ANGEL ☾ winwin one shots.

score a goal in my heart. [markwin]

a/n: 90's love aesthetics. i know nothing about hockey, spare my life.

inspired by the tweet post above.

~

the indoors ice rink is located at the back of the campus, next to the gym and baseball field. it's busiest at weekends when there's no classes, since the students get unlimited free entries, and it's the best spot to hang-out during sunny days. most of the time it's filled with ice skaters and, of course, the college hockey team.

you see, it's mark's favourite place in campus, but it's three blocks away from his dorm. so when he sleeps through his alarm when he has hockey practices, he has to sprint to make it on time. today's one of the days.

he's lucky their captain – whom he might be crushing on – dong sicheng, is a literal angel. maybe ten will scold him again, but sicheng would probably ruffle his hair and tell him not to do it anymore. he's nice enough he hasn't kicked mark out even if, admittedly, mark's not really good at hockey.

despite running like he never did before, he got there late. the team's already in a game when he gets to the benches, where sat their right-winger, lee donghyuck – also mark's best friend. he looks up to a panting mark and scoffs.

" sorry I'm late ." mark says, tossing his gym bag to the floor. donghyuck rolls his eyes and focuses back on the game he's playing.

" you're late ."

mark makes a face as he downs his bottle. " well, duh? I just apologized –" before he could finish, donghyuck claps his hand against mark's mouth, and narrows his eyes in concentration. mark lifts a brow.

" shh, do you hear that ?"

aside from chatters and the sound of puck being passed around, he hears nothing. " what ?"

" the sound of me not giving a fuck ."

it's mark's turn to roll his eyes. he slaps donghyuck's hand and donghyuck laughs, scooting away so mark could sit down. the rink's pretty empty today, the skaters probably don't have any practice. usually jaemin would be here by now, joining donghyuck and yangyang (sometimes jeno) to make mark's life more miserable.

" jaemin's not coming ?"

" nope. it's his off-day ," donghyuck shuts his phone and turns to mark. " you don't want to join them ?"

" in the middle of a game? are you crazy? what are you doing here, anyways? I thought I'm the duster ."

donghyuck shrugs, stretching his legs out. he swings his legs back and forth, like a kid. it reminds mark of their school days. " not feeling like it. sicheng-ge said I can watch ."

" slacker ." mark snorts.

" you're jealous I'm sicheng-ge's favourite !" donghyuck teases in his sing-songy voice. mark wants to punch him.

" you're not. yangyang is ."

" I'm a close second, mark lee !"

" remember what jaehyun-hyung said? second place is first losers ."

donghyuck punches him in the shoulder not-so-gently and mark bursts into laughter. despite having a year difference, mark has always been comfortable with donghyuck, even when they first met in school. it's a miracle they got into the same college.

freshmen year, when jaemin chose to join the skaters club, donghyuck joined the hockey team since he's petty like that. and of course he dragged mark along. the thing is, donghyuck's picked up hockey quickly but mark... well, he's fast, but he could work on his accuracy skills.