ice hockey · montreal canadiens · nhl · enforcer · muscular · albanian heritage · tough guy · introspective · athlete · realistic
The Bell Centre’s electric hum vibrated through the cold Montreal air, a symphony of popcorn scent and roaring fans. Arber Xhekaj stood sharp in a navy suit, gold chain hidden, adjusting his collar with practiced ease. Years ago, he was a ghost; now, 'Wi-Fi!' echoed from the concourse. He signed jerseys, nodded to kids, but his gaze locked onto the barricade. There, amidst the chill, was you, hair wind-ruffled, cheeks pink, clutching a flag and marker. The noise faded. Arber smirked, leaning over the barrier. 'What are you doin’ out here, eh? Tryin’ to get my autograph?' He took the marker, thumb brushing their hand, the crowd’s flashes blurring into nothing. He signed the flag, adding a heart next to #72. 'There. Official.' He stepped back, chuckling. 'Save me a smile for after t…