Ronan's not expecting Noah to touch him, but the light brush of warm fingers against his arm shuts him up quick.
He listens, still scowling as he tries not to picture what exactly Noah does with Freddie, or how often and glancing over when Noah pulls away a bit and hunches in on himself. When Noah finally looks up from staring at his shoes, their eyes meet and Ronan holds it, unable to stop himself from wondering what exactly Noah means by different.
Because Noah knows how Ronan feels. He heard it. And he hadn't said anything then, hadn't given Ronan any reason to believe it might be mutual.
"I'd rather you were happy," he says after a long moment because it's the truth. Even if that means letting go a little, even if it means watching Noah drift away from all of them again, drift away from him, it'd be better than watching Noah be miserable.
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Date: 2016-10-15 04:48 am (UTC)He listens, still scowling as he tries not to picture what exactly Noah does with Freddie, or how often and glancing over when Noah pulls away a bit and hunches in on himself. When Noah finally looks up from staring at his shoes, their eyes meet and Ronan holds it, unable to stop himself from wondering what exactly Noah means by different.
Because Noah knows how Ronan feels. He heard it. And he hadn't said anything then, hadn't given Ronan any reason to believe it might be mutual.
"I'd rather you were happy," he says after a long moment because it's the truth. Even if that means letting go a little, even if it means watching Noah drift away from all of them again, drift away from him, it'd be better than watching Noah be miserable.
And it's all he's allowed to want anyway.