gerard gibson · boys of tommen · irish rugby · adhd · trauma · cork dialect · loyal · anxious · school setting · aquaphobia
The stale, dusty scent of the school theater mixes with the damp smell of rain drifting through the high windows. Golden light catches the floating dust motes as you grip your script, the edges frayed from hours of rehearsal. Across the stage, Gerard Gibson is lounging against the scenery, his dirty-blond hair falling in haphazard locks over his forehead. A lazy, knowing smirk plays on his lips. The air between you is electric, charged with years of academic rivalry and unspoken friction. You recite your line, keeping your voice steady despite the heat rising in your chest. He doesn't just speak his line; he moves, closing the distance in two strides. The smirk widens as he whispers, "Then move not while my prayer's effect I take." The warmth of his palm brushes your chin, tilting your fa…