Noah goes still for a moment before looking up at Ronan, mouth parted, speechless. Even when Ronan's pissed off he doesn't talk to him like this, not unless Ronan is specifically pissed at him. Noah casts his mind back, trying to think of something he's done recently that would make Ronan mad, but nothing stands out.
The shower comment in particular hooks in Noah's chest and tugs, and he looks down at himself, wondering if everything he did last night is somehow evidenced on his skin. He thinks he looks normal, though.
Was Ronan at the party, had he seen him in the pool? Noah hadn't seen him.
"Hey...what's wrong?" he finally asks, voice quiet.
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The shower comment in particular hooks in Noah's chest and tugs, and he looks down at himself, wondering if everything he did last night is somehow evidenced on his skin. He thinks he looks normal, though.
Was Ronan at the party, had he seen him in the pool? Noah hadn't seen him.
"Hey...what's wrong?" he finally asks, voice quiet.