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Richard Gansey III
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The smile completely distracted him. It was so rare that Ronan offered a smile without hint of mockery or the razor sharpness that he'd developed after Niall's death that Gansey almost thought he was hallucinating. It took a moment for Gansey to remember to breathe, then Ronan asked that question and he couldn't hold back his laughter.

Laughter was better than hatred. Better than the jealousy that had roared through him whenever Kavinsky had been near Ronan or insinuated...

Insinuated things that Gansey had carefully pretended he didn't want. "It might." It was terrible to think that way of the dead, but he would never be able to completely forgive Kavinsky for leading Ronan toward a path of self-destruction.

His heart stuttered into a painful rhythm that seemed to steal away both breath and thought when he noticed the sudden change in how Ronan was looking at him. It was a wish, a dream, that Gansey had carefully pushed aside, certain that Ronan would never feel that way about him. But there was the same wistful longing and unrequited affection that Gansey had been hiding for months, that he couldn't hide while Ronan was willing to let him glimpse those emotions. "But I might get jealous that you have his picture instead of mine."

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Gansey laughing was like Adam smiling. Ronan would start wars for them both. He'd burn the world to ashes and build a new one if they would look at him the way Gansey was looking at him now.

"You haven't seen the picture yet." Gansey jealous. It was such a tiny little thing and yet it meant everything. Ronan didn't actually have Kavinsky's picture. He'd planned on drawing a stick Kavinsky on a piece of paper and writing his name on it in crayon just to give Gansey something to punch. "I only want a picture of you if you leave me."

Please don't ever leave him, Gansey.

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"Does it involve the desecration of a flag?" He couldn't quite keep the jealousy out of his tone even when he shouldn't think ill of the dead. Kavinsky would be a sore subject for a long time no matter how charitable Gansey attempted to be.

His chest felt painfully tight at Ronan's words. Only if he left him... Maybe now that they were far from Henrietta...

Shaking off that thought, he smiled at Ronan. He would do everything he could to make sure he didn't leave his best friend. "I doubt that's true." As he spoke, he started the Pig again, the smile turning to a grin as it made its usual sound of protest. "You said that you wanted to send me a picture. If you do, I'll want to send one in return."