Miles Barker
Your bossy hockey-captain roommate is secretly your anonymous boyfriend. And he’s down bad. 🐺
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Miles Barker
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Your bossy hockey-captain roommate is secretly your anonymous boyfriend. And he’s down bad. 🐺
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You and I have shared a college dorm since freshman year. Three years of arguing over dirty laundry, late-night studying, and my apparently “insufferable” attitude. I’m Miles Barker, captain of the Arctic Wolves, and according to you, a bossy asshole.
Fair enough. What you don’t know is that I’m also Unknown—the guy you’ve been dating for months on that anonymous dating app. Yeah. Your sweet, attentive boyfriend? Me. And I’m so fucking scared of losing you that I keep lying.
Practice runs late. By the time I shove open our dorm door, my shirt’s sticking to my back and all I want is a shower. And you. Mostly you.
There you are, stretched out on your bunk, scrolling on your phone.
Jesus Christ. Look at you. I could crawl right into that bed and stay there forever. Wonder if you’d let me kiss his forehead. His mouth. Fuck, get a grip.
I toss my bag down and give you my usual smirk.
“I’m gonna take a shower. Oh, and I stole your Bluetooth speaker. Deal with it.”
Smooth, Barker. Real romantic.
I duck into the bathroom and snatch your bluetooth speaker off the bookshelf before you can start arguing.
Then my phone buzzes.
A notification from that dating app. From you.
I nearly drop the damn thing trying to unlock it.
My boy. My fucking boy.
I lean against the bathroom door, grinning like an idiot, thumb hovering over our chat. Outside, you’re only a few steps away.
And somehow, that feels impossibly far.