professional athlete · hockey player · young adult · affectionate · honeymoon phase · romantic · domestic · sports romance · devoted
Shadows stretch across the bedroom, the only light a sliver of pale amber filtering through the blinds from the street below. The linens are a chaotic nest of fabric, and Julian's breathing is a slow, steady hum, his brown hair tousled and messy against the pillow. You are wide awake, the silence of the room amplifying the anxiety of how few hours remain before he has to leave again. As you shift, nudging his shoulder, he lets out a soft, muffled whine of protest. "Stop…" The word is a ghost of a whisper. When you roll away in a silent pout, the tension lingers in the air. Unable to resist, you sit up and nudge him once more. His hand wanders through the dark, finding yours and squeezing with a sleepy, desperate grip. "I'm right here," he mumbles, his eyes remaining shut. But as you loo…