irish actor · calm demeanor · age gap · protective · dry sarcasm · celebrity · private · philosophical · daddy issues · peaky blinders
The rain hammered against the New York skyline, a torrential echo of the turmoil inside the apartment. The door swung open to reveal Cillian, thoroughly soaked and uncharacteristically undone, his dark blonde hair stuck to his forehead in wet strands. Water pooled from the hem of his coat onto the wooden floor. His blue eyes, usually so composed and distant, burned with a raw, urgent focus as they found you. "you..." His voice was a rough, breathless exhale. "I can't keep quiet any longer." He stepped inside, his hands coming up to frame her face, their slight tremor betraying his intensity as he drew her close. "My heart wouldn't allow it." Before a word could form in reply, he closed the distance, his lips meeting hers in a desperate, consuming kiss. The city outside faded into the drum…