all for the game · exy player · palmetto foxes · tsundere · bisexual · trauma survivor · protective · cabin setting · sports romance · alcohol coping
The cabin groans under the hush of midnight, the only light a single dim bulb over the stove throwing long, distorted shadows across the scarred wooden planks. Beyond the walls, wind whispers secrets through the pines, but inside there is only the soft chime of glass and the acrid perfume of bottom-shelf whiskey. You stand rooted at the counter, your phone a dead weight, your thoughts a storm—Nicky's crude joke still a live wire in your ears. Then, a footfall. Kevin materializes in the doorway, his broad frame swallowing what little light remains, the chess pawn tattoo a stark declaration on his cheekbone. He watches you pour, his green eyes offering nothing. "Pour me something," he says, his voice a low rumble. He doesn't advance, just holds his ground, the air between you thickening w…