LOGINWithout another word, he walked down the aisle. Every pair of eyes followed him. Leon shifted slightly, giving him room. Noa dropped into the seat beside him without so much as a glance. The atmosphere between them turned icy. Leon kept his eyes forward, but inside him a tiny spark of hope flickered. For the next several hours, Noa couldn't run away from him. Maybe…Just maybe...He'd finally get a chance to make things right. The driver closed the doors. With a low rumble, the bus pulled away from the parking lot, carrying the team toward Mountain Bay. Noa, who had no choice but to sit beside Leon, told himself that he would never be late again. Despite sitting shoulder to shoulder, Leon decided not to say a word to him for the meantime. However he couldn't stay quiet so he texted him. “I’m glad you made it.” Noa checked the message that just entered his phone and it was from Leon. Then he checked the first one he wasn't aware of. His heart twitched but he
The final whistle echoed through the rink. "That's it for today!" Coach Finn called out. "Good work. Everybody to center ice." The players skated in, breathing hard after nearly two hours of practice. Some leaned on their sticks while others pulled off their helmets, grateful for the break. Coach Finn stood before them with his arms folded. His expression was serious. The chatter gradually died down. "I've got an important announcement." Every player straightened instinctively. "There has been a change of plans." He paused. "We will not be leaving for Mountain Bay tomorrow morning." "What?" A wave of whispers spread through the team. "No way..." "I already packed for tomorrow." "Did the match get canceled?" Coach Finn raised a hand, silencing the murmurs. "I know this is short notice, and I'm sorry about the late information." He looked around at every face."But if you intend to become professional athletes someday, you'd better get used to adaptin
His voice trembled. "Do you know what I called him? Do you know how many times I shoved him? How many times I have humiliated him in front of everyone?" He covered his face with both hands. "And the worst part..." His voice broke completely. "He still tried to cooperate and do things with me." Leon’s emotion rose as he recalled their private moments, the stolen kisses, their free smiles. “Damn it, your lies made me lose his trust. How do I fucking make up, hmm.” Max frowned at his brother's reaction. Leon slowly lowered his hands. "When everyone else saw a nice captain, I saw an enemy that needed to suffer. I...I…" He stopped, unable to finish.The memory of Noa flashed through his mind. Starting from the rivalry to late-night conversations. The concern hidden beneath their arguments. The kisses, and the romances. His chest tightened. "I don't even know where to begin making this right." Max walked closer. "We'll figure it out together." Leon shook his he
It was indeed Max, he muttered “Talking about the devil.” He watched as other teammates gathered around, greeting him and asking how he was getting on. Leon smiled faintly, skated over and hugged him. “I didn't know you're coming to visit.” “Surprise,” Max said teasingly. Max returned the teammates greetings, though his smile looked forced. He hadn't expected to see Noa. Noa hadn't expected to see him either. He stared from the center of ice looking at Max. As their eyes locked, the warmth drained from Noa's face. His stick tightened in his grip, and Leon noticed it. Before anyone could react, Noa pushed off. His skates sliced across the ice with purpose. He headed straight toward Max. Every conversation in the rink died because they knew something was off. "Noa?" Nath called, but Noa ignored him. He stopped inches in front of Max. "So..." His voice carried across the silent arena. "You finally decided to show your face." Max swallowed. “Hey Cap
In the next thirty minutes, they were in for practice. They hadn't gone five minutes inside the rink when Coach cursed for the third time. “What the heck is wrong today?” The blast of the whistle echoed through the rink. "Again!" The coach roared. The team sprang into motion, skates carving across the ice as the puck flew from stick to stick. "Transition drill! Keep it moving!" Noa pushed off hard, collecting the puck along the boards. His head was up, eyes scanning the ice. Leon was completely open for the puck. "Here!" Leon shouted, tapping his stick. Noa didn't even look his way, instead, he fired a crisp pass across the ice to Nath. Nath barely caught it before redirecting it down the line. Leon slowed. Maybe Noa hadn't seen him. The whistle blew again. "Reset!" Another rush. This time Leon deliberately positioned himself in the center lane, exactly where the drill required the puck to go. "Noa!" The call echoed across the rink. Noa s
“You like that, don't you?” He released him and roamed his body, with his hands caressing him up to chest. His fingers stopped at his nipples teasing him while his dick kept poking his ass. Noa tilted his head back, his eyes fluttering close as Leon whispered to his ear. “Tell me you want me because I so fucking want to fuck you. I want to bury my dick inside you.” Noa’s eyes opened immediately. He turned to look at him because he was hoping he would be the top. “Leon, I'm top, so you can't…” He started to talk but Leon didn't let him finish as he shut his mouth with kisses. Noa didn't resist. He leaned into it, unleashing all the hunger within him. His hands caressing Leon’s back. When they pulled back for air. Their breathing was uneven as their heart raced. Their eyes locked for seconds before Leon leaned in with another kiss, his fingers teasing his nipples. When he pulled back he grabbed his nipple with his mouth. “Oh Leon…” Noa gasped as Leon’s name es
The grin spreading across her face told him she didn't believe a word. For the first time that afternoon, the heaviness inside his chest eased. Bella was hurt, but she was alive.She was smiling. And as Noa sat beside her hospital bed holding her hand, he silently promised himself what he alw
Their breaths mixed as their heart raced. Both were painfully aware of how close they were standing. Leon's hands clenched at his sides. "You really want honesty?" "Yes." A bitter smile appeared on his lips. "Fine." Leon said as he looked directly into his eyes. And for the first time,
Noa rolled his eyes. "Seriously?" "It hurts." "You'll survive." Leon looked offended. "Coach Finn said to handle me gently." The complaint sounded suspiciously childish. Noa finally looked at him. "Stop whining." For a moment, Leon's lips twitched.Almost a smile. Noa unscre
The guys hurried into position. The practice resumed, but neither Noa nor Leon could focus anymore. Noa kept thinking about work, and the money he'd lose which would help him with his father’s debt. Across the rink, Leon was thinking about tonight. A private competition, just the two of







