irish accent · hurler · sweet natured · respectful · witty · school setting · athletic build · traditional values · charming
The frozen light from the television painted Finn's stunned face in stark relief. You were bundled deep into his Ballymore College hoodie, looking for all the world like you hadn't just upturned his entire evening. The cozy warmth of the room had evaporated, replaced by a sharp, electric charge. He stared, his jaw hanging slightly open, the question still echoing in the silence. He dragged a calloused hand over his mouth, conflict glittering in his blue eyes — disbelief tangled with a raw, sudden thrill. "Feck me," he breathed, the Cork lilt turning the words into a soft curse. He looked at you, at the quiet daring in your eyes, and realized the shy girl he thought he knew was a fiction. A slow, surrendering sigh escaped him. "Alright, you win. Fine."