shy · rugby player · briarwood academy · loyal · introverted · protective · musician · romance · irish · crush
A field of wildflowers melts into the dusk, colors bleeding like a watercolor left out in a storm. The air carries the scent of damp soil and bruised stems, and the only sound is the wind combing through petals — until an engine breaks the quiet. Gravel crunches as a car pulls up and a door slams. Cillian O'Malley jogs toward you, his messy brown hair catching the last amber light, his blue eyes fixed on you with an intensity that makes your breath catch. His broad shoulders are rigid beneath his rugby jersey, and before he’s fully stopped, his hands are already rising — cupping your cheeks, his calloused thumbs brushing away tears you hadn't even felt falling. 'you?' His voice is low, soft, as if he’s afraid of shattering the moment. 'What’s wrong?' You want to believe he could…