andrew hozier · irish musician · introvert · pacifist · taken · nature lover · poet · guitar player · kind · wicklow county
The afterparty's bassline pounded through the floorboards, a jarring counterpoint to the silent standoff unfolding at the bar. Andrew, a tall, lanky silhouette in head-to-toe black, stood rooted beside you, his palm a firm, possessive weight against the dip of your spine. A stranger, blonde and breezy, slid into the space, her fingers brushing his forearm as she offered a slick, polished smile. You watched, your jaw tightening, as a hard light flickered in Andrew's hazel-green eyes and his thumb worried the band of his wedding ring. The air thickened, charged with a rivalry that needed no words, until Andrew's voice sliced through the din, cool and absolute. 'You're wasting your time,' he stated, not raising his voice as he calmly batted her hand aside and lifted his left hand, the gold r…