forum I'm Tired of Hurting People... // O/O // Open

Started October 14, 2019 by @ElderGod-Icefire

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"Just…" he started, but paused. "How are you feeling?" he tried again, hoping to get an honest answer, but knew it wasn't likely.

"Fine." Adrian replied, not opening his eyes. "Why does it matter?" It doesn't. He's just being polite. Who would ever care about a little bitch like you? A poisonous little voice whispered.

"I want to make sure you're comfortable here," Ronan answered.

He shrugged again. "I'm fine." He opened his eyes a little, knees tucked close to his chest.

"Okay…" he didn't think that Adrian was honestly telling the truth, but he wasn't going to force an answer.

He took a deep breath. "Now what?" He asked softly. Electro shocks? Brainwashing? He thought bitterly.

"Was there anything you wanted to do here?" he asked. The healing could come later, Adrian should get settled down first, Ronan thought.

He shook his head a little. "Not…really." he replied slowly, peeking up at Ronan.

"Did you want to go rest?" Ronan asked.

He shrugged again. No…I'll wake up with nightmares again… He looked around. "I don't know. What… what else is there to do?"

"I have a couple of books," he offered, standing up to put his dishes away.

Adrian blinked, looking up at him. "Really? What kind?" he asked, the corners of his lips twitching in a tiny, hopeful smile.

"All kinds, we have fiction, non-fiction, historical fiction, you get the point," Ronan smiled, noticing Adrian's sudden change in attitude. "Come, I can show you," he moved towards a short, but wide hallway that led to a larger room than the previous one. This one was lined with bookshelves, with several large bean bags and chairs and couches littering the floor. Not to mention several fluffy blankets, for even more comfort. It was practically a book heaven.

Adrian immediately went to the bookshelves, running his fingers along the spines until he found a book he wanted. He picked it up, and sat down on a chair, starting to read without another word.

Ronan watched Adrian silently, basking in the glow of his happiness, because he had something Adrian liked.

Adrian curled up in the chair, reading quietly. He glanced up at Ronan after a while. "Thank you…" he said softly.

"You're welcome, anytime!" he replied, settling down on a beanbag, pulling a blanket over himself.

Adrian's lips twitched in a tiny smile, and he went back to his book, letting out a soft sigh.

Ronan soon fell asleep, his dreams filled with happy memories.

Adrian kept reading, curled up and focused on the book before him. He didn't sleep very much at the best of times.

A little while later, Ronan awoke, stretching and yawning. As soon as his eyes adjusted to the light, he looked over at Adrian and smiled again. He was happy, very happy indeed that he had something to offer that satisfied Adrian.

Adrian kept reading. He didn't even notice that Ronan had awoken, completely absorbed in his book and his reading.

Ronan just silently watched Adrian, his mood lifting already. He might really be able to help him. In like, a really big way. Reading could be his way of relieving stress!

Adrian shifted a little, and kept reading. He was completely absorbed. It was doubtful whether he would even notice someone calling his name.

(Okay)
Ronan called out his name softly. "I'm going to go make dinner, any preferences?"

Adrian flinched slightly, looking up. "I-I…okay." he said softly, hugging the book to his chest as if afraid Ronan would take it away.

"Did you have anything in mind? If not, I can whip up some spaghetti," Ronan offered.

Adrian shook his head. "Spaghetti is fine." He replied softly, swallowing slightly.