[Ronan leaves him. But no one kidnaps Matthew. 4th of July is quieter: there's still a party, but Kavinsky never shows.
Two weeks go by with no parties, and the dream pack are quiet, surprisingly scarce. The strangest part is that Kavinsky's texts stop rather abruptly. He doesn't respond even if the other boy tries to reach out -- it's two weeks of silence.
No Mitsubishi in Ronan's rearview, or pulling up next to him at a stop light with a sultry glitter in his grin as he watches the other boy through those sunglasses. No filthy suggestions about his relationship with Gansey. No gifts. Even at their worst fights, most venomous remarks hurled at one another, the silence could be measured in hours, sometimes days, not weeks.
When Ronan finally runs into Prokopenko, finally gets to ask, he gets punched in the face. But he also gets the story, clipped down to a sentence- that Kavinsky had tried to kill himself, and only just gotten out of the hospital.
When Kavinsky hears a knock at the door, he's expecting Skov or Jiang. One of his boys, the fact that they hardly leave him alone for more than a few hours right now. But he finds it hard to blame them. But he opens the door and stares into the face of Ronan Lynch, and his heart twists. He doesn't know if he's glad to see him, or if it hurts.
He looks different if you pay attention. Like he put on a few pounds, he's not as jittery, not twitchy, doesn't have that edge like he can't stay still, can't stand his own skin. Instead he just looks... drained. Exhausted. A little sad, but maybe like it's the first time Ronan's getting to really see the boy under all the pretenses and the substances.]
Lynch.
[There are still bandages on his left arm. He looks caught off-guard, unsure.]
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Two weeks go by with no parties, and the dream pack are quiet, surprisingly scarce. The strangest part is that Kavinsky's texts stop rather abruptly. He doesn't respond even if the other boy tries to reach out -- it's two weeks of silence.
No Mitsubishi in Ronan's rearview, or pulling up next to him at a stop light with a sultry glitter in his grin as he watches the other boy through those sunglasses. No filthy suggestions about his relationship with Gansey. No gifts. Even at their worst fights, most venomous remarks hurled at one another, the silence could be measured in hours, sometimes days, not weeks.
When Ronan finally runs into Prokopenko, finally gets to ask, he gets punched in the face. But he also gets the story, clipped down to a sentence- that Kavinsky had tried to kill himself, and only just gotten out of the hospital.
When Kavinsky hears a knock at the door, he's expecting Skov or Jiang. One of his boys, the fact that they hardly leave him alone for more than a few hours right now. But he finds it hard to blame them. But he opens the door and stares into the face of Ronan Lynch, and his heart twists. He doesn't know if he's glad to see him, or if it hurts.
He looks different if you pay attention. Like he put on a few pounds, he's not as jittery, not twitchy, doesn't have that edge like he can't stay still, can't stand his own skin. Instead he just looks... drained. Exhausted. A little sad, but maybe like it's the first time Ronan's getting to really see the boy under all the pretenses and the substances.]
Lynch.
[There are still bandages on his left arm. He looks caught off-guard, unsure.]