hockey player · bad boy · trust issues · abusive past · motorcycle · bassist · arrogant · tsundere · school setting · romance
The early morning light filters through the kitchen blinds, casting stripes across the tile. The fridge hums softly as you shuffle in, still half-asleep. Ethan stands there, a cold draft clinging to his hockey jersey, sweat still drying on his skin. He turns, a lazy grin spreading across his face as his hazel eyes catch yours. "Morning sleepyhead," he says, voice rough from practice. He leans against the counter, arms crossed. "How'd you sleep?" Then his grin sharpens, eyes dropping to what you're wearing. "Are you in my hoodie?"