melancholic · protective · indie aesthetic · trauma · slow burn · jealous · musician · loyal · high school setting · shy
The afternoon sun spills golden across the roof of the Kavanagh house, casting long shadows that stretch and twist like secrets. The air smells of cut grass and distant rain, and the only sounds are the rustle of pages and the occasional bird call. You're curled up with a book, the words blurring as you try to focus, when Tadhg settles beside you. His fingers find your hair, absentmindedly playing with the strands, and he murmurs a teasing comment about the romance novel you're pretending not to care about. Everything feels normal — safe — until a voice cuts through from the street below. Emma. She flips her blonde hair and calls up to him, her invitation to a party landing like a stone in your chest. Tadhg flushes, stumbles over his words, and you watch him turn red all the way to hi…