Adam Parrish (
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itinere2015-05-31 08:32 pm
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open | i heard that you make old things new; so I give these pieces all to you
Since the arrival of the other three members of their group, Adam had been scarce. He purposefully stayed at work at the garage extra late. The sickness had kind of made it an easy excuse for him to bow out of sleeping in the same bed as Ronan. His erratic presence at the apartment made it easy to avoid actually talking. On June 1st though, after hyposprays and everyone being magically healed, it was the first true test for him and Ronan and Adam failed.
Instead of going home, he stayed at the garage until he couldn't stand the same four walls anymore. Then he went out to the forests of Itinere where the ley lines were. He worked on repairing them for Ronan. At least he could do one thing right, one thing to help. Maybe Ronan would notice he had done this for him. Maybe he wouldn't.
Adam would stay out in the forests way past dark, taking his time, doing what he thought needed to be done. Then he would head back in town to walk through the park, sit on a merry-go-round and push at it with his feet to move it around. The metal squeaked and after a quick trip to the garage, he came back to dismantle and oil the merry-go-round to keep it from squeaking so loudly.
Probably another thing no one would notice. Productive, though. Adam Parrish felt productive and useful... busy, even now at some god awful time in the night or morning. And he supposed that was the point.
Instead of going home, he stayed at the garage until he couldn't stand the same four walls anymore. Then he went out to the forests of Itinere where the ley lines were. He worked on repairing them for Ronan. At least he could do one thing right, one thing to help. Maybe Ronan would notice he had done this for him. Maybe he wouldn't.
Adam would stay out in the forests way past dark, taking his time, doing what he thought needed to be done. Then he would head back in town to walk through the park, sit on a merry-go-round and push at it with his feet to move it around. The metal squeaked and after a quick trip to the garage, he came back to dismantle and oil the merry-go-round to keep it from squeaking so loudly.
Probably another thing no one would notice. Productive, though. Adam Parrish felt productive and useful... busy, even now at some god awful time in the night or morning. And he supposed that was the point.

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Ronan doesn't think about the fact that in public. Ronan doesn't care that they're in public. He knows that behaving like this in front of people could make him the object of ridicule. He'd probably get into a fight if anyone ridiculed him right now. Ronan doesn't really register when Adam slows down; he's far too focused on the kiss, on the way Adam feels against him. As far as he's concerned they are still boyfriends. Adam didn't break anything; he just scuffed it up a little. It's nothing that can't be fixed.
Ronan likes a challenge. He always has. If there's an easy way to do things Ronan takes the difficult path. Easy is for other people. Ronan slides his hand up to Adam's face, the heel of his hand against Adam's jaw, his fingers against his cheek. "Fuck yeah we're okay," he answers against his lips before he kisses him again.
There's a voice in the back of his mind that says they could still run into trouble. Maybe Adam won't want to acknowledge him in front of their friends. Maybe he'll want everything to be a secret and Ronan isn't sure how he'll handle that. At one time Ronan was fine with Adam Parrish being his secret, but he hasn't been a secret for so long and he's not ready for Adam to be a secret again.
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There is some part of Adam who wants to keep it a secret. Partly because he grew up with an abusive father and assumes most people will be like Robert Parrish, hurling insults and making assumptions rather than accepting and not letting this define the both of them. Partly because Adam has so rarely had anything that was just his. This, between him and Ronan, here in Itinere, has thus far been just his.
On the other side, there is a part of him that can hardly stand the weight of it were the others not to know. Partly it's a matter of pride. Someone like Ronan Lynch finds him attractive. Someone like Ronan Lynch wants him, desires him. Adam Parrish is not the bottom of the barrel as his father has led him to believe his entire life. And Partly, the weight of holding onto this secret with people he considers friend might just crush him. He's used to reaching out for Ronan when he feels like it. He's used to touching and looking at Ronan like he would with a boyfriend, not just a friend. How stifling it would be to suddenly be unable to do that.
Ronan's assurance is like a salve. He's still pent up with insecurities. But this is something. He wants to tell Ronan that he needs him, to be his, to be strong for him, to keep him from crumbling and hiding and backsliding... But instead he kisses Ronan, or returns that kiss. What else can he do when Ronan is kissing him like this?
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If Adam wants to keep this a secret, Ronan will try and maybe he'll be surprisingly good at it. After all, he kept the dreaming a secret from Gansey for years upon years. Though, if Ronan figures out that Adam wants to keep it secret because of his father, Ronan will be less inclined to keep it a secret. There are plenty of reasons that he'll let Adam keep this a secret, but that's not one of them. The others...they can talk about it.
Ronan thinks that the weight of keeping this from the people closest to him might make him explode. The dreaming had been different. It had been a secret that Niall had made as natural to Ronan as breathing. He doesn't even remember the first time Niall told him that he couldn't tell anyone. It's a secret he's always kept. Adam was a secret for months, a relatively short time and for months more he hasn't had to keep this secret. He's not sure he can stuff that secret back down.
In some ways he does say all of those things with that kiss. Ronan doesn't necessarily need to hear the words. The actions are enough, at least for now. Ronan threads his fingers up into Adam's hair and kisses him one more time, biting his bottom lip as he pulls away.
"Come on. Let's go back to the apartment." Because he needs to be in a place that belongs to both he and Adam.
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That bite to his lips can be felt everywhere. It's as if his whole body reacts to it. And then it's gone and Adam is left breathing out the breath of air that had caught in his throat. For a few moments he's frozen there, standing and staring at Ronan and the minimal space between them. Then he nods, unhooks his fingers from Ronan's belt loops and turns to gather up his tools into his tool box.
"Is it just..." He hesitates. "Is it still our apartment? Just ours? Or...?" Or will the others be there? Will they have to speak in whispered tones and sneak around behind closed doors? Adam can't say he wouldn't do that for Ronan. He thinks he would do anything to feel the warmth of Ronan next to him every night, as accustomed to it as he had become since they started it.
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Ronan would be lying if he said he didn't love the way Adam reacts when he does things like that. Driving Adam crazy, leaving him breathless, is one of Ronan's favorite things to do to Adam.
He scowls at Adam's comment. His tone of voice doesn't match the scowl; it's too soft, too tender around the edges. "Don't be a dumb ass, Parrish. Of course, it's just ours. Gansey's got Monmouth. Noah and Blue are living there." He doesn't mention that sometimes they might as well. That's for after Adam figures things out, after they've told everyone else this secret. "Besides, where would we put everyone else? Place is too damn small for guests."
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With his tools gathered, Adam turns to Ronan in time to see him say they had no room for guests. No, they don't. But Ronan likes to live with Gansey and Adam has never been sure about living with Gansey. Adam almost feels like he's keeping Ronan away from that.
He gives the merry-go-round a spin. No squeaking noise. Then they start to walk to the BMW. "If you want to stay at Monmouth... I mean, I don't wanna keep you from that." From Gansey and Noah. Ronan had been sleeping on his floor at St. Agnes more and more often in Henrietta. But somehow this whole scenario was different than that.
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Ronan has been living with Gansey for over a long time. He's also been living with Adam for several months. He wants the best of both worlds whether it's possible or not.
He hangs back a little, watching as Adam gathers his tools and spins the merry-go-round. He doesn't speak right away. "Maybe I will some nights, but I don't want to give up a space that's just ours." He won't make Adam stay with him at Monmouth and Ronan will be over there a lot, but he really doesn't want to give up what he's foundw ith Adam either. They already split their time between the Barns and the apartment. He doesn't see why they can't add Monmouth into the mix.
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At the BMW, Adam popped the trunk and put the tool box in the back. Then he closed said trunk and slid into the passenger seat. He would ask Ronan to just drive, but he could still taste the beer on his own lips from kissing Ronan moments before. Better not to drive any further than the apartment.
"I know I'm messing this up." He says once Ronan is in the driver's seat. "I just don't know what I'm doing. Or why. Until I'm doing it. Then it makes perfect sense... until it doesn't anymore." Until he found himself alone and missing Ronan and not knowing how to close the gap that he himself had made. But then that was the nature of Adam Parrish. Everything has to be difficult.
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He hangs back and watches Adam put his things in the trunk of the car, only moving to the driver's side once Adam moves to the passenger seat. Driving is something that Ronan would love to do and while he may be self destructive, he doesn't want to hurt Adam. Technically, they should probably walk the short distance to apartment, but Ronan isn't likely to leave the BMW there.
Ronan listens to Adam, running his fingertips over his shaved head. When Adam goes quiet, Ronan looks up to him. A moment later he reaches over, his hand going to the back of Adam's neck, pulling him in close and crushing his lips against Adam. "I can be a secret," he finally says against Adam's lips, "but don't shut me out."
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Those words hurt because he knows -- he knows -- that Ronan doesn't want to be a secret. And he knows that he had been shutting Ronan out because he thought maybe in some twisted bit of fate that that was what he (Adam) deserved. This was the bottom falling out that he had been waiting for, he thought. But no, it didn't have to be that way.
"It's okay." He leans closer, stealing another quick kiss, his kisses much softer than Ronan's, quieter and sweeter. "When it comes out, it's okay. We'll go from there when it does." He kisses him again. "We can... play it by ear."
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No, Ronan doesn't want to be a secret. Ronan has carefully crafted his entire being so that he is noticed. He has his secrets, but they're few and far between. They're big, important secrets and none of them involve his hiding. However, for Adam, Ronan will go unnoticed. He will tolerate being a secret. He will rein in his actions and his emotions, his body language and all of the things that make him Ronan. He won't like it, but he'll do it.
He's still getting used to quiet and sweet. He likes those kisses though. They make him feel as if he's something to be fragile with, something rare and special, something to be cherished. He swallows hard at Adam's words, nerves fluttering in his belly as he tries to stifle that happiness that usually only bubbles up in him when he's dreamt something amazing, or when he's driving too fast, that happiness that he's unaccustomed to having a person be the source of. "Okay," he finally whispers back then hesitates before he kisses Adam back. This time he's trying to mimic Adam's quiet and sweet kisses. This time he's trying to impart that same feeling of cherished and special, of grateful and of love.
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Asking Ronan to pretend this wasn't something real didn't settle as well with Adam as he had thought it would. It was like putting Chainsaw in that sad little cage in Ronan's room at Monmouth. It just wasn't right. Birds should always be allowed to fly. Ronan should always be allowed to be Ronan. That's why he's trying to make himself okay with it.
And the way that Ronan kisses him back, gentle, like how Adam kisses him, makes his chest feel tight as his heart skips a beat. He likes the way Ronan kisses him usually, like he wants nothing else in this world but that kiss, like he needs it. But this, this is different. Has Ronan ever kissed anyone like this, or is Adam getting to see sides of Ronan that no one else sees? Maybe this side is born of being with Adam. Either way, Adam feels cherished and special.
"Ronan..." He whispers Ronan's name into his lips even as he turns and comes up on one knee. His hand rests on the back of the seat next to Ronan's head and he leans in to kiss him again. Still soft, but more... an underlying intensity, a message of want. He wants Ronan to know that he wants him, wants to be with him. His actions lately have been born out of fear.
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Reason #87 that Ronan doesn't have any doubts about the way he feels about Adam: despite the mess that is Ronan, Adam doesn't want to change him. He doesn't want to tame him and make him more socially acceptable. Ronan appreciates that more than Adam probably knows.
Adam has always gotten to see sides of Ronan that no one else sees. He has definitely never kissed someone else this way. He didn't even know he could kiss someone this way. This is all Adam teaching Ronan about softer and more gentle things.
If the way Adam whispers his name wasn't enough to make Ronan a little crazy (it is) then the way he kisses him would be. Ronan groans a little at that kiss. He slides his hand to the neck of Adam's tee shirt, pulling it down, stretching it as he tries to pull him closer. WIth his other hand, he fumbles with the controls on the side of the driver's seat so he slides the seat back further.
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Well... right now maybe they're a mixture of things they've learned from each other. Ronan's gentle kisses and Adam climbing into Ronan's lap to straddle him in the bucket seat of the BMW once Ronan makes room for him. He reaches back to flip he switch that would kill the beam of headlights to keep from drawing too much attention.
That done, he cups either side of Ronan's face and leans down to nip and kiss at his lips. Yes, this is definitely what he should have done in the first place instead of running.
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Ronan knows that Adam is learning confidence from him. He sees that every day and it's what he wants most for Adam to get from him. Ronan groans and hisses a string of curses between his teeth. This might be his favorite thing that Adam has learned from him. Adam settles into his lap and Ronan's hands go to Adam's hips, head tilted back, pressed against the headrest. He watches him intently as he leans in to kiss him, eyes closing at the last minute as he tries to relax, to surrender to this and let Adam have control. That's another thing that Adam is teaching Ronan: how to give up control and liking it. He kisses Adam back, his thumbs pressing into Adam's hipbones as the only sign that he's having difficulty not taking over right now.