Ronan x Kavinsky, even. Did not spell-check before sending.
XD Don’t worry, it’s not like he’d totally fuck you up for that.
Give me a ship and I’ll tell you who:
is a better cook
Ronan tries to teach Kavinsky to actually eat, rather than sustaining himself with pills and booze. Kavinsky eats to shut Ronan up. It really isn’t great; Ronan can cook food, but not actual meals that work together, and he’s being something of a hypocrite; he probably wouldn’t be eating much of anything if he didn’t have Kavinsky to persuade. but he’s stubborn, and Kavinsky knows that he won’t back down on the food think. So Kavinsky learns to cook for himself - actual proper dishes, the sort of thing people are supposed to eat in big old-fashioned families - and now it’s so much easier to remember that food is important when there’s a pot of last night’s stew still on the stove. Ronan eats it cold out of the pan. Kavinsky yells at him, half-serious, because it doesn’t taste nearly as good that way, what are you doing. Ronan will reply You to shut him up, kiss him, and carry on eating.
falls asleep first
Ronan still has his night terrors, and sometimes they come out. Kavinsky offers to conjure up pills, pills to make him drop off easier, pills for a dreamless sleep. Ronan refuses - he still wants to see Cabeswater, just not the things his own mind brings out of it. So Kavinsky takes to texting Ronan around the time he goes to bed, sneaking round to Monmouth if it sounds like he’s having a bad night. The first time Ronan saw him outside the bedroom window, clinging to the wall, he thought one of his nightmares had come for him. Kavinsky had to disappear when the yelling woke the others, and Ronan was not best pleased with him the next time they saw each other. But after that, Ronan leaves the window open on bad nights. Kavinsky realises soon enough that Ronan lies about whether he’s okay, but the window doesn’t. So he’ll cruise past in the evenings, keeping an eye out. Noah finds them one morning. Ronan’s awake enough to glare, and he never says anything to the others. But the beds covered in rose petals the next night. Ronan’s still clearing them up, swearing heartily, when Kavinsky slips through the window. He’s not sure what to make of it until a fuming Ronan explains, and then he’s pissing himself laughing too hard to help.
is the bigger cuddler
If Ronan mentioned this to anyone, he’d probably wake up to a bleeding severed head on the pillow next to him. But Kavinsky refuses to sit still for anything - watching a movie, eating in a diner, going up into Cabeswater and just looking about - unless they’ve got some sort of constant contact - holding hands, arms around each other, knees touching under the table. Normally, he’ll fidget so much he knocks things over. But Ronan can help calm his manic energy, rather like a lightning rod. And secretly, he doesn’t mind it either.
stays up until 2am reading
Kavinsky doesn’t see why Ronan reads so much, even if it is something to do to avoid sleep. Mysterious worlds, far-off adventures - as he repeatedly points out, why would either of them need to bother with any of that? But he likes the way Ronan looks when he’s reading - more open than usual, and younger, the way other people look when they’re asleep. he’s drawn Ronan a few times like this, trying to capture his expression but never getting it quite right - the lines of Ronan’s face don’t lend themselves to softness, which is why his reading-face is so miraculous. Sometimes he’ll move around to get a better angle; sometimes he’ll adjust the lights. Ronan doesn’t notice.
decides to adopt a pet
There’s already Chainsaw, and she’s jealous enough of Kavinsky without anything else competing for Ronan’s attention. Kavinsky gets a lot of nicks and nips before she learns to trust him; sometimes, if they’re walking side by side, she’ll move to the shoulder nearest Kavinsky and hiss at him until he moves further away. Then, when he moves to Ronan’s other side, she’ll follow him and do it again. This carries on until Ronan, exasperated by the ridiculously slow pace they’re having to go at, takes hold of Chainsaw and places her on Kavinsky’s head. It surprises them both, but Chainsaw decides she likes this perch - she can still see Kerah, and this way that other boy can’t get any closer to him than she can. But they learn to send her off flying before they do anything more than hold hands, after she crapped on Kavinsky’s head in the middle of a kiss.
comes home drunk at 3am
They both do, on occasion - sometimes together and sometimes alone. If Ronan finds that Kavinsky’s been out on one the night before, he’ll try to clean up, to do anything that will make the following day less awful. If it’s Ronan who’s hungover, nobody dares speak to him - he lies in his room in the dark, and for once, he tries to sleep because it hurts less than this. But the nights when they get wasted together are the best. They talk, they laugh, they dance, they scream at the stars. Kavinsky leans in for a kiss, and they’re so hammered they miss each other’s faces. A thousand conversations flit by - strange, deformed, and wondrous, and every one forgotten by the morning.
holds the other’s hand most often
Kavinsky. And woe betide Ronan if he complains.
forgets the birthdays and anniversaries
Ronan remembers every occasion, big or small. He crafts cards with infinite patience and precision, complex designs of spikes and swirls and stars and thorns woven in ink and paper.
Kavinsky forgets. Or he pretends to. But a rock goes through Ronan’s window at Monmouth at 3am on his birthday, with the word fuckwit and a heart carefully inscribed upon it in felt-tip pen. Gansey is not pleased abut the broken window, especially because (Ronan tells him) there’s no sign of a projectile, nothing to indicate what caused this. After that, Ronan leaves his window open wide on the night before his birthday. He collects the rocks in a shoebox under his bed. On bad days he takes them out, one at a time, holding them to his lips, or his scars. Noah and Chainsaw are the only ones who know.