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Ronan Lynch.

[Flat, dry, and abrupt. The classic beep follows just for good measure.]

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[antietam]

[ Adam rolls his eyes. ] Sorry to break it to you, but Christianity didn't exactly make everyone less violent. I'm pretty sure they lost a few battles—didn't Gansey ever tell you about Alfred the Great?

[ That probably marks the end of the planning session. Adam has research to do and Ronan has death traps to come up with. But he knows letting Ronan go right now is a bad idea, so he wraps an arm around his shoulder, nudging him toward the stairs. ]

What does living in sin even mean?

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Never said it did. I had to listen to Gansey's obsessions way before you.

[Ronan takes Thorpedo up the stairs with him. He'd follow anyway. The rest of the puppies are.]

You know. Living together before getting married. [Possibly living together after they got married as well but he thinks they only call that one sodomy.]

[antietam]

[ Adam is careful not to step on any puppies as they race up the stairs with them. ]

So you were living in sin with Gansey? [ His smile is cheeky. Ronan walked into that one.

The puppies have found their way onto the bed before they get there, which is probably Adam's fault. ] I don't see how this is in sin. [ Look at the cute puppies. ]

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[Ronan lightly punches Adam's shoulder for that one.]

It's an expression. Don't take it personal.

[Ronan sets Thorpedo down on the floor. He soon joins his siblings, prompting Ronan to wonder why he ever let Adam talk him into allowing the dogs on the bed.]

[antietam]

[ Adam gives Ronan a half-shrug when the puppies decide to take up the middle of the bed. They can probably still fit. ]

I've heard it before. [ Never in ways that weren't personal, but he's not going to argue about that. ] I just think there's a better expression for it. Living in...

[ He goes to one side of the bed and cuddles up with the puppies as best he can. ] Virtue? Bliss?

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Ronan Lynch living in virtue. We'll go with bliss.

[He sits down on the other side of the bed. Before he can lie down, Thorpedo dives onto his lap.]

Enjoy it while you still can, mutt.

[Those paws are way too big. Ronan pokes one of them before rubbing the dog's belly. But there's only so much the dog can do. It can't take away his anger, and it can't distract him from Adam. He holds his hand out to the man he's living in bliss with.]

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[ Adam grins fondly at Thorpedo, thoughts of revenge not forgotten but put to the side. Anger still simmers inside him, but it's fading, particularly once he takes Ronan's hand.

He leans over the puppies to press his knuckles to Ronan's lips, an action that would be odd to anyone but them. Bliss is right. ]