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Ram Easthallow (bifoliate) wrote in heureuxlake,

Ram chuckled into the kiss, thoroughly enjoying the idea of being a gift for Joe. "You make me feel like I am," he agreed, heart swelling as he thought of the way Joe touched him like he was precious and held him like he was something irreplaceable. Ram just hoped he gave Joe even a fraction of that same feeling. The tender, gooey nature of that hope was slightly derailed as another thought flashed into Ram's mind and he grinned. "We'll just have to unwrap each other once we get home," he teased, confident that no force on earth could stop them once they returned to the privacy of Ram's bedroom.

Letting Joe be a gentleman and carry everything, Ram was uncharacteristically quiet until they made it outside. Having been thinking about how to tell Joe this story since that first night, Ram wanted to do it right, but it was also harder than he cared to admit to come at it directly. He'd promised Joe the story was positive, and it was, but the 'worst thing' part of it brought emotions to the surface that Ram rarely grappled with.

Finally, he let out a breath. "You know Rapunzel, right?" He waited for Joe to nod, then summarised the relevant bits of the story anyway. "Pregnant woman gets a craving for vegetables from a witch's garden. Her husband sneaks in to steal them for her, only he gets caught. The witch offers to let him leave with his salad leaves and his life in exchange for the baby his wife is carrying." With a smile that did not reach his eyes, Ram waved a hand up and down his own body. "Meet Rapunzel, 1977 edition."

A bitterness Joe never would have heard before crept into Ram's voice as he continued. "Nolan was so fucking afraid of what Mom would do to him that he promised her me instead. Who does that?" He never called his birth parents 'mom' or 'dad', didn't even like to use the word 'parents' if he could possibly avoid it. He trusted Joe could figure it out from context if Ram just use their given names.