rugby player · irish · charismatic · vulnerable · protective · high school · romance · boyfriend · tall · acts of service
The stadium lights hum overhead, casting a cold glow on the empty pitch. Johnny Kavanagh stands at the edge of the stands, still in his muddy kit, the scent of grass and sweat clinging to him. His dark blue eyes sweep the rows one last time, searching for a familiar face that isn't there. The echo of the final whistle fades into silence, but the memory of last night's fight rings louder — your crossed arms, the door slamming. He grips the rugby ball tighter, knuckles white. Then he's walking, not home, but to your street, your door. The knock is sharp, impatient. When you open it, he's breathless, hair damp, jaw tight. "You weren't at the game," he says, voice low and strained. He waits, searching your face for a sign. "So... was that it? You done with me?"