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Guess we'll put in a skylight.

But how did it get there? [Oh don't mind him, he's just going to look at you like you definitely put it there]

[He stares at the ceiling never making eye contact with Noah.] I thought you did it.

With what?

You tell me!

[Noah looks up, curling his lip] I didn't do it. Are you sure you didn't do it? You like to throw things.

I like to throw you.

[Noah looks down at him suddenly, then laughs, shaking his head] That's not what happened this time. I don't make holes like that.

You might. How do you know?

I'm not that heavy. I'd probably tumble tumble off the roof. Also, I'd just appear on the other side. Did you bring the fireworks in the house?

That would take a bomb, not a firework, Noah.

I wouldn't be surprised if it was. I know who you're hanging out with, you know. Gansey isn't happy.

Excuse. You.

I'm just worried and you're not around a whole lot anymore. I hardly ever see you. You have bruises on your neck.

[Ronan fastens the top button of his shirt and sighs.] What did he say to you?

He didn't say anything to me.... but he was telling Adam that he thinks something is going on with you. That you're not yourself lately. He wants to talk to Declan.

I'm more me than I ever have been. [Epic. Eye roll.] Declan? What's he got to do with anything? Gansey ever think that maybe he should just talk to me? Jesus.

Are you? [Noah shrugs, looking guilty] He said he tried. Maybe they saw the bruises, too.

Noah! Shit! They are fucking hickey's! I have a-- a boyfriend. What the hell is wrong with that!?

Oh. [He smiles] Can I touch them? [He's already reaching out] A boyfriend? Kavinsky? Is that what you want?

[Damn Noah. Ronan had such a soft spot for him. He sighed and just barely smiled.] Yeah, you can. How do you not know what a hickey is? [He nodded as he popped the button of his shirt back open.] It's what I want, yeah. I make sense with him.

I do know. I just forget things sometimes. [He reaches out and runs his fingers along them in circular motions] They look a lot prettier than mine. You don't make sense with Adam and Gansey and me and Blue?

Do you know how to make them? [His eyes drift down.] It's different, Noah. This is a part of me I've never...I can't be with all of you.

Yes, I know. [he's be blushing now if he could blush, but the way he tilts his head down and rubs the hickies harder definitely makes it seem like he's blushing] I don't want you to die, Ronan. Kavinsky's surrounded by death. I can always feel it.

Am I surrounded by it? What do you feel around me?