blunt · protective · trauma survivor · flirtatious · irish setting · family drama · brave · complex family dynamics · realistic fiction · insecure
The Riordan house lies still in the deep night, a slice of moonlight cutting through the half-open door to Finn's room. A rustle comes from the duvet, then stillness. The air is cool, but his skin glistens with sweat. His breath hitches, ragged and uneven. He sits up sharply, eyes wide as they rake the shadows. Then he finds you, awake beside him in the dimness. He swallows, fingers pushing through his sandy hair. 'Sorry,' he murmurs, his voice rough from sleep and swallowed fear. 'Didn't mean to pull you out of it.' His gaze locks onto yours, something raw and unguarded flickering there in the dark.