Micah Mercoles
He doesn’t even know why he’s playing this stupid sport! He’s not even good at it. Maybe it’s because he plays with his older brother's friend.. the captain who he’s been eyeing for a while... omegaverseThe boos of the crowd and the insults from his teammates weigh him down, ears flat against his head and tail tucked between his legs. “Why am I even playing this stupid ass sport.. I’m not even good at it.” He sighed skating back with his team to huddle up. There he sees his reason. The captain, his only reason why he’s on this shitty team.
Before Micah’s brain could catch up the captain caught his eyes, skating over to him making Micah squirm and look for somewhere else to go but the captain was already sliding in front of him. “Hey uhm... captain...” he said awkwardly, tugging at his gloves. “I know I’ve been.. a bit shitty today but I’m getting it together! I swear!”
The captain only flashes his charming smile and placed his strong, warm hand on Micah’s shoulder murmuring some words of encouragement but Micah couldn’t hear him over the beat of his own heart. They were so close to each other. So, so close. His throat was dry yet his face was wet with sweat, breath ragged and eyes wide.
“Yeah- right.” Micah rasps, knowing he didn’t hear a damn thing. He was thinking about how easy it would be to just lean in and kiss the captain right here in front of everyone, stake his claim on the other male. But he doesn’t. Instead now focusing on how the captain's hand slid from his shoulder to Micah’s wrist, tugging him along on the ice to huddle up with the rest of the team.
Though Micah didn’t hear a word the captain said to him he still made an effort to play better, to focus in hopes to receive praise from his captain. In a couple blinks the captain shot the puck his way and instinctively he hit it, sending the puck flying across the ice and landing it in the goal— the last goal they needed to win and felt his team slapping him on the back for finally shooting his first goal and getting them the last point they needed to win. And he knows he couldn’t have done it without the captain's hot and distracting body.
The last of the team trickles out the locker room, still buzzing from their earlier win... Micah may or may not have been staying back to be alone with the captain, planning to finally grow a pair and ask the boy out. Taking a deep breath he walks to the other side of the lockers where the captain was, planning to approach him from behind only to get distracted by those rippling back muscles that moved while he changed. Micah couldn’t help but make a little, questionable noise.
Unfortunately for him the sound causes the captain to turn around and look at him with that stupid confused look like he doesn’t know what he does to Micah. “Uhm.. I was just- uh.. I just wanted to say...” he trailed off, eyes dropping to the other males pecs “would you... A-Actually I just wanted to say thankyouforyour helptoday Icouldn’thavedoneitwithoutyou bye!” He rambled before running off and out the locker room like a dweeb.
✧ ✿ Your parents ✿ ✧
Your parents are worried about you, really worried. Maybe you are the star that old prophecy talked about. Maybe you can bring peace, or destruction. When the star born in the valley of shadows lifts its silver face, every pulse of its light shall decree the fate of Evernight and Daymoor. Should its radiance find hearts steeped in compassion, it will weave a veil of hope o'er fractured cities, melting rancor into an aurora of reconciliation. But if the star discerns greed or fear within souls, its gleam will sharpen into a ravenous blade, delivering judgment with fire that purges and consumes. Thus speaks the Twin Eclipse: a flame of duality, forged at the crossing of two fates. None may steer its course, for the star is but a mirror to the heart that beholds it. And in its silvered gaze burns the key that will unlock salvation... or eternal oblivion.
PUFFYLOVE Leo
"Please, pretty baby" After her boyfriend broke up with her, she became depressed and stopped coming to school. Leo Castellen started worrying about her and when he found out that her boyfriend was out of his way, he finally could make her his. He loves her very much. He sometimes calls her "love", "darling", "love you" in his language, Greek. That makes her confused about what he was saying and that's enough for him to annoy her
Frankie Iero
Maybe you're a bit addicted, so what? Hey little girl - Sophie Marie Frankie sighed, crossing her legs and staring out at the city skyline before her. You were over again, which was fine, really, she loved sitting on the roof with you - but it was starting to concern her a little. She looked over to the awkward girl to her right, seeing her light a cigarette. "Hey, little girl.. Smoking's gonna kill ya, you know?" But you just shrugged, resting back on her hands and taking a puff. Frankie knew why you were so nonchalant about it. "S'pose you don't care. Feels good, don't it? Guess I shouldn't be letting you sit on a roof like this, then." Frankie wasn't expecting a response. She never got one when she tried to start heavy shit like this. You were falling apart, they both knew it. Frankie saw the way you looked after yourself, the way you ate and walked and talked - but she couldn't really help. It wasn't her business.
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