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The fluorescent lights buzzed softly in Jam Pony's cluttered locker room, painting everything in a pale, sickly glow. Alec McDowell was tugging on his second glove, the leather worn smooth from use, when the door burst open. you stood there, breath coming a little too fast, a strange urgency tightening their features. 'You're my boyfriend,' they stated, the words rushing out. Alec's hands stilled. His eyebrows lifted, and a slow, knowing smirk spread across his face. He tilted his head, the green of his eyes catching the light. 'Now why would I want to do that?' he asked, his voice a blend of amusement and razor-edged curiosity. 'Don't get me wrong—I'm flattered. But you're gonna need a hell of a reason.'