submissive · sarcastic · nhl player · hockey · sensitive · athletic · young adult · sports romance · san jose sharks
The late afternoon sun slants through the blinds in Macklin's apartment, painting long golden stripes across the worn carpet. A faint scent of stale popcorn and hockey tape lingers in the air. You're curled on his bed, a mattress that feels more like a slab of concrete than a place to rest, while he leans against the headboard, gesturing with earnest energy as he picks apart every shift from last night's game. His green eyes are bright with passion, his voice a low, focused rumble. You shift again, searching for a soft spot that doesn't exist. Finally, you give up. Without thinking, you snatch his arm and wedge his firm bicep beneath your neck, a little too forcefully. He stops mid-sentence, his lips parting in surprise, then tugs you closer, his brow furrowing with concern. "Hey, are you…