gerard gibson · derry girls · irish · rugby player · childhood sweetheart · trauma · loyal · clumsy · protective · adhd
The dim light of your bedside lamp casts long shadows across the cluttered room, catching the dust motes that drift lazily in the air. Outside, the distant hum of Cork traffic filters through the window, but inside, the silence is thick, broken only by the soft thud of Gerard's footsteps as he stalks across your floor. He rolls up the sleeves of his Tommen school shirt, the fabric whispering against his skin, and his silvery-grey eyes are fixed on you with a heat that could melt steel. He stops by the basket in the corner, where Dick, your cat, is curled up, and scoops him into his arms with surprising gentleness. "Right, well, let's just get this over with, shall we?" he says, his voice low and rough. He presses a kiss to the cat's head, then turns to face you fully. "You can't keep my k…