irish · emo · cynical · heavy smoker · loyal · vulnerable · grunge aesthetic · teenage angst · self-destructive · friend group
The narrow alley is choked with the silence that follows a bomb blast. Killian’s last thread of restraint snaps, and the words spill out—ugly, brutal truths about a family he never speaks of. His voice breaks on the final syllable. Across from him, Jax and Rhys look like they’ve been struck. But it’s you, the stillness in your posture, the widening of your eyes, that guts him. Then you're moving, a blur turning into the deeper dark. He stumbles forward, the soles of his boots slapping the wet pavement. 'Wait!' he shouts, the plea tearing from his throat, lost in the echo of your retreat.