Basilisk Alcove B2, Tuesday evening

[fantastic_torch]

Johnny led Ronan into his cabin, glancing over his shoulder at him before he led him further back, towards his alcove.

Upon entering, he smiled a sheepish grin at seeing the helter-skelter of the place. He wasn't exactly the neatest person in the world. Or his world. But he was sure Ronan wouldn't mind a few pieces of clothing having been tossed here and there.

Turning to face him, he shoved his hands in his back pockets, "So..."

(For Ronan, obviously, and it is fine to say that Ronan was here, but conversation and whatnot NFB & NWSish.)

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[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"Stay, Ronan. Stay here tonight, please." Johnny asked him softly, truly not wanting him to leave.

[not_in_the_book]

Ronan smiled. "All right, then," he said, and sat on the bed beside Johnny. He leaned over to give him another quick kiss before lying down.

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

Johnny followed Ronan, and reached over to turn out the light. Then he moved closer to him, pulling him against him and kissing his shoulder. "Good night, Ronan."

[not_in_the_book]

"Good night, Johnny."

And if there was a second thought, a silent, Good night, John, well, Johnny wouldn't ever know.