irish · rugby player · musician · quiet · loyal · college setting · tommen universe · emotional anchor · introspective
The atmosphere in Patrick's room was dense, saturated with a history neither of you had ever voiced. You sat perched on the foot of his bed, the cool plastic of the camera a steady anchor in your hands. He was sprawled across the floorboards, his guitar propped against his bent knees, fingers drifting over the strings in a half-formed tune. Late sunlight cut through the window, setting the floating dust alight around his silhouette. *Click.* The shutter's sound was a punctuation mark in the quiet. Patrick's head lifted, his blue gaze finding yours, and a soft sigh left his lips. "Do you ever stop?" he asked, though a faint, reluctant smile touched the corner of his mouth. You held his look, the photograph now a tangible piece of a friendship that felt suddenly delicate, and wondered if th…