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Like saying the words “I’m gay” to the entire world will somehow give me unicorn powers and I’ll start farting rainbows and scoring on the ice.
Sweet Neil Patrick Harris, I’m fucked.
“Beatle!” Matt Jackson’s husband says and crash-tackles Clark into a hug.
“Ollie and Lennon have Taylor Swift levels of bad blood,” Jet says.
That’s only a few steps below “I can’t remember my address” and right on the verge of asking profound questions like “Do penguins have nipples?”
want to hate you but can’t.”
But even though I tested at a higher than average intelligence as a child, I never said I did smart things.
Do something he shouldn’t. Like me? He should do me.
“No, but the gay is strong with this one.
“I meant their names. Daniel and Dylan. You know a name that doesn’t have a D in it? Ollie.”
“What about your gym screams inclusivity? Pride flags on the walls or is it in some membership rule book under tiny font no one reads?
“Because after that? I don’t care if we were lying to them. I want something real. I want …”
“I want you too,” I whisper.
“Hey, Damon, you know my boyfriend, right?”
now he’s the guy I want to have a future with if this doesn’t all blow up in our faces.
“This isn’t the way I wanted this to happen, but now that it is, we can only look forward, and when I see my future, I see you.”
Not when I’ve found someone who takes me out of the game long enough to realize there’s a whole other world out there that doesn’t involve my skates and hockey stick.
“I know him. I know him better than I know anyone else, because he’s me.”
but we’re entitled to come out how and when we want. No one should take that from another person.”
Bjorn:. So I understand why you’ve been avoiding me since that day in the locker room when I said some hurtful words. Well, one word. I truly am sorry for my stupidity and want you to know I fully support you as a teammate and respect the hell out of you as a friend … if you don’t want to punch me, that is. If you want to punch me, go ahead. Free shot. I’m sorry for being an ignorant prick.
“Even if Sports Illustrated is my dream job, you’re my actual dream. Giving us a real shot is what I want.”
“Confident. Because I know there will never be another guy who understands me like you do. Who doesn’t only support me but encourages me to do what’s right for me. You’re the most selfless person I know, and you’re perfect for me. If I could give you the world, I would.”
“I know what I want from you.” “What?” “Happiness.” I huff a loud breath of relief. “That’s the easiest thing you could’ve asked for.”
“Think of me like a cake. Hockey is the base—the plain sponge that’s the core element. You’re the icing—the best part. The reason you eat the cake to begin with.”
but some characters who weren’t even supposed to exist are attention whores. *cough cough* TALON *cough* JET.