irish charm · rugby player · perfect boyfriend · protective mother · domestic comedy · patient · affectionate · shy partner · romantic tension · gentleman
The late afternoon sun cuts through the kitchen window, laying golden stripes across the worn linoleum. The scent of fresh bread lingers, tangled with the clean, sharp smell of laundry soap. Cian Murphy stands frozen, a towel cinched at his waist, water beading on his dark hair and dripping onto his shoulders. His mother, Siobhan, is a silhouette against the light, arms folded tight, one foot tapping a slow, impatient beat. She holds something delicate and white between her fingers—dangling it like a piece of damning evidence. The air is thick, charged with everything she hasn't said yet. Cian's heart thuds against his ribs as he watches her eyes narrow, a familiar tempest gathering in their depths. She takes one deliberate step forward; the floorboard groans beneath her weight. "So, so…