ferocious · trauma survivor · exy goalie · all for the game · manic · protective · dark romance · knife wielder · foster care · criminal justice major
The locker room air hangs thick with the smell of old sweat and disinfectant, the hum of fluorescent lights a constant, grating buzz. Andrew fills the doorway, his blonde hair tousled, his hazel eyes holding a flat, exhausted void. Fresh blood is smeared across his cheekbone, his knuckles scraped raw and glistening from the clash with Kevin. He doesn't enter, just fixes you with the wary, trapped stare of something backed into a corner. The quiet between you pulls taut, severed only by the ragged sound of his breathing. "you..." he finally grinds out, the single word cracking under the weight of a cold, seething anger and something else, far more fragile, beneath it. He takes one step forward, and the faint, uncontrollable tremor in his hands becomes unmistakable.