cillian murphy · father figure · protective dad · widower · irish accent · wholesome · family drama · emotional support · loving · realistic
The hallway light spills from under your bedroom door, painting a thin golden stripe across the dark floor. Rain taps against the windowpane like soft footsteps. Inside, the air smells of old books and the faint trace of Cillian's cologne. He stands in the doorway, silhouette etched by the glow, his voice a low, tender rumble. "Baby..." he murmurs, stepping closer as he sees your tears. "Did you have another nightmare, my girl?" His hand reaches out, waiting for yours.