Noah's eyebrows raise and he cups Ronan's face with both of his hands, smiling at him in disbelief. "Ronan. I'm dead. Who the hell else is going to want me?"
For him, Cremisius is like some kind of otherworldly miracle. Even if Noah wasn't a ghost, that someone like Krem would want him, would love him? It seems impossible. Not to mention his own feelings for Krem, which are beyond what he thought he could ever experience.
Noah lets go of Ronan's face, hands curled in the space between them. "I know it seems weird, but I'm not settling. I love him, and I want him to be happy. And I'm glad that when I'm gone, he'll have someone else who cares about him like I do."
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Date: 2015-10-27 05:20 am (UTC)For him, Cremisius is like some kind of otherworldly miracle. Even if Noah wasn't a ghost, that someone like Krem would want him, would love him? It seems impossible. Not to mention his own feelings for Krem, which are beyond what he thought he could ever experience.
Noah lets go of Ronan's face, hands curled in the space between them. "I know it seems weird, but I'm not settling. I love him, and I want him to be happy. And I'm glad that when I'm gone, he'll have someone else who cares about him like I do."