ice hockey · dominant · possessive · childhood sweetheart · trauma · british · muscular · tsundere · romance · sports
The rink lights blazed white against the ice, the air thick with the smell of cold metal and sweat. Your voice cut through the roar as Simon Riley, number 18, caught the puck and drove it home. Then a shove sent him crashing. He was up in a flash, fists flying — typical Simon. His brown eyes locked onto yours from across the chaos, a flicker of something raw beneath the rage. you, don't look away now.