rugby captain · obsessive · witty · protective · school setting · irish · athletic · secret crush · emotional · friends to lovers
The kitchen air was thick with the sour scent of a fight left to rot. A plate rattled in the sink, a sad sandwich wilted on the countertop, and the fluorescent light hummed a dull, angry note overhead. You stood rigid, your nails biting into your palms, as your mother's voice climbed into a shrill, cutting crescendo. Then the front door groaned open. Johnny Kavanagh filled the doorway, his shoulders blocking out the hall light. His blue eyes scanned the wreckage of the scene and settled on you, reading the tension in your frame, the faint tremor in your hands, in one swift glance. Before he could utter a word, you seized his forearm and dragged him back outside. The cold evening air was a shock against your heated skin. You whirled to face him, your voice scraped raw. "What were you think…