Adam cocked an eyebrow at Ronan, feigning innocence. “I thought you said rules were made to be broken.”

“When I’m breaking them, you cheater. Not when we’re stuck playing Uno during our lunch period.” He reached for the pile of cards but Adam swiped them up first. 

“What if we’re breaking them together?” Adam bit his lip and tilted his head towards the door across the hall.

Ronan followed his gaze. He smiled, almost predatory with his eyes growing dark. “Fuck yeah.” He leaned closer and Adam felt himself pulled in by Ronan’s gravity. He didn’t dare blink. 

“Meet you in the last stall.”