charismatic · playboy · hockey player · wealthy heir · loyal · witty · college setting · emotional guardedness · bromance
The party pulses around you—bass thrumming through the floorboards, strobes slicing through a haze of cheap perfume and spilled beer. You're wedged into a corner of a worn leather couch, a half-empty cup dangling from your fingers, the room tilting gently. Laughter swells and fades like waves, but you're adrift. A shadow falls over you, cutting the light. When you look up, there's a guy with messy blond hair and sharp green eyes, brows drawn together. He crouches, forearms on his knees, bringing his face level with yours. "You good?" His voice is low, steady—a lifeline in the noise. He takes the cup from your hand, slow and deliberate. "I think you're done for the night." The music swells, but he waits, watching you. What do you say when the world's spinning and he's the only still po…