[Listen. Writing these makes me so happy.]
Adam picks up a lot of new words and phrases while in college. He’s introduced to memes and dumb videos, things he never bothered with in Henrietta, since he was busy studying and searching for Glendower. He’d never owned a phone –let alone a computer– to access such things.
Most things he’ll say ironically when he’s around his friends, because they’ll get it. But there’s one thing he ends up saying regularly, without even noticing: dude, same.
Adam says it when he wakes up and it’s pouring outside, when his roommate groans after a rough night out, when he’s grabbing coffee on his way to class and he spots students napping in the courtyard. He doesn’t ever realize how often he says it until Ronan is visiting.
They’re watching a movie on the dorm room’s pull-out couch and there’s a scene where the main character loudly complains about how much school work he has to do. Adam says it, without even thinking, like a reflex.
He’s startled when Ronan quickly pauses the movie and turns in his direction, fingers gently gripping along his jaw. His dark brows are furrowed.
“Babe. If you say that one more time, I’m leaving.”
Adam’s face scrunches up in confusion for a moment, but then he realizes what he’s said and laughs, eyes crinkling. He touches Ronan’s wrist and stifles a grin.
“Blame my friends. They’ve ruined me.”
Ronan’s lip curls.
“They did a good job with your hair and clothes, but not the fucking meme culture. It’s bad enough that Cheng and Gansey text me that shit all the time.”
Adam laughs again.
“I’ll try my best to keep our time together meme free. Okay?”
Ronan seems appeased with that, so he pulls back and starts the movie back up, his arm around Adam’s shoulder. Adam looks at his boyfriend’s still furrowed brows and hides another smile.
“If you don’t have anything you want to do tonight… I was thinking we could go crack open a cold one with the boys?”
Ronan looks likes he’s in actual pain and
Adam cannot stop laughing.