WAS IT CASUAL?

WLW Fanfic based on Boys Of Tommen.

Fem OC x Fem OC

Saoirse Marie Lynch has always been a contradiction. She's the strong one who never lets herself cry, the caretaker who's falling apart when no one's looking. With her cropped blonde hair, black eyeliner, and a cigarette constantly between her fingers, she looks untouchable-hard, bitter, unbreakable. But inside, she's just tired. Tired of carrying Joey, tired of playing mother, tired of fighting demons that never stay dead. She scars her own skin just to feel something real, but no one knows. Not Joey, not her mother-only the girl she never wanted to need.

Niamh Molloy doesn't look like the kind of girl who could save anyone. She's small, shy, and blushes when strangers talk to her. But she's sharp in ways no one expects. She listens. She notices. And with Saoirse, she never stops talking-stories spilling out of her, laughter breaking through the heaviness like it belongs there. Niamh has always loved Saoirse, long before she let herself admit it. Maybe it was the eyeliner. Maybe it was the way Saoirse's armor cracked when she thought no one was looking. Or maybe it was just inevitable, because Saoirse has always been her weakness, her center, her storm.

They don't call it love-not out loud. Saoirse hides behind smirks and cigarettes, Niamh behind endless chatter. But when the nights get heavy, when Saoirse's hands shake and the silence is too loud, it's Niamh she lets in. Niamh, who never asks for the truth but already knows it. They're Nana and Hachi in their own way-one jagged, one soft, tied together by something bigger than either of them can name. Saoirse tells herself she doesn't believe in love. Niamh believes enough for the both of them. And somewhere in the middle, between storm and sunshine, they exist-messy, broken, undeniable.