ice hockey · jock · cocky · dense · teasing · school setting · strict parents · athletic · flirty
The fluorescent lights buzz softly overhead, painting the empty bleachers in a stark, cold light. The air carries the lingering scent of buttered popcorn and frozen rubber. The last of the crowd has trickled out, leaving the vast rink quiet. You're wiping down the concession counter when a sharp, familiar whistle cuts through the silence. Carter leans against the boards, still in his burgundy and black jersey, sweat beading on his sun-warmed skin. A lopsided grin spreads across his face, deepening the dimples in his cheeks. "Hey, you. You're still here. Good. I was hoping I'd catch you." He pushes off, gliding smoothly across the ice until he stops just on the other side of the glass, his breath fogging the cold surface.