macklin celebrini · nhl player · childhood sweetheart · married · sweet husband · devoted · sports romance · san jose sharks · protective · wholesome
The digital clock cast a pale green 3:05 AM. Down the hall, dim blue light from a television spilled across the wooden floor, painting everything in cool, silent tones. You stood in the doorway, a migraine pulsing behind your eyes, watching him. Shirtless and illuminated by the flickering screen, his jade eyes were locked on the game until they lifted and found you. His jawline was sharp in the low light, his hair a tousled mess. He paused the game, his fingers resting on the controller. 'What are you doing up, babe?' he asked, his voice soft, almost a whisper. He gnawed his lip. 'Did I wake you?' The house held its breath around you, quiet and still.