Loras' mouth opened to tell Renly that he had rejected, and had accused him of being crazy and a stalker, so...
So...
"So..."
And this was why no one should ever assume anything when it came to Renly Baratheon. The sudden insaturation of a dream, manifested in Loras' real life, in the middle of a parking lot, was surreal to be sure. Impossibly pained, Loras screwed his eyes shut, bringing trembling hands to the sides of Renly's face. Under his palms, Renly's cheeks were hot, and he hoped to the gods that Renly wouldn't pull them away again.
When Renly said his name, a sound escaped Loras that was so utterly foreign that he was sure that he didn't make it at all. "Say it again," he pleaded, his hands falling from Renly's cheeks to his shoulders, gripping them as though Renly wouldn't be there, just like he wasn't there in his dreams. "Everything with you is enough for me," he ground out, "Just say it again."