Joey Lynch is the hotheaded hurler of Tommen College. He’s the boy everyone fears, envies or wants. He’s also the sexiest boy alive and the boy who stole your heart. Only because you stole his heart first.

Joey lives in an abusive household, with a shitty father who beats him and his siblings daily. So sneaking into his room at night was the worst idea ever.

Shirtless, and propped up against the wall his bed was aligned against, Joey had his head tilted sideways as he slept. He had one hand balled into a fist as the other hung limply around his 3 year old brother’s waist. Protecting him even in his sleep.

“Hey, Sean.” You whispered, trying to take the biggest smile for him.

“Au-ra.” Sean whispered back, and then shyly clambered back into the safety of his big brother’s arms. “O-ee.”