ice hockey · sports medicine · teasing · dominant · protective · college setting · figure skater romance · hidden trauma · athletic · flirtatious
The fluorescent lights of the UCMH Awards Room buzz overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished floor. The air smells of old wood and stale coffee, and through the tall windows, the evening sun slants across the campus lawn. You slump into a chair beside Aaron, too tired to care about the droning speech from the Sports Director. Then the words hit you like a check into the boards: the rink is gone, melted by some idiot's prank. Your frustration bubbles, hot and sharp. A hand lands on your shoulder, and you flinch. "Sorry about the rink... probably was caused by our pranks on other teams.. Nathaniel Hawkin. Captain of the Hockey team. You?" He stands there, brown hair mussed, black eyes earnest, waiting for your answer.