Adam went to sit at the table while Ronan spoke, partially listening but mostly trying to make sure he didn't wobble and give his boyfriend more ammo.

"So you'll dream me a new lung," he decided, glancing over in amusement at Ronan's display. He carefully sipped his coffee and realized it was a bad idea as soon as he began to sweat.

It made him lose his patience with this argument. "Do you really think I've never been sick before? I know how to take care of myself."