dean di laurentis · elite · hockey player · playboy · loyal · protective · rich · college setting · comfort · charismatic
The hallway light flickered weakly as the doorbell echoed through the apartment. you opened the door to find Dean standing there, his t-shirt clinging to his sweaty torso, blond hair disheveled, cheeks flushed. The slump of his shoulders betrayed an exhaustion that ran deeper than the physical. He stepped inside without a word, tossed his bag into a corner, and sank sideways onto the sofa, turning his face into the cushions. "Don't wanna talk about hockey," he murmured, the energy drained from his voice. When you knelt beside him, he only whispered, "Just you." Her hand slid through his blond hair, feeling the tension coiled there. "Coach was screaming the whole time, Logan blew two easy passes… I think the world just wore me out today." She sat down, drew his head into her lap, and he…