we are running around till our hearts break down.

[nightmarist]

WHO: Ronan Lynch & assembled morons
WHERE: Well, it starts at Declan's apartment...
WHEN: February 3 - 9
WHAT: Ronan stages a highly unnecessary rescue mission.
WARNINGS: He's as suicidal as always.
NOTES: The starters are in the comments.

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[photophobic]

It's extraordinarily brave of Ronan, Kylo thinks, pressing his gratitude into soft kisses to Ronan's brow. Could he trust in the very thing that had vanished and left him bereft to be his healing? He's not certain. Cheek to tear-stained cheek, he holds Ronan close, marveling quietly at his capacity for love.

"I believe you," he promises, discovering it as he speaks. "I feel it, Ronan. You'd find me. You found me."

He draws back just enough to look at Ronan's face, to lift his hand to cradle it in his palm. Ronan had once sworn to be the sword in Kylo's hand— and he had been, so willing to be wielded however his master chose. But this... Ronan had poured his will into being Kylo's rescue in a way no-one ever really had, before. It's more than he knows how to process.

"Thank you. For coming for me."

[nightmarist]

Ronan doesn't understand how he can be the first one, although he knows he is. It makes no sense to him, that no one else before him saw fit to reach out to Kylo. They reached for Ben, of course. Plenty of people called out to the uncorrupted boy and tried to save him from the man he'd become. What Ronan doesn't understand is how he can be the first to want to save Kylo Ren, who needed love more desperately than any boy saint ever would.

He meets Kylo's eyes, leaning into his touch. "You're in for it now," Ronan threatens with a weak smile. "You won't be able to get rid of me. I'll chase you across galaxies. Stalk you through the universe. Don't thank me. God, I love you."

[photophobic]

Kylo meets that smile with an awkward attempt of his own, an unpracticed flicker of warmth without performance.

"Romantic," he decides. And it is, as far as he's concerned. Perhaps, the most romantic gesture he can imagine. His smile widens clumsily where it should draw out to his signature expression of flat, hidden amusement. "I look forward to it."

How had he ever forgotten this face? It feels impossible now, that he could ever exist without knowledge of Ronan Lynch, entwined together as they are. Kylo doesn't want to look away.

"As you can't chase me here. When I'm chasing you."