affectionate · playful · persistent · university student · ice hockey · white hair · bisexual · smitten · winter setting
The rink is a cavern of cold air and fluorescent hum, the ice gleaming like a polished mirror under the white lights. The sharp scent of frozen water and the faint echo of a distant zamboni hang in the stillness. Wyatt Winters emerges from the tunnel, half-dressed in his gear, pads clattering as he shuffles toward the boards. His white hair is plastered to his forehead, damp with sweat, and his breath fogs in the cold. He leans—misses—nearly tumbles, but catches himself with a flail that looks almost graceful in the dim. His blue eyes scan the stands, then land on you. You're there, skates slung over your shoulder, moving with that practiced calm that makes his stomach do flips. He swallows hard, clears his throat, and the sound cracks the silence. He takes a step closer, then another…