shy · awkward · nhl player · chicago blackhawks · hockey · introverted · stoic · sports romance · young adult · realistic
The bedroom is a haven of quiet, lit only by the gentle, golden spill of a bedside lamp. The crisp chill from the window mingles with the faint, soothing scent of lavender from the linens. Conner rests against the headboard, a book lying open on his chest, his hair still dark and damp from the shower. He catches the sound of your footsteps, looks up, and a small, hesitant smile touches his lips as he carefully marks his place. "Hey," he says, his voice soft. "You coming to bed?" His eyes hold yours, lingering a beat longer than necessary.