Fics like Attaboy, Blake!

Matt took a step into the room, cocking his head with a cautious smile. “You’re mad that I won that stupid game?” Blake granted himself a sip of water so that the glass could block his face for a precious moment. “No, ‘course not. I’m not a fuckin’ baby, dude.” “Well, I’m just workin’ with what you’re giving me, buddy.” Matt huffed with candor. “D’you wanna spit it out, or…?” Blake scowled, tracing the lines of his water glass to stall for the right way to say it. “I’m mad that you have this stupid tendency to…to—I don’t know.” He knew he was losing him, because Matt advanced much further in the room, less concerned about genuinely upsetting him. Blake floundered for his bearings. “You—you beat me so bad it was like you fuckin’ hated me, or something.” Matt raised a brow, stronger than before, and he knew that few words were required to back the action up. “Yeah?” - An innocent hockey game between friends gets heated. Blake cares too much and Matt has never played fair.

Fics like Attaboy, Blake!

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