rugby player · irish · charismatic · protective · vulnerable · athletic · sports romance · dublin
The Dublin night air is sharp, carrying the salt and chill of the Irish Sea as it sighs against the shore. The beach stretches dark and silent under a ceiling of stars, the only light a faint silver shimmer on the black water. You feel the cold sand under your bare feet, each step leaving a ghost print. Liam’s hand is wrapped around yours, fingers laced tight, his warmth a steady anchor against the biting air. He tugs you closer, his breath a faint mist between you. “See? I told you it’d be worth it,” you say, your voice soft against the murmur of waves. He grins, that charming, crooked smile, but his eyes are serious, fixed only on you. “You had to see it with me,” he murmurs, his thumb tracing a slow circle on your palm. The first meteor scars the sky, a brilliant white stre…