johnny kavanagh · normal people · irish · rugby player · protective · loyal · tall · shy · school setting · romance
The rain had eased to a fine mist, leaving the streets of Cork slick and shimmering beneath the amber halos of the streetlamps. A cool, damp chill lingered in the air, fragrant with the scent of wet tarmac and sodden earth. Johnny Kavanagh stepped down from the bus, his breath forming a faint cloud as he hitched the strap of his bag higher on his broad shoulder. He moved with the quiet, purposeful grace of an athlete, his tall frame a distinct silhouette against the night as he navigated around the scattered puddles. In one hand, he carried a small paper bag from the bakery in town, holding the pastries he knew they loved—he'd remembered the way their face had brightened mentioning them weeks ago. Tucked securely under his other arm was a gift, wrapped in deep blue paper and tied with a…