[Noah wishes that it was true, that someone could just hold him into this body and make him permanent. He wraps his arms tighter, buries his face more firmly into Ronan's neck, imagining that he could hide inside of him.]
... You aren't going to hurt me this time. I can feel it.
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[Noah wishes that it was true, that someone could just hold him into this body and make him permanent. He wraps his arms tighter, buries his face more firmly into Ronan's neck, imagining that he could hide inside of him.]
... You aren't going to hurt me this time. I can feel it.