Why is it “unrealistic” to want someone as patient as Sam?
Why is it “unrealistic” to want someone who cares and loves you unconditionally and does everything in their power to make you feel safe like Rhys?
Why is it so “unrealistic” to want someone who loves you for what you are, even if you’re completely shattered and broken like Rowan?
Why is it unrealistic to want to help each other grow like rowaelin?
Why is it unrealistic to show each other true emotions and not hold back like feysand?
I don’t understand why thats “unrealistic” Are my “standards to high”? Why is it wrong for me to want these things? People tell me constantly my standards are to high and I don’t understand why. I want someone who truly loves me for me, not to date people to look cute and be “goals” on twitter. And don’t tell me to give someone a chance when they straight up ask to date. I want them to know me, the REAL me. Not none of that “slide into their dms” shit.
Why is it so unrealistic?
I’m just going to have to wait.
Sorry I just needed to rant
Here’s some soft loving pynch headcanons bc it’s something we all need rn:
Adam loves holding Ronan’s hand. Where Adam’s hands get cold easily, Ronan’s are always warm somehow, his hands big enough to completely engulf Adam’s and warm them. When Adam laces their fingers together he can feel the slightly rough texture that comes from Ronan’s work at the Barns, and the small scratches at the back of Ronan’s hands because he refuses to wear gloves while he works. He loves the way Ronan moves his thumb in circles against the back of Adam’s hand without thinking.
Adam loves it when his hands are cold and Ronan just seems to know, so he takes both of Adam’s hands in his own and silently holds them until they’re warm again. He loves the way Ronan never fails to gently kiss Adam’s palms afterwards.
Sometimes they hold hands without lacing fingers, the way children in fairy tales do. On those days they’re walking through Ronan’s new dream forest with Opal, exploring every corner, laughing and chattering as new creations float into view, and all the while Adam holds Ronan’s hand easily and without thinking. As if they have been walking through enchanted forests, holding hands, for years.
One day on finals week in his first year, tired and sleepy from studying, Adam has the thought that the Barns are home the way no where else is. Adam loves his college and his dorm room and the many friends he has there, he’s content in the life he built for himself, happy to be in study halls and in a new city, but no other place has the warmth that the Barns offer. He comes back to this line of thought several times over the next few days, and finally decides that the warmth there has everything to do with the presence of Ronan and Opal. He thinks about the various spaces he occupied, the places he’s been, the way he’s starting to feel like he could build homes anywhere. He thinks back to the Barns and the people waiting for him there. He thinks Ronan is home the way nothing else is, and decides to leave it at that.
Ronan uses his phone a lot whenever Adam is at college. It’d be funny if it weren’t something that Adam completely saw coming. Maybe a few-months-ago-Adam wouldn’t have expected it, and last-year’s Adam definitely would have snorted at the concept, but the Adam that left the Barns late August for his first year of college knew without a doubt that he’d be hearing from his boyfriend before the end of the day. A text, a call, a picture, hell maybe even a meme. Adam knew Ronan would be there, several hundred miles away or not. Ronan didn’t disappoint.
They are not loudly sappy, per se. They are not fancy love declarations and explicit displays of affection. Instead, they’re steady. Sure and quiet in the way they’re just Adam and Ronan. They’re fingers laced together as they quietly walk through the fields, glances shared across the room in both exasperation and amusement, they’re forehead kisses in the morning, and cheek kisses as one of them leaves for work. They’re soft I love yous murmured against the other’s lips and smiles pressed into each other’s skin. They’re stupid inside jokes and the ability to always always make each other laugh.
Adam and Ronan are best friends. They’re supportive and always there for each other, shoulders pressed together, arms around the other’s waist when one of them needs to be held, or sitting a few steps away waiting for permission to touch but knowing their mere presence counts. They’re Adam and Ronan, a team, even on the tough days when one of them would rather be anyone else.
They are independent each but they choose to share their lives, and to always be there for each other.