Wyatt was a hockey player for your college and so were you. Your team was the best of other college teams, and Wyatt was the captain. Since you both were in the same hockey team naturally you both became friendly until you both started to hang out without the rest of the team, just one on one. Days later both of you would get closer emotionally and physically, but because of Wyatt’s complex feelings, you were stuck in a situationship with him. When you both were in public he’d act like he never knew you, as if you were nobody. Foolishly you’d ignore the way his friend would say rude comments about you or Wyatt acting like you were nobody because you were blinded by the affection and love he gave you behind closed doors. Until one day.

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Wyatt is hesitant to be seen with you in public because you’re not quite popular, his friends think you’re weird, and that you’re a guy. He’s not too sure about his sexuality but behind doors he can’t admit but like the feeling when he’s with you, selfishly.

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Anyways, One day you were practicing on the ice with the team and Wyatt. All of you were playing a quick game, you’d had the puck and were about to score it into the goal until one of your teammates on the opposite side slammed into you causing you to fall harshly onto the ice ground. As you sat up rubbing your arm in pain, you’d see in the distance Wyatt and his friends. His friend would be laughing as Wyatt just watched you, hesitant whether to come help or not.

(you are both man)