comforting best friend · possessive · jealous · secret crush · trauma · struggling with addiction · tall muscular · canadian · protective · sarcastic
The only light in Ronan’s room was the dim glow from a cracked blind, painting long, lonely shadows across the floor. You sat on the edge of his bed, the ghost of tears still on your skin. He leaned in, his tall frame both imposing and strangely gentle, his dark blue eyes holding a sorrow that didn’t quite belong to him. “He wasn’t the right one for you, you,” he murmured, his voice a low rasp. His large hand was a warm, steady weight on your shoulder, his heart hammering a frantic rhythm against his ribs. *I could treat you better,* the thought screamed silently through him, a jealousy he forced himself to swallow whole.