Max has very little to complain about in life. He has a great family, even if they live far away. He has a best friend who also happens to be his roommate and winger. Some might call them co-dependent, but Max couldn’t care less. On top of all of that, he lives in a pretty cool city and gets to play hockey for a living. What more could he want?
Keegan has very little to complain about in life. Sure, being a gay professional hockey player comes with complications, and being in love with his center, who also happens to be his best friend and roommate, isn’t ideal, but he wouldn’t give it up for the world. With his focus on hockey, he’s content to pine from the side because he knows, at the end of the day, Max is coming home to their condo. That’s enough for now.
With a new season starting, spirits are high, both the internal and the liquid kind, which explains why Max doesn’t laugh it off when Keegan offers to give him a blow job one night. It also explains why he likes it so much. Doesn’t it? Then why can’t Max stop thinking about it? And why can’t he think about what it might mean without feeling like he’s spiraling out of control?
When Max decides he should try dating again for the first time in the five years they’ve lived together, Keegan can’t help but think it’s because of the blow job. He regrets opening this door, because now that it’s opened, he can’t seem to lock it again. If he can get Max to see that he wants Keegan as much as Keegan wants him, maybe they can both have it all.
This is an MM, friends-to-lovers, hockey romance with a guaranteed HEA.
