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[devilofaboy]

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[devilofaboy]

[There it was, out loud. His brain stuck on I never wanted to date someone until I met you for a moment before catching up with the rest in a hurry, trying to commit every word to memory. God, but he wanted this boy. He wanted him in every way.

His heart was racing and he felt like his hands were trembling, but he wasn't quite sure if he was expecting them to or if they really were. Knowing what he wanted, feeling like he was allowed to have it, was a difficult thing for him. But he knew what he wanted right now, he just- was he allowed to have it? Did he deserve Kavinsky? Did Kavinsky deserve him? Which wasn't- it wasn't that Ronan thought that highly of himself, it was more along the lines of 'did K deserve someone better?'. The answer was probably, but Ronan felt greedy. He wanted Kavinsky all to himself.]

Fuck it. [He said on an exhale, in a rush, before he lost his nerve, and continued,] Let's date. I can't think of anyone but you most of the time. You- [He stumbled over his words for a moment.] -you remind me what it's like to be happy.

[Sometimes, Ronan felt like the only reason his heart still beat was to see Kavinsky, to race, to go to one of his parties, to kiss him and hold him. Sometimes, he didn't feel like he had a lot to live for, but there was always K. K made things better.

Ronan couldn't imagine a life where he let Kavinsky slip through his fingers.

He wanted to know him, too. His secrets and everything else. He wanted to wake up next to him in the morning and know they had something real.]