84 pynch dialogue prompts please?:)
84: “come on baby, up to bed.”
For the first month after Gansey died Ronan is a mess. Even though Gansey is alive again, Noah isn’t. And for that brief amount of time, Ronan felt like his whole world had tipped sideways. Every time he looks at Gansey, he sees his cold body. So he avoids Monmouth. Spends days at the Barns, or aimlessly roaming Cabeswater. And at night he goes out. Usually it’s just to drive dark street where there are no monsters or memories. Tonight it’s with a certain desire for self destruction. Ronan walks a dangerous line. Not quite as closely as he used to, but still close enough that some days even Adam couldn’t pull him back. So he goes out and gets drunk. Spectacularly, falling over drunk. The kind of drunk he hasn’t been since they truly met Adam’s dad. And when he’s drunk it’s harder to keep up his walls. That’s where the self destructive part comes in. Most nights, he goes back to Monmouth and lets Gansey tear him apart. Tonight he decides to take a slower route. That’s how he finds himself at Adam’s. There’s nothing that hurts more than hurting Adam. Adam opens the door with sleepy eyes and Ronan immediately feels horrible. ‘Good’ he thinks cruelly at himself. “Ronan?” Adam looks soft like this, with his shirt too big and wrinkled, and his hair less that perfect. It makes something in Ronan clench. “Can I come in?” Ronan asks quietly, knowing that Adam must smell the alcohol by now. Adam hesitates. “Shouldn’t you go home?” He says instead of answering. Ronan sways back and looks down at the ground. “I can’t,” he stutters, “I don’t know if I could be around him like this.”Luckily, Adam seems to understand. “I’ll call him.”He steps aside and lets Ronan in. Ronan pauses once he’s through the door, not sure if he’ll ever get used to being allowed in a space that is so Adam Parrish. He only moves because Adam eventually pushes at him back and drags him to his bed. “Come on baby, up to bed.” He says softly. Ronan turns to him, surprised. His head is spinning and his thoughts aren’t really coherent, but he knows that Adam wouldn’t usually let him anywhere near him when he’s been drinking. Adam must sense what he’s thinking because he cups Ronan’s cheek and sighs. “You’re in pain.” Adam whispers, like it’s a secret. “I won’t let you hurt yourself more by thinking you’re hurting me.”Ronan closes his eyes. He doesn’t know if he’ll ever be used to being known like that. For so long he’s thought of himself as the greatest secret of all. “Shhh.”Ronan doesn’t even realize he’s crying until Adam wraps his arms around his shoulders and grabs the back of his neck. “We’ll figure it out.”
(Sorry it’s a bit unfinished anon, but these are drabbles, if you people want more you can request it or send in a different prompt from here)