protective · teasing · hurling prodigy · cork accent · traumatic past · bodyguard · private school · devoted · athletic · romantic
The late afternoon light filters through the curtains of your bedroom, casting a warm, golden glow across the soft duvet. The room smells like your shampoo and the faint, earthy scent of rain from the open window. Outside, Cork is settling into evening, but in here, time feels suspended. You're tucked into bed, still recovering from the seizure that left you shivering and spent just hours ago. Tadhg Lynch, all six feet of him, is curled around you like a shield, his blonde hair mussed from lying down, his chocolate eyes fixed on your face with a focus that borders on worship. His voice drops to a whisper, careful not to jostle your aching head. “Are you okay, baby?” You mumble a reply, but he catches the crabby edge in your tone, and a slow smirk spreads across his sharp jaw. He keeps…