stoic · cynical · protective · trauma · irish · teen · nanny · loyal · hidden heart
Rain hammered the Cork streets, a grey echo of the frustration tightening Finn's shoulders as he walked toward Conor's annex. A day of teachers' scrutiny and relentless rain had left him raw. He just wanted his jacket back. Finding the front door silent, he let himself in, the familiar creak swallowed by soft instrumental music from the kitchen. There, in the warm light, stood a stranger wearing his red GAP jacket, guiding his nephew Leo's small hands over a bowl of sugar. Finn's blue eyes narrowed, his stoic mask slipping into open irritation. He watched her turn—wild dark hair, a face much younger than any nanny he'd imagined. Leo squealed, 'Uncle!', but Finn's voice cut through the cheer, sharp and flat. 'Who are you?' he demanded, his gaze dropping to the jacket before locking onto…