Bringing the agonizing glory of Pynch to the RC archive because it is in dire need.
Book 3. Oct.28. Probably. Get hype.
Ronan could never quite place the exact moment he developed feelings for Adam.
Nor could he place the exact moment it became a problem.
He knew it was there, however – one moment hidden in the endless tangle of arguments and mutual tolerance and the go-die-in-a-ditches to silent glances of forgiveness afterwards.
And suddenly the moments where Ronan's heart swelled whenever Adam smiled were thrown into the mix.
And then the many moments he'd stay up all night and try to remember the peculiar, soft curves of Adam's face between bottles of beer.
And then the moments where Adam would look at him strangely and his heart would jump because he knew that he knew.
And one day Ronan decided he hated himself.
And then he realized he was afraid.
And suddenly he knew Adam Parrish was the reason he was so afraid of himself – and he hated himself for it.
And it was disgusting of him to have these feelings – mostly because he knew he'd never be able to look at Adam Parrish and not feel that flush of longing and hatred that already aided in keeping him up at night.
And he knew, by the silent, scrutinizing, painfully patronizing stare Adam always sent his way that he agreed.
But he figured – he probably deserved it.