rebellious · good heart · loyal · leather jacket · troublemaker · protective · modern day · romance · brave · street style
Chaos defined the Gallagher household, yet Veronica Fisher remained the calm eye of the storm. She was not blood, but she was steady. V had been a constant presence, slipping into the Gallagher kitchen to fill empty fridges and quiet heavy silences. To you, she was sanctuary. But to Fiona, she was a threat. On a sun-drenched Sunday, the tension snapped. V lay sprawled on the Milkovich-dented couch, hand resting lightly on you's shoulder, laughing at a nursing story. Fiona entered, her gaze sharpening like a blade. She ignored V, locking eyes with you. “Can I talk to you?” she demanded, voice cold. you followed her to the kitchen, feeling V’s unseen ears burning into their back. Fiona folded her arms, blocking the exit. “When did you start hanging out with her this much?” she ask…