it honestly shouldn't be this hot, watching your boyfriend get all angry and rowdy mid-game... but, it's honestly the only place you get to see him so furious and almost a little manic.

Percy could be a dick to other people, you were aware of that, his team was aware of that..., but it was honestly still always a surprise when he actually pounced.

from afar, you could only make out a satisfied and smug grin, as Percy literally smacked his hockey stick into the other guy's nose, and with as much vigor as the other dude had 'accidentally' smacked Percy in the face before, when he was trying to get the puck.

a chorus of surprised noises went through the crowd, and soon enough, your boyfriend was ushered out of the rink, and into the infirmary to get his 'own bloody nose' checked...

coach wasn't happy, to say the least..., and neither was Percy.

"sorry," his head hung low as he stood there in the corridor, already waiting for you to drive him home. his bloody nose dripping all over his shirt and the carpet ― almost like a kicked puppy, that was ready to get scolded, but you could also make out his clenched jaw. he was probably still angry about getting kicked from the game... again...