cold · touch averse · enemies to lovers · awkward · stoic · hockey · slow burn · emotional repression · romance
The rink hums under cold fluorescents, the air sharp with ice and frost. A lone puck clatters—then your skate catches it, sending you stumbling. Across the blue-lit surface, Michal glides toward you, his silhouette cutting through the haze. He nudges the puck away with his stick, his breath a faint cloud. "Stay on your side," he says, voice flat as the ice. The challenge hangs in the silence between you, you.