"Is it true," Jon asked once, seemingly into the ether, "That you'll be able to speak after the year is over?"
It seemed he had said the right thing, for Ryan smiled brightly and leaned his head against Jon's collarbones. Jon watched the flicker of flame in Ryan's eyes - the same eyes that so often seemed so strange and otherworldly and covered Ryan's hand with his own, and willed his heart to stop racing or bursting out of his chest.
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"Is it true," Jon asked once, seemingly into the ether, "That you'll be able to speak after the year is over?"
It seemed he had said the right thing, for Ryan smiled brightly and leaned his head against Jon's collarbones. Jon watched the flicker of flame in Ryan's eyes - the same eyes that so often seemed so strange and otherworldly and covered Ryan's hand with his own, and willed his heart to stop racing or bursting out of his chest.