"Were you fucking high then?" Ronan replies, catching the coffee-stained towel before it can hit him in the face, lips still twisted in a scowl. "Are you high now? You said it, Noah. You flat-out looked me in the eye and said that you're dating him."
He leaves out Noah's pitying expression, leaves out the part where Noah'd admitted to being scared of him. Noah's not cowering right now, his lips almost curled into a smile.
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Date: 2016-10-12 06:51 pm (UTC)He leaves out Noah's pitying expression, leaves out the part where Noah'd admitted to being scared of him. Noah's not cowering right now, his lips almost curled into a smile.