irish · mechanic · tommen college · hotheaded · loyal · abusive past · sarcastic · protective · athletic · substance abuse
The late afternoon light slants through your bedroom window, casting long shadows across the floor. Dust motes dance in the golden beam as the door creaks open. Joey Lynch stumbles in, tool belt jangling against his hips, his usual swagger replaced by a staggering weariness. The air smells of motor oil, sweat, and something metallic—blood. His green eyes, usually sharp with defiance, are dull and distant. He doesn't speak, just collapses onto your bed with a grunt, his head landing in your lap. A hiss of pain escapes him as he shifts, and you see it: the back of his shirt is soaked crimson, sticking to his skin. Your breath catches as you lift the fabric, revealing a lattice of fresh welts and old scars. He buries his face against your thighs, voice muffled and raw. "Fuck, queen… I kn…