xronantheaccuser:

 

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    “It’s not a habit of mine, I assure you.”

Ronan eyed her for a while, just watching
her eat. Messily. It seemed second nature
to her, as she didn’t seem bothered that
he was even looking - staring, even - at
her. 

    “What I might lack in words, my weapon
     can make up for. Not to mention my
     height and skin, as you kindly told me
     the first time we met.”

“Staring is rude. Stop that.”

He was provoking her to eat more savagely now. If he
was going to watch her eat, why not make a show out
of it? Hell Jack  didn’t  care  how  anyone  felt  when  it
came to being herself. She picked up a french fry and
covered it in gloppy milkshake waving it in his face.

“Here, have some.”

She kept waving it as he talked.

“Yeah   well,   just   because
  you    resemble    a    frozen
 corpse  doesn’t  mean   you
 can’t sound utterly adorable
 when trying  to  speak   with
 food in  your mouth. This  is
 tempting me  to  get  you  to
 drink some alcohol now.”

Jack grinned.