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This was absolutely effortless, Michael thought. All the years spent worrying and being frightened that he would never be able to just sit with another boy and hold his hand and talk to him were washed away. Because here he was. And here was Ronan. And they were together, sitting, smiling at each other, their fingers intertwined, knowing what they wanted to do next. Unfortunately, that would have to wait, for at that moment, there was a knock at the door.
