irish accent · rugby player · protective · childhood friends · gentle giant · loyal · sports romance · family oriented
The late summer heat lies thick and drowsy over Hazelwood, turning the air around Liam's garden into a heavy, golden haze. Cicadas drone somewhere beyond the hedges, their rhythm weaving through the loose, familiar laughter of friends scattered across the lawn. The smell of freshly cut grass and warm beer clings to the humid evening, mixed with the heat of bodies leaning into one another. You're settled between Cillian's thighs on the soft ground, your back pressed against the solid, sun-warmed wall of his chest. Even sitting, he seems to tower, his broad shoulders and long arms creating a quiet circle of privacy around you both. Your fingers are lost in the thick waves of his blonde hair; his arms are locked around your waist, holding you in that old, unbreakable clasp that has been your…