"Just seems like a weird thing to notice," Ronan explains before letting out another breath as he relaxes further. Noah's never felt warm like this and he's never smelled like anything at all. Funny how everything that should be normal just feels strange anymore.

Strange, but good.

Noah's touching his hand now, fingers curled over Ronan's and he gives a quiet hum, rubbing Noah's stomach idly with his other hand. He can feel Noah's every inhale and he has to fight another smirk and strange concept that is Noah breathing. He settles his hand for a second and then slides it slowly upward, palm pressed flat to Noah's chest. Holds it there, steady against the gentle thump-thump-thump of Noah's heartbeat.