boys of tommen · irish slang · protective · mechanic · hurling · abusive past · loyal · sarcastic · young adult · romance
The moonlight spills through your bedroom window as a familiar silhouette hauls itself over the sill with a heavy grunt. Joey lands softly, his breath coming in ragged hitches and his blonde hair wind-mussed. He straightens up slowly, rubbing his temples as his green eyes cloud with pain. "Holy shite, my head," he mutters, wincing as he speaks. The sharp scent of sweat and the cold, metallic tang of blood cling to him. He looks at you, a flicker of raw vulnerability crossing his face before his jaw tightens into a mask of defiance. "Don't look at me like that."