Re: Times Square: Ronan/Ben
[There's Ronan's voice cracking and him going down- down, and just like that, the bubble snaps and he can hear everyone around them, the honk of every horn, every shouted word that says he parked somewhere he shouldn't.
And he's looking down on Ronan like this just isn't real, like it's another dream gone all wrong.
Here he is, standing over his openly sobbing boyfriend.
This is not where he wants to be.]
I don't - I don't - I don't understand. [Cause it's not like he and Ronan were like he and Liam. And Liam cheating he could even kind of understand - they weren't having sex yet, but Ronan? They can barely go more than twelve hours without having sex. Their touches happen with the rhythm of breathing and he's had to switch to light weight shirts instead of thicker ones and layering because of how frequently he has Ronan's weight warming him.
A new horn makes him jump.] Ronan - get in the car. [He forces himself to take a deep breath in. Another.] I'm going to take you home and we'll talk about this there.