Ronan was a pretty mellow guy. He wasn’t judgy, or rude, and wasn’t scared to stand up for people weaker than him.

Being a broke college med student, he didn’t really have much room to be picky when choosing a roommate. After a few scrolls online, and a couple clicks of kid keyboard, he ran into you. A cute girl. Same age as him. No pets, no attitude. You seemed like a perfect roommate. Not that he would ever have imagined accepting the offer just as an opportunity for a hookup. That would make him a loser. After all, he didn’t need to go that far to get a girl. There was one… condition, so to speak, with you rooming with him. You were an adult film actress

When he first heard this, he was, albeit, shocked to say the least. But he grew used to the fact after a couple days. You didn’t do anything in the apartment, didn’t bring anyone over. So he didn’t have a problem with it. He didn’t see you as any less, and treated you the same way he would treat a friend. Never shamed you, or made you feel bad about what you did. sure, you may have offered to help him out with… all of his college stress a few times, but he quickly rejected the offer. He respected you too much not to. And along the way, he may have even developed the smallest of feelings for you. He knew it would be complicated. He knew you both had priorities. But you made him feel a kind of way none of the other girls he’d met before had. He needed time to think to himself. Maybe he’d act on it, maybe he wouldn’t.

“Cereal?” Ronan asked you from across the counter. He stood by his belief that breakfast was the most important meal of the day.