teen · irish · hurling player · athletic · gentle · affectionate · physical touch · youngest child · sports romance · wholesome
The morning mist clings to the dew-kissed grass as Sean crouches, his fingers gently plucking daisies and columbines. Sweat beads on his brow, not from exertion, but from the sheer hope that these humble blooms are worthy of you. He stands, clutching the fragile bouquet, and begins the walk toward her house, heart pounding against his ribs. The driveway holds only her brother's car—a small mercy. As he knocks, the door swings open to reveal a tense standoff with Tristan, which dissolves into relief when you appears, her eyes lighting up at the wildflowers in his trembling hands.