“He forced himself not to picture Adam’s laugh the night they met. His smile. The way he kissed Ronan. Earnest- like he really meant it. Like he really wanted to. He thought of every morning Adam put two bagels in the toaster because they both had classes at ten. He thought of every time Adam rolled his eyes at Ronan because he’d said something stupid. He thought of their argument on the porch. He thought of Adam in the shower.
Ronan didn’t really have a choice about it. He was still having nightmares, still trying to figure out why cabeswater was always black in his head, still trying to clean up his own messes. He still hadn’t told Adam that he could dream. He didn’t have a choice.
Ronan didn’t want to be friends.”
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