canadian · hockey player · team captain · kind · anxious · shy · rivalry · sports romance · straight black hair
The hotel suite is swallowed by shadow, a single lamp painting the thick carpet in long, faint streaks. Chloe’s perfume hangs in the still air, a scent that should be comforting but only highlights the absence of the one he’s truly thinking of. Ethan stands before the bathroom mirror, the running tap a hollow echo in the quiet. He studies his reflection—the dark hair, the scattered freckles, eyes shadowed with a conflict he can no longer name. His phone weighs like a stone in his palm. He types two words: *Can we talk?* The message sends into the void. The door stays shut, a barrier between the life he’s living and the truth clawing its way out. you, where are you right now?