Raven Boys Rec: Ronan/Gansey
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aliunde_recsnumber three in henrietta (number one in our hearts) (2,518 words)
By: Kenopsia (Indie)
Rating: Mature
Pairing: Richard Gansey III/Ronan Lynch
Summary:
“I don’t give a fuck,” Ronan said. He said that sort of thing to Gansey all the time — he said all kinds of shit, actually — because Gansey was generally unshakable in the face of Ronan's shittiness. He must know that Ronan would follow him anywhere. It had been a few days since he’d seen Gansey sleeping, and the line of his mouth now was brittle. Ronan went to poke Gansey in his eye, his fingertip landing on Gansey’s hot eyelid. “I’m going to take a piss, and then I’ll be in my room for the night.”
“Okay,” Gansey said in a flat voice.
Ronan nudged him. “Come on.”
Gansey scowled, moving his torso out of the way of Ronan’s jostling. “If you must know, Ronan, the mood is gone.”
“You’re seventeen years old,” Ronan snorted. “The mood is never all that far gone.”
“I tire of this conversation,” Gansey said, haughty, and waved a dismissive hand at Ronan, turning back to his desk.
By: Kenopsia (Indie)
Rating: Mature
Pairing: Richard Gansey III/Ronan Lynch
Summary:
“I don’t give a fuck,” Ronan said. He said that sort of thing to Gansey all the time — he said all kinds of shit, actually — because Gansey was generally unshakable in the face of Ronan's shittiness. He must know that Ronan would follow him anywhere. It had been a few days since he’d seen Gansey sleeping, and the line of his mouth now was brittle. Ronan went to poke Gansey in his eye, his fingertip landing on Gansey’s hot eyelid. “I’m going to take a piss, and then I’ll be in my room for the night.”
“Okay,” Gansey said in a flat voice.
Ronan nudged him. “Come on.”
Gansey scowled, moving his torso out of the way of Ronan’s jostling. “If you must know, Ronan, the mood is gone.”
“You’re seventeen years old,” Ronan snorted. “The mood is never all that far gone.”
“I tire of this conversation,” Gansey said, haughty, and waved a dismissive hand at Ronan, turning back to his desk.
