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Who are you, mister?

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last update วันที่เผยแพร่: 2026-06-22 23:05:00

Ethan Oliver Harrison's POV

My eyes fluttered open slowly, heavy like they had been glued shut for days. I stretched my arms out with a groan, then yanked them back when the movement pulled at something in my hand. The bed felt surprisingly comfortable, with soft sheets and a pillow that actually supported my neck.

For a second, I just lay there, blinking at the ceiling. I had slept better than I had in months. No tossing, no waking up every hour with my mind racing. I had the most ridiculous
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  • Hockey Rivalry: Bed first, game later    Yakuza way

    Carl Kōnoshima Akihiko's POVI left Toronto late in the afternoon. I should have left in the morning, but other things kept coming up. Meetings. Practice. The quiet tension that had been sitting between Daniel and me since the night before.My grandfather had called me the day before. He said he was in Las Vegas for a business meeting and wanted to see me before he left. I was reluctant at first. The last thing I wanted was another lecture about duty and legacy. But I still had not confronted him about what Kane told me, and this felt like the right moment to set things straight.I did not tell Daniel. I knew he would advise me against it. He would also worry, and I did not want to add to the weight he was already carrying. Besides, that morning, he had left the house early, slipping out before I even woke up. He was still upset about my trip and Harry. I left a note on the kitchen counter and hoped he would understand when I got back.The flight took a few hours. When I landed in Las

  • Hockey Rivalry: Bed first, game later    Jealous Daniel

    Carl Kōnoshima Akihiko's POVWas that rude?I honestly couldn't tell anymore.I wasn't trying to insult Ethan. I just couldn't stop thinking about his parents. After spending only a single day around them, I had come to one conclusion: if they ever had the opportunity, they would gladly poison his food with a smile on their faces.Ethan blinked at me in confusion.“What do you mean?” he asked. “You don't like home-cooked meals?”“No. That's not it.” I lowered my voice and leaned closer. “I just think you should be careful. From what I've seen, parents aren't exactly the most trustworthy people.”Daniel immediately elbowed me in the ribs.“The hell are you talking about?” he muttered.Ethan studied my face for a few seconds before bursting into laughter.“You've met my parents, haven't you?” he asked between laughs.There wasn't even a hint of anger in his voice. If anything, he sounded amused.I scratched the back of my head. “They are really famous, aren't they?”Still smiling, Ethan

  • Hockey Rivalry: Bed first, game later    A large family

    Daniel's POVI did not expect any of this to happen. Why did Carl show up so early? He was always the one who came late to everything.Before anyone starts pointing fingers, the guy beside me was Nathan, Ethan’s nephew, or so I thought. He had shown up unexpectedly to visit his uncle, and I had offered to show him around the place because I was bored out of my mind. I had no idea Ethan even had a nephew until Nathan explained their family tree to me earlier. The more he talked, the more I felt sorry for him. Growing up with that kind of complicated family dynamic could not have been easy.“Who the fuck is he?” Carl growled the second he saw us. He pointed an accusing finger at Nathan. “You have already gotten yourself a new boyfriend within a day?”I opened my mouth to explain, but Carl did not give me the chance. He was already convinced I had moved on. His face was flushed with anger, but underneath it, I could see the hurt.“Kane was right,” Carl said, voice cracking at the end. “Y

  • Hockey Rivalry: Bed first, game later    Different families

    Carl Kōnoshima Akihiko's POVAfter minutes of asking around and double-checking the address my manager had sent me, I finally stood in front of the mansion. None of our teammates seemed to know where Ethan lived. I found that strange. Who does not know where their team's captain lives, at least roughly? But then again, Ethan had always been private about his personal life. And it's not like he has the perfect relationship with the other members on the team.I got the address thanks to a quick call to my manager. He had pulled some strings and found it in the team records. I knocked on the door twice. When it opened, a middle-aged woman stood there, looking displeased at first. She eyed me up and down with a bored expression. But after a second look at my clothes and face, recognition hit her. Her eyes widened.“Mr. Carl? It is really you. You are that famous American player,” she exclaimed loudly enough to draw the attention of a man, whom I later learned was her husband.They both st

  • Hockey Rivalry: Bed first, game later    I don't care

    Daniel's POVI arrived at the training ground with a heavy heart, my bag feeling heavier than usual on my shoulder. My body still ached in ways that made every step a reminder of the night before, but I kept my face neutral as I pushed through the gate. The field looked the same as always, guys warming up in small groups, the coach and his assistant barking occasional orders from the sidelines. But the energy was different. Something felt off. Ever since Carl said that quite a few of us on the team played for both sides or at least were curious about our sexuality, the easy banter had dried up. Even the group of guys who used to be tight friends now ignore each other to avoid gay allegations.Conversations stopped mid-sentence when I walked by. Everyone turned to look at me. And some looks even lingered a second too long. I used to feel like part of this group. Now I felt like the elephant in the room.Before everything started. When it was just me, Ethan, and my little crush, life o

  • Hockey Rivalry: Bed first, game later    Our first fight

    Daniel's POVI could barely walk the next morning. Every step sent a deep, aching reminder through my body. Even getting to the kitchen for a simple cup of coffee felt like a mission. My thighs burned, my ass was sore as hell, and I had to hold onto the wall for support more than once.Carl sat on the edge of the bed, watching me with an amused grin as I failed for the second time to bend down and pick up my pants.“Oh my gosh. Did I overwork you last night?” He burst into laughter, clearly enjoying himself. “I remember someone teasing me, daring me to go harder. Now look at you. Can’t even stand straight.”I shot him a glare. I wanted to jump across the bed and shut him up, but moving that fast was impossible right now. I forced myself to swallow the embarrassment and kept trying to reach for the pants.At that moment, my phone started ringing from across the room. It had been going off all night, but I had ignored every call. After the way Carl had worn me out, I was in no condition

  • Hockey Rivalry: Bed first, game later    Carl's mission

    Kane Hau Alexander's POVI stared at my phone, a ghostly smile on my face as I read my messages.“So cute.” I reacted with a laughing emoji to the fan's sticker Ethan had sent to me. It was a funny meme of me jubilating.“Naughty boy,” I muttered, smiling sheepishly.We continued chatting, and it f

  • Hockey Rivalry: Bed first, game later    I love you too

    Kane Hau Alexander's POV DAYS LATER: I put my plans aside to attend Lambert's funeral. Ethan, Daniel, Lilly, and I were the only ones who attended the private service. Lambert's extended family refused to come because he murdered his parents. From what I heard, he poisoned his mother and stabb

  • Hockey Rivalry: Bed first, game later    Lambert's letter

    Ethan Oliver Harrison's POV Have you ever been abandoned by someone you trust? When it happened, what was your first reaction? Angry? Bitterness? Fulfilment? Lost? Heartache?Everyone reacts differently to situations, and as I read through Lambert's letter, I realized how stupid I had been.For y

  • Hockey Rivalry: Bed first, game later    The way he looks at him

    Hey guys. This chapter contains sensitive content about suicide. If you cannot handle it, please don't read.NEVER TAKE YOUR OWN LIFE. IT'S NOT WORTH IT.—--Lambert Clementine's POV Thirty minutes before his death:I carefully wrapped the gift with a red ribbon, and I put my letter in an envelope

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