LOGINNoa stood inside the stall, barely breathing, until the restroom door finally clicked shut. The silence that followed felt louder than the kiss itself. He pressed both palms against the cold partition and squeezed his eyes shut. "Fuck." The curse slipped out in a whisper. His hand robbed on his dick as it throbbed beneath his pants. His lips still tingled. His heart was still racing. Every nerve in his body seemed determined to replay the last few minutes on an endless loop.Leon had kissed him, again, and the worst part? He had kissed him back. He dragged a shaky hand through his hair and let his forehead rest against the metal wall. Oh, fuck, Noa. His own thoughts were merciless as they ran in his mind. Damn it, Leon isn't making this any easier.The image of Leon's face flashed through his mind…the determination in his eyes, the way he'd grabbed his wrist, the desperation behind that kiss. Noa groaned softly. "You need to talk to him." The voice in
Unfortunately, it was past 2 AM and very late to start heading over to Noa’s. He might be drunk but he knew he was being very honest. He was glad to hear he wasn't alone in this fearful feeling, but somehow it hurts because they can't come out freely. If they do, it's kissing their promising hockey careers good bye. Noa stayed quiet for a while and continued. "I don't understand him." He whispered. "I don't understand why he matters." Leon felt tears threatening his eyes, because he understood perfectly. Noa had fallen terribly hard.And he didn't even realize it. Noa suddenly laughed again.A tired, broken laugh. "Maybe I'm losing my mind." "No, you're not." Leon's voice trembled. Noa shifted against the bed. His eyelids grew heavy. "Diamond?" "Yes?" "Can I tell you something crazy..." Leon’s heart pounded. "What?" Noa hesitated for the first time all night. Then quietly said, "I think Leon is the first person who's ever made me feel scared."
The bitterness in his voice surprised both of them and Leon himself. Sebastian went quiet as his thoughts ran. That sounded less like uncertainty. And more like defeat. It seemed as if Leon had already convinced himself rejection was inevitable. As if he had already lost a battle that had never been fought. Due to that realization, Sebastian felt genuinely concerned, because Leon wasn't built for vulnerability.People like him either loved completely...Or not at all. There was rarely a middle ground.And if that love wasn't returned, the consequences could be ugly. "You're in trouble, Leon" Sebastian said softly. Leon frowned. "What does that mean?" "It means someone has captured your attention, your thoughts, and apparently your emotional stability." "You're imagining things." "No." Sebastian smiled sadly. "I'm really not." The rink fell silent. Only the distant hum of machinery echoed through the arena. Leon stared at the ice. Sebastian stared at him
Noa immediately turned away. "I care about having a complete team." "Sure about that?" “You have no business in my concern, so beat it.” Noa replied , trying to keep his voice casual. “Sure, provided your concern wasn't anything personal. I'm sure you understand what I mean by that. Stick to your hockey rules and you won't have any problem. Leon is mine, don't forget that.” The sarcasm was impossible to miss, but before Noa could reply, he was gone. “Gaddamn it, he is suspecting me?” Noa’s heart pounded as that whisper escaped him. At that minute, the medical room door opened and Leon stepped out. A bandage wrapped tightly around his leg. The bleeding had stopped.Relief hit Noa so hard it nearly weakened his knees. Leon noticed, and smiled. That stupid smile that always made Noa’s chest feel strange. "Miss me already?" Noa immediately rolled his eyes. "There goes my sympathy." "Good. I was worried." Noa said. "About what?" Leon stepped close
Leon melted into it, holding him tighter as their kisses deepened. When they pulled apart for air, Noa’s hand went down swiftly into Leon’s pants and grabbed his dick unexpectedly. “Oh fuck,” Leon gasped and his eyes widened in surprise as Noa held on. Noa smirked, “Why surprise? Don't you want me to do this?” He asked, stroking his dick gently. Leon swallowed, “I…I…” he stammered. “You what cutie, hmm?” he asked as he captured his lips in another kiss, while still stroking him. He pulled back and winced, “Damn it, I've always wanted you Leon. Right now, I want you more than anything. I so want to fuck you.” Unexpectedly, he held Leon’s hand and pulled him towards the bed. Then pushed him down into it. Leon fell into the bed, but came up in a sitting position. Eyes wide in surprise. “You want me too, right?” He asked without waiting for an answer as he climbed on top, straddling him. He pulled up his singlet and Leon lifted his hands to let it off him. Noa
Noa had seen it, and Leon knew he had. The realization sent a jolt through both of them. The tension became unbearable. Then suddenly from one of the apartment’s opened windows above them. "Will you two love birds kiss already?" “Yeah, do it. I hate suspense.” said another voice from another window. The voices echoed through the night. Both guys jumped apart instantly. “Oh, fuck you two joy killers.” The voice sounded disappointed as a window slammed shut. Then another window followed and another. Silence followed. Noa felt heat rush to his face. Leon looked equally horrified. For one ridiculous moment neither knew what to say or do. Finally Noa grabbed his bag. "I need sleep." Leon nodded. "Yeah, we should go inside." “Inside?” “Yeah, I told my Dad I couldn't make it home tonight. I've been waiting for you since after practice. You're gonna let me sleep out here?” Noa turned without responding and headed toward the entrance. Halfway to the door,
The locker room smelled of sweat, damp towels, and cold metal. Training had ended almost twenty minutes ago, yet the noise from outside still echoed faintly through the walls. Noa sat alone on the bench in front of his locker, elbows on his knees, staring at nothing. The teammates had mos
The warehouse doors rolled open. Warm air hit his face, but instead of relief, a strange emptiness settled in his chest. Now, he couldn't even hide behind work. Which meant he would be left alone with the thoughts he’d been trying so hard to escape. Later that night. Noa lay on his bed. Lig
The present day After their encounter in the restroom. During the training the next morning, Leon stood at center ice with his hockey stick hanging loosely in his hand. His jaw remained clenched from the second he stepped onto the rink. Around him, players laughed, stretched, and joked.
Instantly, Leon's eyes narrowed, his mouth flattened, and he glared. Noa froze. His chest tightened instantly. The laughter around him faded. Why that look, Leon had looked at him like that before in the locker room. Noa suddenly remembered his own words earlier. “I like your eyes, and I







