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[iwasmore]

Noah existed in the grocery store, which didn't make much sense seeing as he couldn't eat. Sometimes he bought food for the ducks, or a surprise snack for Krem, but beyond that the grocery store was a useless place for him to visit. He felt the pull of a friend nearby, and maybe that had brought him there. He started searching the aisles, but got distracted by a display for Oreos - he missed Oreos - and nearly ran, bodily, right into someone. "Sorry!"

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[thedreamthief]

There's a pinch in Noah's voice, a tightness that makes Ronan's anger flare hot all over again, skin drawing thin. Breakable.

He doesn't fight with Noah, he reminds himself. He doesn't fight with Noah.

"Fuck this," he snarls, leg swinging to kick the nearest bag of groceries, sending a flurry of apples rolling before he's striding away, fingers itching at his sides.

[iwasmore]

Noah flinches again, backing up without moving his legs. His mouth forms a thin, straight line, and his chin trembles. His eyes thin to slits and he takes a shaky breath, glaring at Ronan over scattered groceries.

"Just stay away from me," he says, and disappears.