Noah burrows in close, nestling himself in between Ronan's arm and side. It's comforting as it is annoying and Ronan grumbles low under his breath before turning his book enough for Noah to glimpse the cover -- The History of Irish Music -- before tuning it back so he can pretend to be reading it.

"It's good," he says because it's not a lie and because he knows Noah won't tolerate Ronan just ignoring him.