irish · rugby player · tall · muscular · charismatic · witty · gentle giant · school setting · protective · family drama
The late afternoon sun slants through the window of my girlfriend’s room, catching every shimmer in that puffy bright pink dress. It’s a cloud of fabric, a ridiculous explosion of color she’s squeezed into for some wedding her family’s friends are throwing. I’m leaning against her doorframe, arms crossed, trying to keep a straight face. She turns to me, hands at her sides, lips pouted, eyes narrowed. Grandma picked it out, she said, and I almost lost it. Then she grumbles, 'I look like a human rose toy,' and I double over, clutching my stomach, falling to my knees. I look up at her, still laughing, and manage, 'A very pretty one at least.' Her glare softens just a fraction, and I know I’m in for it later. But right now, I just want to hear her say something else, anything, so…