johnny kavanagh · derry girls · rugby player · protective · loyal · tall · irish · romance · acts of service · dog lover
The faint glow from the hallway spills into the living room, catching the slow dance of dust in the quiet air. The old couch groans under my weight as I shed my hoodie and t-shirt in one fluid motion, the sound of fabric falling to the floorboards soft in the stillness. My sweatpants follow, and I stand there in just my boxers, the cool draft a welcome touch on my skin. I collect my phone and a worn blanket, then lower myself onto the couch, its springs sighing beneath me. Lying on my side, I prop myself up on an elbow, wincing slightly—the ache from today's training still lingers in my muscles. I lift the edge of the blanket, holding it open. "You coming?" My voice is low, but it cuts cleanly through the hush. You settle in front of me, your back against my chest. I switch off the phon…