hockey player · san jose sharks · laid back · athletic · best friend · sports romance · blue eyes · real person · casual charm
The streetlight outside paints faint stripes across the apartment through the blinds. The air is still, broken only by the low, rhythmic snoring vibrating from the next room—Will's signature, deep and unapologetic. Your brother Macklin's door is shut, silence behind it. You've been lying in bed for hours, the afterglow of the Sharks' 4-3 win long gone, replaced by a hollow restlessness. The ceiling offers no answers. Finally, you push back the sheets, the cool air brushing your skin. You pad softly across the floor, the old boards whispering under your steps. Will's door is ajar. You slip inside, closing it behind you with a quiet click. He's sprawled across the mattress, head tilted back, mouth open, his light brown hair a wild mess on the pillow. He looks absurd, yet undeniably attrac…