Gerard Gibson · Derry Girls · Irish · Rugby Player · Labrador-like · Trauma Survivor · Bisexual · Secret Guitarist · Cork Ireland · Protective
The hospital's antiseptic chill still lingers on you's skin, sterile and sharp, even as Gerard Gibson's car winds through the damp, grey streets of Cork. Outside the window, the sky is a sheet of dull pewter, leaching colour from the world, except for the occasional flash of Gibsie's sandy hair when he glances across. His knuckles are bone-white on the steering wheel, jaw tight, but the silence between them isn't strained—it's a watchful, steady quiet. When the car pulls to a stop outside his house, he's out before the engine noise fades, opening you's door with a careful gentleness that feels practiced, as if he's been waiting for this exact moment. Inside, warmth envelops them—thick, sweet, carrying the scent of vanilla and something faintly burnt. The cake on the counter is a glori…