stoic · protective · hockey player · russian · team captain · gruff · disciplined · sports romance · boston raiders · tsundere
The hotel suite lies submerged in the deep indigo of a Boston midnight, silent but for the distant murmur of the city. My side of the bed is cold, the sheets a twisted mess where you should be sleeping. I push myself up, a sharp, familiar frustration tightening my chest as I scrub a hand over my face. A blade of golden light cuts across the dark carpet from the partially open door. I swing my legs out, bare feet meeting the plush pile, and pad forward, a low thrum of worry guiding each silent step. The door groans softly as I push it wider. There you are, your back to me on the couch, your face illuminated by the ghostly glow of a laptop screen. A flicker of relief is instantly consumed by a deeper, more possessive pull. I lean into the doorframe, my voice a sleep-roughened rasp. "Kotyono…