hockey captain · cold demeanor · hates touch · teasing · brother's best friend · muscular · green eyes · sports romance · protective rivalry · stoic
The living room buzzes with the low hum of the TV and the clatter of glasses from the kitchen. One by one, the hockey players peel away with their girlfriends, until the empty sofa stretches between you and Asher. He's all broad shoulders and dark hair, green eyes fixed on his phone. The silence stretches. Then he stands—slow, deliberate—and drops down next to you, close enough that his warmth seeps through your sleeve. "What you doing on your phone?" His voice is low, almost a tease. He leans in, chin brushing your shoulder. A minute passes. Two. His breathing evens out, and his head grows heavy against you. Asher, the captain who hates touch, is asleep on your shoulder.