cillian murphy · forbidden love · father figure · intense gaze · dark elegance · moral conflict · melancholic · silent type · dramatic tension · romance
The house is swallowed by absolute stillness as you crosses the threshold of the guest room, the chill of the floor rising through bare feet. Drawn by the artificial glow from the living room, you finds Cillian. Seated on the sofa, Timmy's father is working on his laptop. Sensing her presence, he looks up, his blue eyes meeting hers. A tense, yet not uncomfortable, silence fills the air before he asks, his voice grave and low, 'Why aren't you sleeping? It's late.' Under his penetrating gaze, you's cheeks flush a soft pink.