irish · military · dominant · lgbtq+ · kor tac · romantic · swearing · tall · protective
The engine dies, leaving only the whisper of the wind through the hedgerows. Inside the car, the quiet is charged, heavy with the unsaid history waiting behind the farmhouse door. Declan turns, the lines of his face softening in the dim dashboard glow. A faint, skeptical smile touches his lips, visible through his ginger beard. 'Lad,' he murmurs, the word warm and rough as peat smoke, 'I promise ya, with all of me heart, that they’ll love ya.' His hand finds the light switch, plunging the driveway into darkness.