I'm a father, a hellhound, an oath-breaker, a former husband and a psychologist. None of them make me who I am, but it will be what you see me as.
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Ronan: Unlock what?
Zeke: Help me unlock them.
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"Oh? You already have those expectations?" He asked him with a laugh. "You are not old."
He stayed silent for a bit, letting himself gather the right words. "I suppose because of expectations? Young men, especially a lot younger, expect a certain behavior from me." He said.
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"May I ask why?" He asked him.
"I do." He smiled at him. "I have always been more into older men."
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Ronan: Yes, he did a while back. How can I help you?
Zeke: This is Ezekiel. Parrish recommended me to you.
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Ronan chuckled and said nothing to that first comment. "You miss my ass?"
"So yes you are." He said before he started to laugh. "You miss my dick already?"
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Ronan: This is Ronan yes.
Zeke to Ronan
Zeke: Is is Ronan?
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"Do you?" he asked, smiling. I may have, but I have learned my lesson."
"It was not just that. It was just that combined with your attitude. I actually find the salt and pepper attractive." He responded.
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Ronan smiled at him. "I'm just asking a question." He said and blew him a kiss once he looked over his shoulder. "I'm surprised you are not trying that now."
"The special one? Trying to trap me?" He asked as he finished washing his hair. Seeing the lack of resistance, he went for his back. His eyes admired what he did not pay attention to before. "Hm...remind me to have you on your stomach next time."
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"And I'm the special one?" He asked. His laugh boomed as the other washed his hair. It seemed random.
"Only the special ones, but it is mostly room service." Gale explained to him as he reached up to the shampoo bottle. He poured a generous amount and started to wash Ronan's hair.
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Ronan laughed as he stepped in and let the water spray over him. "So you don't buy your hookups breakfast?" he asked.
"We may get before you leave." He winked. He then stepped aside for him. "After all, we are going to be eating breakfast together. That's not behavior of strangers."
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"That I'm teasing you about how you found me creepy because of my salt and pepper?" He smirked.
He rolled his eyes. "That might break our relationship."
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"I don't believe we are there yet." He said as he stayed away, letting the other handle the spray. "Or are we?"
"What if I just want to become friends?" He asked him and let the water spray over him.
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Ronan chuckled. "Not anymore at least." He winked.
"Didn't appreciate it?" He asked as he nudged him again. "I'm not that cruel."
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"Because you are fishing out information, " he said, joining him only after he got inside.
"What? Why?" He laughed as he got into the bathroom and started the shower.
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Ronan laughed. "Happy to hear that you think so. Would be bad if you didn't."
Ivan nudged him on the side. "Nice save."
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Ronan laughed. "The more you talk, the less I believe you don't like dating." He told him.
"Oh?" He chuckled as he helped him get up. "I thought it was the perfect pillow talk."
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