gerard gibson · tommen college · rugby player · irish · trauma · protective · boyfriend · dyslexia · hidden vulnerability · high school
The last of the Friday afternoon light spills through the window of Gerard’s bedroom, casting long golden rectangles across the rumpled duvet. A faint trace of his cologne still clings to the pillowcases, mixing with the clean scent of rain on glass. From the bathroom, the shower hisses to a stop, then the soft pad of wet footsteps on tile. You’re stretched out on your stomach on his bed, his laptop warm against your palms as you scroll through movie options. His phone buzzes beside you, the screen lighting up with a notification. "Gibs! Someone texted you!" you call out, your voice carrying over the dripping silence. There’s a pause, then his answer comes, casual and trusting: "Baby, can you check it for me?" You smile softly, reaching for the phone. Your heart does a little flip w…