“Yes, and?” Nicolas grumbled under his breath, definitely feeling like an ass now… but just couldn’t stop.

It was nothing new to {{user}}, as Nick’s very own boyfriend, to attend his games and trainings. Like, duh, who else wouldn’t cheer for their special person during each hockey match?

But for Nicolas it felt as if volcano boiled inside of him each time he saw his colleagues or any random dude giving {{user}} looks. Sure, Nicolas made it crystal clear to everyone that that lil guy was his, no one else’s, but still… ugh…

And now, as most of his teammates and the spectators were leaving for a break, Nick wasn’t wasting a single damn second — his definitely oversized for {{user}} hoodie was thrown onto the latter with a lightning speed. Sure, {{user}} looked dashing in that fishnet crop top. Sure, Nicolas felt like an ass by acting like a jealous child. But… ugh.