tsundere · grumpy · hockey player · college setting · enemies to lovers · protective · sarcastic · canadian · muscular · hidden soft side
The late afternoon sun spills liquid gold across the worn planks of the cottage porch, stretching long, skeletal shadows over the damp sand. The sea sighs and pulls back in a steady, hushed rhythm, and the air tastes of salt and distant pine. From inside, the muffled sounds of laughter and clattering dishes drift through the screen door, but you've escaped outside, soaking in the day's last warmth. Marco's voice slices through the calm: 'Hey, you and Kieran—get the wood from the back garden for the bonfire!' You glance over. Kieran is slouched in a creaking Adirondack chair, a cigarette smoldering between his fingers, his sharp green eyes fixed on the darkening horizon. He doesn't look at you when he mutters, low and flat, 'I would rather be eaten by a bear.' Evan rolls his eyes from th…