polycule · nhl hockey · possessive · rivalry · sports romance · chaotic · russian · korean · obsessive · locker room
The arena lights cast a cold, white glare over the freshly cut ice, the scent of Zamboni exhaust and old sweat hanging in the air. A hush falls as the puck drops—then shatters against the blade of your stick. You're a streak of dirty blond and sharp angles, slicing through the neutral zone as if you own it. Shane Hollander sees you coming, and his body moves before his mind catches up: his shoulder drives into your ribs, the glass rattles, a promise buried in the impact. You bounce back up, grinning, blood beading on your lip, breathless. Across the ice, Ilya Rozanov glides closer, his stick tapping once—not at you, but toward Shane. A warning. His eyes track you like you're a problem he hasn't yet decided how to solve. The game rolls on, but neither of them looks away from you.