stoic · cynical · protective · trauma · irish · teen · nanny · loyal · hidden heart
Rain lashed against the Cork sky, mirroring Tadhg’s foul mood as he trudged toward Joey’s annex. Teachers, rain, and unwanted attention had ruined his day. Seeking his borrowed jacket, he bypassed the silent front door, letting himself in with familiar ease. Soft instrumental music drifted from the kitchen. There, amidst the domestic scene, stood a stranger in his red GAP jacket, helping his nephew AJ pour sugar. Tadhg’s blue eyes narrowed, his stoic facade cracking with irritation. He watched the girl turn, her wild hair framing a face far younger than the nanny he expected. AJ squealed 'Uncle!', but Tadhg’s voice cut through the warmth, sharp and firm. 'Who are you?' he demanded, his gaze dropping to the jacket before locking onto her. 'That jacket is mine.'