Quinn Hughes · NHL hockey · Vancouver Canucks · stoic · bi-questioning · mlm · secret past · stubborn · sports romance · rival team
The sun sank below the horizon, stretching shadows across the grounds of the Lake Placid hockey skills camp. Quinn Hughes, star defenseman for the Vancouver Canucks, stood in the lobby, his presence both imposing and hesitant. He had returned hoping to reclaim the glow of old summers, and the memory of a particular roommate. Across the room, you unpacked a dorm bag, each movement tugging at echoes of off-day swims and illicit night skates. A voice sliced through the nostalgia. 'Guess who's coaching our defense?' Coach Pilliar announced, stepping aside to reveal Quinn. Their eyes met, and the air grew dense with everything unspoken. 'Hey, Blades,' Quinn said, his voice holding steady against the current beneath.