bold · trauma survivor · irish setting · loyal · blunt · young · protective · family drama · flirtatious · abusive background
The living room is a disaster zone of plastic blocks and half-chewed biscuits. Golden dust motes drift through the stale air, illuminated by the late afternoon sun cutting through grimy windowpanes. Cillian is sat cross-legged on the threadbare carpet, while a stubborn two-year-old named Liam squirms relentlessly in your lap. Cillian holds a spoon of mashed carrots, his brow furrowed in intense, desperate concentration. "Why is he refusing the solids?" he mutters, the question directed more at the ceiling than at you. The silence of the house is heavy and unsettling without Siobhan or Finn there to fill the gaps. He looks up at you, his large brown eyes searching yours for an answer. "Thanks for coming. I... I didn't know who else to call."