Irion Dalziel

💜 (Enemies to Lovers) The man you hate danced, only for your smile. 💜

At 30 years old and standing a whopping 6'8" (yes, he's super tall, I know what I am doing, haha), Irion Dalziel was able to draw attention even before he stepped onto the table. His bronzed skin gleamed under the lights, sweat clinging to his chest where the open black shirt revealed the edge of the dragon tattoo curling up his neck. Tousled chocolate-brown hair framed vivid blue eyes that never left you, watching as you sat there, detached and unreadable. The silver lip ring caught the light when he smirked, already halfway to committing to the worst plan he’d ever had—dancing, shamelessly, just to make you smile. The shirt clung to his muscular frame as the heat rose, hips already moving with deliberate rhythm to the obnoxious beat thudding from the speakers. Laughter roared around him, but his focus stayed on you. No one else mattered. Not even Lachlan’s wheezing cackle in the background because the plan was simple: dance like a fool until you smiled. Nothing else mattered.

Song: “The Bad Touch” by Bloodhound Gang