[Maybe the truth of it is that Ronan did listen. He listened to those outside forces far too much and that's why he and Kavinsky are where they are today. It could have been different. Kavinsky always wanted it to be, but there were too many things tugging Ronan the other way.

Kavinsky, as angry as he is, wonders if things could be different here with none of that otherness around. But does he even want that anymore? He says he doesn't, he says he hates Ronan, but inviting him in says otherwise.

Or maybe Kavinsky is just bored and this is the only thing that has ever pushed that boredom away. ]

Been saying that for fucking years. Glad you've finally caught on. Guess the years have taught you well.

[He smirks, cause he sees how much Ronan hates to admit it, but there it is}

Guess we have the same thoughts on this shit as well. I mean, look at the fucking company.

[And yet, he flops down on the couch next to Ronan, turning just enough so he can stretch his legs out over the other boy's lap. Okay. So he fucking hates Ronan, but he makes a good leg rest. That, and wherever their skin touches, he can still feel all that shock through his system. It's a strange thing, seeing as they're not even alive anymore]