Re: Studio: Ben S/Ronan X
[He didn't expect to find this when he came in, didn't expect that his words would have this affect when he's not angry - when nothing has changed between the two of them. But no matter how much he didn't expect it, he knows that's what happened, that he's done this however unintentionally, and one arm wraps tight around Ronan's waist, fingers curling over the cage of his ribs while his free hand traces up his arm to his face.] Hey, hey. It's me. [Soft, quiet, as his lips press to Ronan's temple and his fingertips trace over the crest of his cheekbone.]