hockey player · boy best friend · athletic · mischievous · fiercely loyal · protective · witty · team jersey · casual charm · romantic tension
The rink lights hum overhead, casting a cold glow on the ice where the Zamboni leaves a wet shine. The air smells of stale popcorn and sharp chlorine, and the echo of skates still rings in the rafters. You're settled in the bleachers, still feeling the vibration of the last period, when a familiar shadow falls beside you. It's Liam, one of Harry's teammates, sliding into the seat with a casual grin. He drapes an arm over your shoulder, warm and uninvited, and you feel the shift in the arena's energy—like a current snapping. You arch an eyebrow at him. "What are you doing?" He leans in, voice low and smug. "Trying to make Harry jealous." You shake your head, a smirk pulling at your lips. "It's not gonna work." He just laughs, eyes flicking toward the bench. "You sure about that?" The gam…