PSL/Meme Continuation

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for PSLs and meme continuation/overflow

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[declanisms]

[He can hear the irritation in his voice as much as the soft power that masquerades as politeness. At one point it had been almost horrifying how easily he reacted to it. How it only really took that smile and that thrum to his voice to get him to back off, even when he was frayed and his temper was running hot and he was just tired of carrying so much on his shoulders. Having it thrown in his face that Ronan couldn't be bothered to keep up with even the most basic task of don't fucking get kicked out of school rarely improved his mood.

And yet still, Gansey could typically tug him back from the edge. And that was before they'd been dating.

He knows that even in these conversations, where they allow themselves to be harder with each other than they would be in person, there are still lines to them. He knows that if he tries to push against that that will be all, wont it? Gansey will have him dutifully ending the conversation without really being able to explain it aside from the edge to his voice.

Declan hates ending conversations on a tense note. It never seems to sit as poorly with Gansey, but maybe that's because he has his friends and his quest to distract him. Declan will stew in it until the next time they see each other, until Gansey can kiss the tension from his lips.]

Gansey. [His tone shifts to something only slightly soft and yet infinitely sweeter, and he lets it hang on the air for a moment, letting himself be Gansey's boyfriend and giving them both the space to acknowledge it. Just trying to breathe his intention and hope it starts to unravel the lines they drew. The careful way that he uses Gansey is like a code; only ever when he's being sweet with him. And so this is him letting himself be mollified by Gansey's defense, by his assurance that he'll talk to Ronan about it. Letting it go as best he can in hopes of at least a few minutes where they can be something else.]

You know, there'd be something almost alluring when you get like this, if only you weren't angry with me.

[It's flirty and just a little bit teasing, his words smooth, dropping a little bit lower in a way that's openly suggestive. It's also one of the rare moments in his life when he means every word he says.]

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[Declan's teasing for a moment provokes more irritation, but it's short lived. Not unwarranted, Gansey thinks. He has a right to be irritated, doesn't he? Irritated that once again he's caught in the middle of something so volatile that he can't help but place himself there, if only to keep everyone from ripping out each other's throats.

[But it is short-lived, because the soft "Gansey" preceding it is disarming. The use of his preferred name may as well be a secret codeword between the two of them. Declan isn't angry at Gansey - not really. He's angry at Ronan, and Gansey knows that deep down. But it's still frustrating. Just not frustrating enough to keep a quick laugh that from escaping him. He'd almost like for it to sound like a scoff, but it isn't. He bites his lip again, shakes his head silently on the other end of the receiver. Then he glances around just to make sure that he's still alone, pacing around tiny Henrietta in an empty Monmouth.]

You must think you're very smooth. [Teasing in it's own right. There's a smile behind his voice, not half as biting as it was before.] I never said I was angry with you.