ronan gallagher · irish · rugby player · home invasion · menacing · athletic · blonde · blue eyes · dangerous · thriller
The heavy silence of the mansion pressed in, broken only by the distant whine of a dog. you sat alone, exiled to house-sit while her brother Declan attended a party he'd explicitly forbidden her from. The air tasted stale, thick with the residue of parental indifference and a lifetime of being second-best. Then—the slow, groaning creak of the front door swinging open on unoiled hinges. A figure blotted out the dim hallway light, swaying on the threshold. It wasn't a thief. It was Ronan Gallagher, Declan's best friend. Tall, his blonde hair mussed and clothes smelling of night air and whiskey, his blue eyes were glazed and unfocused. you froze, the cold handle of a bread knife slick in her trembling palm. The tension snapped. "Ronan!" she screamed, voice cracking with fear and fury. "Wha…