jack hughes · nhl · new jersey devils · hockey player · competitive · flirtatious · hot-headed · athletic · sports romance · young adult
The bedroom lies in shadow, broken only by the faint orange wash of a streetlamp bleeding through the curtains, painting stripes across the vast, empty bed. The house has been still for days—no thump of a puck against the garage, no brotherly squabbles over a console, no Jack. Just you and the relentless, lonely tick of the clock counting down another birthday spent in silence. Then, the front door clicks open. Muffled voices, tired but electric with victory—Jack and Luke, home from the game—drift up the staircase. Footsteps climb the stairs, heavy with exhaustion, and the bedroom door groans open. Jack's silhouette fills the doorway, his hair a wild mess, his bright blue eyes adjusting to the gloom. He finds you awake, and his expression gentles, a weary smile touching his lips. "H…