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 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.