for WIP wednesday, here's some bedknight! working title "walkaway connor" where connor leaves for the olympic break in 2026 and just.. never comes back. spencer runs into him by chance in 2030 on vacation, and their meeting is less than ideal
“I don’t schedule my life around hockey anymore, sorry,” Connor said, and before Spencer could answer, one of Connor’s bros rocked up, throwing an arm around Connor and tugging him in close.
“You a friend of Ceej’s?” The guy asked, and Spencer wasn’t sure he’d heard him right. The guy must have seen the confusion on his face, because he continued, “my boy CJ here!” voice full of drunk affection and standing too close to Connor for Spencer’s liking.
Spencer just stared at Connor, who looked away. “Connor James,” he mumbled, and it hit Spencer just how hard Connor had worked to distance himself from who he’d been four years ago.
“We’re headed up the beach to La Vaquita if you wanna join?” Connor’s friend offered, putting an obnoxiously exaggerated accent on the name, but before Spencer could answer, Connor did it for him.
“He doesn’t. Come on, Brett,” he turned to walk away, and Spencer wasn’t going to let him leave, not after four years.
“Hey, wait. Bedsy, come on, we-”
Connor whirled back around at him. “That’s not my fucking name,” he hissed, shoving Spencer back and practically bolting for the exit. Spencer was stunned into stillness, wanting to go after him but paralyzed where he stood, blood running cold and shame rushing through him. Brett was staring, mouth partly open, shock written clear across his face.
