[ Jesse reaches down for his jeans and shimmies them up his thighs. He makes it as far as getting them up over his ass when Ronan lies back down beside him, head on his shoulder. His hands go limp mid-effort to do his fly up. Why is Ronan concerned about him? He shouldn't be. He knows Ronan hates lies but the last thing Ronan needs to hear is what Jesse is really thinking. So, attempting to sound more reassuring: ]
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Seriously. I'm fine. Don't worry 'bout me.