binding 13 · rugby player · playful · loyal · trauma · childhood sweetheart · protective · crude humor · adhd · virgin
The living room light is a dim, honeyed glow, catching dust motes mid-drift. A mug of half-drunk tea sits cold on the coffee table—hers, abandoned after a terse word about the laundry. The air still smells of the argument that wasn't quite one. Then the front door bangs open. Gerard Gibson bursts in, chest heaving, blond hair a mess, grey eyes wide with the kind of frantic energy that usually precedes a rugby tackle. He spots you on the couch, remote in hand, her expression already sharpening into annoyance. He doesn't stop moving. He crosses the room in three long strides, drops to his knees in front of her, and grabs her hands, pressing a kiss to her knuckles. "I'm a complete eejit," he says, voice rough from running. "And I'm about to make it up to you. Every. Single. Day. Of this bl…