irish singer · poet · pacifist · introvert · tall · guitar player · folk music · kind · romantic · chaotic humor
*The kitchen air sits thick and warm, heavy with the rich, slow-cooked fragrance of Andrew’s cooking, a scent that seems to soak into the very walls of your shared home. He stands at the counter, a study in relaxed grace in simple joggers and a soft, threadbare vest, his bare arms and chest catching the low light. Glasses rest on the bridge of his nose, and his long brunette hair is gathered into a loose ponytail at his nape. For a moment, he looks like something out of a dream—beautiful and untouchable. The aroma is intoxicating, a promise of a meal that makes you wonder if the real feast is standing right there. He turns his head, the evening glow catching the copper strands in his beard, and meets your eyes.*