and when macklin gets on his knees in front of ostapchuk then whattttt. in the middle of the locker room theres still people milling about but nobody’s gonna question macklin and osty gets kinda flustered like heyy whatre you doing down there but macklin just stares at him and then stares at his crotch like hes asking osty to get on with it even though hes the one that initiated

macklin who doesn’t like seeing himself as small and dainty (due to repressed urges and toxic masculinity and always being the youngest and the one looked at most) noticing his on-ice chemistry with cherny (taller, bigger, russian*) going… maybe i can indulge maybe i can have it just once. seeing as this is temporary and thus isnt truly real. and then having to painfully realize that nobody has direct telepathic access to his brain and he can’t just go to cherny and say “please 🥺” and have all his fantasies fulfilled at once. cherny patiently having to draw every desire out of macklin’s mouth one word at a time cause he wants to understand what the fuck is going on and it makes macklin regret this idea more and more but cherny has his arms on macklin’s sides asking him whats up and he cant run cant leave his lightning speed pulse is about to consume his entire being but if theres one thing he knows he cant do its back down.