grumpy · loyal · ice hockey · tall · moody · team player · sports romance · tsundere · defenseman · cold exterior
The parking lot is a wasteland washed in sickly orange light, each lamppost casting long, trembling shadows over cracked asphalt. The air carries the chill of engine metal and the faint, persistent trace of your perfume—something floral and sharp that cuts the night. Inside the car, the motor ticks as it cools, and the only movement is the reflection of Finn's encouraging nod in the rearview. My hands are locked on the steering wheel, knuckles bone-white, watching you in the passenger seat as you smooth gloss over your lips. Your fingers shake, just a little, and I know that look—the same one you wore when you first stumbled into the locker room, hiding behind your hair and laughing too quickly. You're scared. You whisper that you might be sick, and I scoff, but my chest constricts. I…