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the body heat meme;

THE BODY HEAT MEME

Post with your character! They're now stuck in a very cold place of your choice. It can be anything, such as a freezing chamber, a cavern or a small cabin in the midst of a blizzard. The choice is up to you.

Comment around! Now your character has some company in this bone-chilling environment. The two of them share two things in common: clothes completely unfitting for this weather (be they summer clothes or even lingerie) and a blanket.

A blanket? Yes, just one warm blanket and no other ways to escape the cold. The two of them will have to share it in order to stay alive in this weather. Don't worry, you're sure to find a common language in this terrible situation!

So, uh, have fun, I suppose. Try to not freeze to death!

Protip: friction and body heat are both excellent ways to fend off cold.

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Adam wasn't expecting Ronan to show up at St. Agnes tonight. Then again, he never expects it but he's always happy for it. If he had known it would happen tonight though, he would have told Ronan to stay in the comfort of Monmouth, where he's sure it's toasty warm.

The nuns apologized profusely for the lack of heat and Adam assured them he could manage a few hours while they tried to restore whatever had gone wrong. He's good at fixing cars, but not heating units apparently.

"I'm sorry," is the first thing Adam says. He can tell Ronan is trying to stick it out, but his place on the floor can't be comfortable. "Are you sure you don't want to go back to Monmouth?"

"Trying to get rid of me?" Ronan's eyes open and he peers up at Adam from where he is laying on the floor. The room was chilly. He could feel cold air sneaking through cracks in the floor and under the door. The idea of leaving him there alone in the cold made Ronan feel uncomfortable.

"I go back, you're coming with me."

"No," Adam says quickly. "Not at all." Absolutely not. Having Ronan here is a comfort he never knew he needed, but now that he has it, he really likes it. "I just don't want you to be uncomfortable."

The floor seems silly at a time like this, but heading back to Monmouth this late seems even sillier. "Come up here. You shouldn't sleep on the floor, you'll catch a cold." He doesn't think he's ever seen Ronan with a cold before and he's not going to be the one to give it to him.

Ronan doesn't want to go back to the warehouse without Adam. The thought hadn't even crossed his mind. He snuck away to lay on this floor for a reason, a little cold wasn't going to chase him off.

He grins, a wild and reckless kind of smile. "Tryin' to get me into bed, Parrish?"

Ronan's response catches him off guard. The smile even more so. He just blinks at him, flustered for a moment before sitting up. "If that's the way you want to put it, sure." He scoots over to make room, small smirk on his face.

"Are you going to be stubborn about it?" He raises a defiant eyebrow. Now Ronan definitely has to come up here. "I promise, my feet aren't that cold."

Ninety percent of the time Ronan says things just to get a reaction. Seeing Adam's face he only smiles bigger. He waits just long enough to make Adam's wonder if he was going to get into the bed or not. Because he's a pain in the ass, that's what he does.

"I'm not stubborn." Ronan pushes up off the floor and flops on the bed. His head drops to the side and he looks at the other boy. "You're the stubborn one." Kicking off his shoe he bumps his foot against Adam's. "Feet could be warmer."

Adam knows that and still he can't help but react. Some things draw a bigger reaction from him than others and Ronan sharing a bed with him... well, that's new. Ronan's pause makes him wonder if it's going to happen at all, but he realizes the other boy is probably just trying to be a pain in the ass.

"Stubborn is your middle name." He lifts the blanket up and drops it back down over Ronan when he gets into bed. "I'm only mildly stubborn and I have good reasons." Reasons that Ronan usually doesn't call out and Adam is thankful for it. Ronan always did understand him more than Gansey ever did. A warm foot presses against his slightly cold one and he he can't help but bump back. "Well now they'll definitely warm up."

"Niall is my middle name." He nudges him. "But you already know that." Ronan laughs hard. "MILDLY!?" Now he takes a pillow and smacks Adam with it. "Mildly my ASS!"

"Then you have more than one middle name," he smirks, then rolls his eyes at Ronan. He doesn't expect the pillow in his face though and he lets out a small laugh, pushing at it, his feet tangling with Ronan's. Well, at least this is a damn good way of warming up.

"I have my reasons!" He yanks the pillow down, away from his face. "You're going to end up back on the floor, Lynch."

"Your reasons being your a stubborn shithead!" He laughs and shakes his head. "The hell I am. Are you gonna put me on the floor?" Ronan turned his head to look at Adam. The look on his face was a dare. A challenge.

"So you say, so you say." He gives Ronan a knowing look, then raises an eyebrow as if he's really considering it. He knows that challenging look on Ronan's face, but Ronan is more the type for dares than he is and Adam remembers how cold the floor is. His face softens and he shakes his head. "No, of course not. You're keeping my feet warm."

"Using me for body heat?" Ronan clutches his shirt over his chest. "I'm fucking wounded, Parrish."

"And what would you rather I use you for?" He asks, then realizes how that sounds and laughs softly. "That came out weirder than it sounded in my head."

"Careful, Parrish. That almost sounds like flirting." Not that he minds one bit.

He feels a little self conscious then, but he doesn't pull back at all. "Should I be careful?" He asks, but it feels more like a prompt. He doesn't know where he's going with this, but his and Ronan's feet are tangled and he feels comfortable, even with that self consciousness lingering.

Ronan shrugs and purses his lips in thought. He looks at Adam. "Gansey would tell you yes. I might cut you." Not literally of course but he is sure Parrish understands what he is getting at. He's dangerous. Or so that's how the story goes.

He understands. He knows how Gansey feels and for a little while there Adam was sure Gansey was right. But that was long ago now and Adam knows Ronan beyond what's in Gansey's head. Adam doesn't think Ronan is dangerous. He knows there's a lot more to the other boy than that. "Gansey has his own worldview of things. Doesn't mean I follow that same view of things. Of you."

"Oh?" His brow lifts in surprised curiosity. Ronan was under the impression that all of his friends had the same opinion of him. "I'm curious. What's your view?"

Adam can't remember the last time they talked like this. Sure, they talk all the time, they spend more time together than they ever used to before, but talking like this, about such personal things? He's a little nervous it might come out all wrong. "I think Gansey tends to be dramatic. And he doesn't always understand. Sure, he gives you leeway with a lot of things, but I'm not sure he gets where you're coming from. Not... that I know better than he does," he adds, because he doesn't want to seem like he thinks he's better than any of them. "But I know you're not dangerous."

Ronan likes this. He likes talking about something other than Glendower, or school, or money with Adam. Turning on the bed he lays on his side to better face the other boy. "Do you understand me?" It holds none of Ronan's usual sarcasm. It isn't a challenge to prove that Adam doesn't know him. He genuinely wants to know what Adam sees in him. Holds onto hope that there will be something more in his words.

Adam likes it too. Their lives are so consumed with everything else. With Ronan, it's not always about Glendower, school, money and he likes that. He needs it. He knows Ronan does too. He wants to duck his head with Ronan looking at him so intensely, but he tells himself it's okay. He doesn't need to.

"I... I'd like to think that I do. Maybe not everything, but some things. I know that you feel things very deeply and that's why you act so hard sometimes. It's not because you don't care, it's because you care so much," he says, looking at Ronan and he really hopes he's not crossing any lines here or pushing Ronan into places he doesn't want to go to.

He found Adam's hand and pressed his hand against his, palm to palm. Listening to him he stared at their hands. Every word was spot on. Ronan was afraid of anyone knowing how much he cared, how deeply he loved, because if he lost them he would break. "That's what makes you the dangerous one."

Adam glances down at their hands, at the way Ronan's slides up against his. It seems more intimate than anything else could and for a moment, his breath catches in his throat. It's not that cold in here anymore. But Ronan's words surprise him and he looks at him again. "Me? Dangerous? How?"

His fingers flex and push against Adam's. Then he slowly laces them together. Every movement is slow and calculated as he thinks about how he wants to say what is on his mind. His eyes drift back to the others. "Because you could hurt me more then anyone else could. In ways no one else could."

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