It's the first time he's really acknowledged that out loud since Adam filled him in, but he can only assume Noah already knows. Noah knows just about everything; that's part of being a fucking ghost.
Still grinning, Ronan bats the pillow away, camera still held in one hand. "Maybe I do, dickface. I'll plaster my walls with them so I can throw darts when you piss me off." His voice is still light, still teasing as he takes another picture, the frame lopsided, getting just a quarter of Noah's face and a fraction of the cat's.
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Date: 2016-11-16 10:46 pm (UTC)It's the first time he's really acknowledged that out loud since Adam filled him in, but he can only assume Noah already knows. Noah knows just about everything; that's part of being a fucking ghost.
Still grinning, Ronan bats the pillow away, camera still held in one hand. "Maybe I do, dickface. I'll plaster my walls with them so I can throw darts when you piss me off." His voice is still light, still teasing as he takes another picture, the frame lopsided, getting just a quarter of Noah's face and a fraction of the cat's.