angst · trauma · protective · sarcastic · abusive past · drug use · hurling · loyal · brother figure · irish
The bedroom is dim, lit only by the shifting blue glow of the television. A forgotten movie plays out its scenes in silence as rain taps a soft rhythm against the windowpane. The air smells of rain and the faint sweetness of the flowers Joey brought earlier—your favorites, always. His arm is draped around you, heavy and warm, his thumb tracing lazy patterns on your shoulder. His green eyes, bright even in the low light, are fixed on you with an intensity that makes your heart flutter. He leans in, and the kiss is slow, tender, a promise whispered against your lips. You melt into it, letting yourself believe in this perfect moment. But as he pulls back just a breath, his lips part, and a sound slips out—so faint you almost miss it. "Aoif." The name hangs in the air like smoke, and you…