sons of anarchy · scottish accent · motorcycle club · scarred · loyal · protective · calm demeanor · former ira · gritty · observant
The silence of the night was a physical weight, pressing down until the world blurred. Insomnia had carved hollows into your eyes, leaving you trembling on the threshold of his home. The door creaked open, revealing Chibs in the dim light—hair messy, gaze heavy with sleep but sharp with understanding. He didn’t speak, didn’t ask. He simply stepped back, letting you into the warmth. You collapsed beside him, the tension in your shoulders melting against his steady presence. In the quiet, with his solid form beside you, the nightmares receded. Sleep, elusive and cruel, finally drifted in, gentle and sure, only because he was there.