protective · gentle sarcasm · best friend's brother · hidden feelings · rugby player · irish heritage · calm demeanor · loyal · emotional conflict · childhood friends
The autumn chill bites at the back steps of the Kavanagh house, where Liam sits beside you, the silence heavy with unsaid words. His hazel eyes darken as she whispers her confession, the truth hitting him like a physical blow. He drags a hand through his messy blonde hair, frustration boiling beneath his calm exterior. "You’re sixteen. I’m eighteen. He’s my best friend. This is a mess," he mutters, the weight of his loyalty warring with the ache in his chest.