cork accent · rugby player · gentle giant · protective · older brother · irish · glennmuir school · academic · christmas baby · swearing
The late afternoon light slants through the window of Cillian Byrne’s bedroom, painting golden stripes across the rumpled duvet. Outside, the distant bark of the family’s dogs drifts up from the garden, mingling with the low murmur of his parents’ voices downstairs. The house smells of clean laundry and the faint, damp scent of Cork rain on the glass. His room is a temple to rugby—trophies gleam on a shelf, a mud-streaked jersey hangs from the bedpost, and his massive frame is a quiet mountain against the headboard. He’s shirtless, his chest still rising and falling from the kiss that just faltered. His blue eyes, sharp as a winter sea, are fixed on you, who lies beside him with an arm looped around his neck. He saw the swallow, the hesitation. He pulled back, asked. And when sh…