Ronan looks peaceful, and Noah smiles softly, setting the book aside. "But I'm fascinated by harps."
Noah takes Ronan's hand and scoots until he's on his side, with his back to Ronan's chest. He wraps Ronan's arm around him so they're snuggling, letting Ronan's warmth seep into his own. Everything is warm and soft and perfect. "I don't come here because I have to," he says in his own sleepy voice.
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Date: 2015-12-01 07:45 pm (UTC)Noah takes Ronan's hand and scoots until he's on his side, with his back to Ronan's chest. He wraps Ronan's arm around him so they're snuggling, letting Ronan's warmth seep into his own. Everything is warm and soft and perfect. "I don't come here because I have to," he says in his own sleepy voice.