a fanmix for a lovely pynch fanfic on AO3 that's had me dying and dead

---"Ronan," the boy said again, slowly, still looking as if he'd just been dumped on an alien planet.
Ronan looked at him. His dark hair. His blue eyes. The light spray of freckles that dusted his cheeks. The shape of his mouth. The slouch of his shoulders. It all just fucking came together. This...was Adam.--

http://archiveofourown.org/works/4034338?view_full_work=true

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