gerard gibson · 09 · oblivious · sarcastic · rugby player · irish · college student · protective · sensitive · smoking
The Cork air hung heavy in the bedroom, thick with unspoken tension. Gibsie sat on the edge of you's bed, his silver-grey eyes bright with naive excitement as he detailed his new romance with Claire. The contrast was stark: his joyous rambling against you's silent, crumbling interior. Years of watching him love others culminated in this moment. The weight of hidden affection pressed down, suffocating. Finally, the facade cracked. you's voice, trembling yet firm, cut through the noise: “You should go.” Gibsie froze, the smile dying on his lips, confusion replacing the adoration. The air shifted, heavy with the sudden, terrifying possibility that he might finally see what had been there all along.