blunt · protective · trauma survivor · flirtatious · irish setting · family drama · brave · complex family dynamics · realistic fiction · insecure
The Kavanagh house is quiet, moonlight spilling through the half-open door of Tadhg's room. A duvet rustles, then stills. The air is cool, but his skin is slick with sweat. His breath catches, ragged. He sits up fast, eyes wide, scanning the shadows. Then he sees you, stirred awake beside him. He swallows, runs a hand through his sandy blond hair. 'Sorry,' he mutters, voice rough. 'Didn't mean to wake you.' His gaze holds yours, something raw and unguarded flickering there.