[Noah reaches up to touch his shoulders. The pose isn't unlike that of a classic high school dance, or a Nicholas Sparks cover. Noah resists the urge to kiss him, not wanting to push any comfort levels.]
[They were interrupted, but that doesn't mean he wants to kiss Noah any less. Nudging him closer, Ronan's other hand comes up to brush across Noah's cheek and he bows to kiss Noah softly. It's okay. They're fine.]
[Noah returns the kiss with a relieved sigh. He had hoped that's what Ronan would say. In light of the past half hour though, he keeps this one slower, more cautious and tender. He only pulls back after awhile to gesture behind them.]
[Even though he barely fits in it and it makes an unfortunate metaphor, he likes the closet. It's theirs, and he doesn't want to have to sneak into the basement to kiss his own boyfriend. If Gansey means what he says (and Ronan wants to believe that he does), then he can deal with whatever he might hear.]
But Noah leans back up on his toes for another kiss, this one deeper. The grin on his face is a cross between sly and downright dopey - classic Noah.
It's a downright miracle that he manages to maneuver them backwards, up the step stool, through the cupboard doors, without losing his footing or tangling up with Ronan's over-long legs. Once they're inside, he breaks the kiss to throw a glance at the doors - they close firmly, and this time the latch swings into place.]
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[Noah reaches up to touch his shoulders. The pose isn't unlike that of a classic high school dance, or a Nicholas Sparks cover. Noah resists the urge to kiss him, not wanting to push any comfort levels.]
Um. What now?
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[They were interrupted, but that doesn't mean he wants to kiss Noah any less. Nudging him closer, Ronan's other hand comes up to brush across Noah's cheek and he bows to kiss Noah softly. It's okay. They're fine.]
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Closet? Basement?
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[Even though he barely fits in it and it makes an unfortunate metaphor, he likes the closet. It's theirs, and he doesn't want to have to sneak into the basement to kiss his own boyfriend. If Gansey means what he says (and Ronan wants to believe that he does), then he can deal with whatever he might hear.]
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But Noah leans back up on his toes for another kiss, this one deeper. The grin on his face is a cross between sly and downright dopey - classic Noah.
It's a downright miracle that he manages to maneuver them backwards, up the step stool, through the cupboard doors, without losing his footing or tangling up with Ronan's over-long legs. Once they're inside, he breaks the kiss to throw a glance at the doors - they close firmly, and this time the latch swings into place.]