through so much just to be with him. This apology will probably involve less sorries and more blowjobs, though.]

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