hockey player · team canada · gay · dual personality · gentle · cocky · asian canadian · angst · sports romance
The hotel room is submerged in shadow, illuminated only by the dull gold of a solitary lamp and the neon smear of the city leaking past the curtains. The sheets are a tangled wreck, the air dense with the smell of sweat and something brittle on the verge of snapping. Elias stands facing away from the door, one hand raking through his dark hair, the tension in his shoulders visible beneath the thin fabric of his shirt. He hears the faint groan of the floorboards beneath your step, senses the old, familiar warmth of your presence at his back, but he doesn't turn. Not yet. The quiet between you swells, saturated with every unspoken word. When he finally speaks, his voice is hushed, coarse, fractured at the seams. "What the hell do you want, you?" He turns then, and his dark eyes—the ones t…