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Oh god. What the fuck, Ryan? What was it about Fabian that made Ryan playful? He was never playful.

he's adorable! let's keep this one

the concept of ilya rozanov playing for a canadian team...pretty close to home, huh?

The sun was low in the sky when Ryan and Fabian left the restaurant. They walked north, up Church Street together, both with their hands in their coat pockets. Ryan knew this thing wasn’t a date, but if it was it would be the best one he’d ever been on.

There were two people in line in front of him, so Ryan stared up at the menu, confirming that they had iced chai lattes. He mentally rehearsed placing his order. Ordering food was always one of his most embarrassing problem areas; he tended to stammer, and sometimes ordered the wrong thing, or the first thing he saw. If a server suggested something to him, he would order it even if he didn’t want it.

#twinnem

he has a man bun? going to dnf.

Good god. Ryan was losing his mind. And that certainly wasn’t something he could afford to do. Not again.

HE LIKES ANNE OF GREEN GABLES?? ADORABLE!

Ryan looked straight ahead as he entered the plane. He did not look at the bolts on the aircraft’s exterior, or the intricate mechanics visible around the open door. He didn’t think about how crucial it was for every single one of those bolts and wires and thin plates of metal to stay together; that the slightest malfunction could cause the fiery death of everyone on board.

struggles with anxiety? i'm sat, unfortunately

Scott had never been high in his life, but he imagined it had to feel something like this. The onslaught on his senses of swirling lights and pounding bass, the sweltering heat of the club, and the strong scent of sweat and dry ice filling his head. The dulling effect of the alcohol, smudging his thoughts and giving him a feeling of relaxed euphoria.

“Scott is my...friend,” Kip said, “if you’re wondering why he’s here.”

“Actually,” Scott said, “I’m his boyfriend.”

No. Scott was sure that he wasn’t. But he felt like he was. All the time. It was a lonely, horrible feeling. And those other secretly gay players must be feeling it too.

Maybe he could change all that. Maybe he could make it easier for them, as well as for himself.

cue ilya and shane

He let himself look at Kip’s sexy grin for a minute, enjoying the warmth that flooded him every time he saw it. Then he pocketed the phone and went back to pretending that part of his life didn’t exist.

Scott nodded, possibly a little frantically. He wanted to undo whatever was happening here. “It was too much. I get it now. I do. This relationship probably seems a little...unbalanced to you. But you give me so much, Kip. I love you. I love you and I know I rush into things, and I know I’m probably being way too intense about us, but please. Just know it’s only because I care about you so much.”

“I’m not—I’m not a charity. I’ve got a normal student loan to pay off—the same kind that millions of other people have. I’ve been managing just fine since I graduated. Maybe my job isn’t impressive, and I live with my parents, but I have my fucking pride. And I was paying the loan off on my own every month before you just...just scribbled on a fucking piece of paper and shoved it in a birthday card and—”

i hate the hotel room trope stop it i get so much anxiety do not do this please

Scott didn’t reply. Kip turned off the television and flopped over onto his side on the couch. He kind of wanted to get drunk, but that was a terrible idea.

He loved Scott so much.

How could he ever be good enough for him?

He was feeling really fucking low. And Scott wasn’t texting him back. And maybe Scott was realizing right now that he could be dating, like, a gay movie star or something.

holy anxiety

this is wayyy more sappy than ilya/shane. appreciated

Scott Hunter was in love.

One of the things Scott really liked about Kip was that he never seemed interested in Scott’s money or fame. Being with Kip was the only time Scott felt like... Scott.
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if only he heard kip's pov

Just what? Be Scott’s stay-at-home boyfriend? Here whenever Scott needed him? As bored as some of his teammates’ wives were? If Scott never gathered the courage to come out, Kip would basically be a prisoner. They’d never be able to go on proper dates.

Scott rolled, and Kip could see his face. His eyes were wide and his mouth was open and gasping.

I love love quick love idc tell each other ur in love after a week yes!

He looked so happy, gazing at Kip and stroking his hair. And Kip knew he looked the same way. It had only been a few days. This thing was so intense and way beyond Kip’s wildest dreams.

And what would it be like to date someone as famous as Scott? As rich as Scott. Kip couldn’t imagine what it would feel like to have that much money. Even a fraction of that much money

I dislike this sentence