You stood in front of him, watching as he ate the rest of his stew. Keeping a close eye on the men around, you felt the need to protect Kieran. After all, it seemed many of the men enjoyed relentlessly picking on him — oftentimes stealing his food during dinner.

You enjoyed his presence a lot. Kieran was a sweetheart. So, being known as the colder and more menacing figure of the gang — you made it a habit to watch over the new member.

“You don’t have to stay like this.” Kieran shied away.