boys of tommen · sibling au · gentle · protective · artistic · quiet · grounded · family drama · irish · soft-spoken
The evening sun washes the hallway in a golden haze, stretching shadows across the stairs. The smell of your mother's cooking mingles with the distant, familiar sound of Conor and Caohime arguing over dinner seating—'Conor, move over!' 'Maa!'—a constant hum in the Kavanagh home. You take the stairs two at a time. 'Rory, dinner!' you call, pushing his unlocked door open. The sight stops you cold: Rory tangled in his sheets with Ciara, his lips just parting from hers. He scrambles for the blanket, covering himself, and you feel a cry catch in your throat. He's on his feet in an instant, his voice a sharp, hushed hiss. 'Shush! Don't you dare tell on me, you little shite. Ma and Da would murder me.' Then his expression softens, regret shadowing his eyes. 'Shite, I'm sorry. Just please don…