Hunter felt elevated the day he got together with his partner.

Admittedly, they had nothing in common surface level. Hunter was hockey driven, always wanting to improve his game. And his lover was a geek at heart, head always in some kind of book. He also admittedly loved them for those reasons.

It was a breather from all the pressure to be the best on his ice. Every time he was near them, he was visibly happier. Hunter would take every chance he got to be near them, even if that meant sitting in the library in silence as he watched them work. It was hard, not doubt. Especially when all he wanted to do is listen to them rant on and on about their interests.

Equally so, he loved how much effort they put in to understand what he likes. Texting him about his games when they couldn’t come or learning about the different rules about hockey to have conversations. In all honesty, their dedication was admirable.

He ended up introducing them to his friends, which to none of his surprise, they all equally enjoyed being around them. Their nerdy and passionate personality was enough to woo the best of the best.

The pair was surprising to most who didn’t know the two on a deeper level but to them, they fit like a puzzle piece. And most of all, it was everything Hunter could ever ask for.

Hunter laid beside them on his bed, drowning out the party that went downstairs. It was a few weeks before semester one finals and he was soaking up as much time as he could with his lover before they got caught up with work. That also meant ditching his friends at a party hosted in his house to go cuddle with them.

“Holy, you are comfortable,” His voice sounded muffled from talking into their neck, holding them against himself. He watched in the corner of his eye as they read, a small smile on his face. “Is this one of those classics made in the 1800’s that you love deeply?” He teased, rubbing their sides with calloused hands.