#wj53

[toasttt11]

early

summary: coming home to her boyfriend and accidentally spoiling his surprise

wyatt johnston x reader

She walked inside to their shared apartment and quietly slipped her shoes and jacket off and put her keys in the bowl by the front table, the bowl that will always make her smile everytime she looks at it because Wyatt painted it during one of their pottery dates.

She titled her head curiously hearing sounds wondering what Wyatt is doing. It was Valentine’s day and they had spent the morning in bed eating breakfast that Wyatt ordered for them.

They both had to go to work for a few hours but had plans for dinner tonight. She walked through their apartment and leaned on the doorway of the kitchen watching Wyatt with a fond glaze.

Wyatt currently had over six different flowers and seemed to be making a bouquet by hand and he had trimmed every stem.

It was a bit messy but cute and just so Wyatt.

She shifted and the floor creaked and he immediately looked up, “No no no you’re not supposed to be home till three!” Wyatt panicked as he realized she saw what he was making.

“Wy love it is three.” She softly said to him back giving a gentle but amused smile.

He looked and the clock and Wyatt let out a loud sigh his head dropping, “I lost track of time.” He mumbled sadly wanting to surprise her.

“I can go and come back in a few minutes?” She offered not liking how sad he was that he wasn’t finished before she came back.

Wyatt let out a small sigh and shook his head and he lifted his head giving a soft smile, “Come here.” He held out his hand, he didn’t want her to think he wasn’t happy to see her come home, he is, he is always happy to see her come home.

She softly padded over to him setting her hand in his hand and his arm wrapped around her waist pulling her into him and he leaned down pressing a kiss to her cheek, “Hi.” Wyatt softly whispered his nose softly nudging against her cheek

“Hi.” She smiled happily sighing happily as she leaned into him.

Wyatt pressed a kiss to the top of her head, “How about you help me tie the bow?” Wyatt offered knowing there is no point pretending what he doing anymore.

She nodded and stepped closer to the counter as Wyatt stepped behind her with his arms in either side of her as he rolled the brown paper around the bouquet ends and she grabbed the ribbon that is in her favorite color and tied it around the bouquet.

“How is it?” Wyatt asked her softly pressing a kiss to her cheek before resting his chin on her shoulder, this was the first time he ever tried to make a flower bouquet.

“Perfect.” She mumbled back with a fond smile, it was prefect because Wyatt made it.

[jnhstn]

everyone look at my polite cat

[shatteredlenstx]

I don't know about you, but Wyatt's feelin' 22!

Happy Birthday WyJo!

[marlboro-barbie]

happy birthday lion heart ❤️

[wyattsjohnston]

my favorite thing about wyatt johnston is that he looks at everyone with so much love

[ijustdontlikepeople]

WyJo + Harls Aesthetic

[quinnhug43]

alright i’m rooting dallas for the cup bc of this guy

[ivyrosewater]

Here's a preview of all of my upcoming works! I'm doing my best to work on them but it's definitely a slow process! 🫶🫶

QH43 -- Can I Get Your Number?: When the Hughes Bowl rolls around, otherwise known as the Canucks vs. Devils game, you obviously have to come and support your boyfriend. The only problem is, no one knows you two are together, and all Quinn’s given you to help is his jersey.

JH86 -- Teach Me?: As Jack’s new girlfriend, all he wants to do is show you off. You’ve been on a few dates before, but your first real opportunity to present it to the public is at the family skate. But. the thing is, you don’t quite know how to skate even the slightest bit.

LH43 -- I Hate Horror Movies: On a cozy night in on one of Luke’s off days, you decide on a movie date night. You both decide to surprise each other with your movie choices, and you decide on a horror movie, not knowing how much Luke hates them.

SJ24 -- One Beautiful Mistake: You and Seth have been dating for over a year, everything going in the right direction, even moving in together already. But one day, you find out you’re pregnant, and you just don’t know how to tell him.

NH13 -- Under Wraps: Keeping a relationship hidden from the media is one thing. Hiding one from your nosy and protective brothers was even harder, especially one involving the younger two’s team captain, the one and only Nico Hischier.

CM8 -- Behind the Scenes: a Hockey Boyfriend: When you first start dating a hockey player, there’s much to learn. One of the most important is learning all about hockey, especially when your boyfriend is the one and only Cale Makar, and when you are completely lost when it comes to all things hockey.

WJ53 -- Home is Where the Heart Is: You and Wyatt have been together as long as he’s been playing in the NHL, having gotten together senior year of high school in Ontario. Long distance has been a struggle, to say the least, but you do your best to show up to a few games here and there with your busy college schedule. After a contract is signed to keep Wyatt on the Stars, you decide to surprise him by moving to Dallas too.

LD29 -- Take Me Into Your Loving Arms: Leon has always tended to be hard on himself, especially during losses. When his team makes it all the way to the Stanley Cup Finals, only to lose it all in the end, he’s distraught. Thankfully, he has you waiting at home for him just a flight away, more than ready to comfort him through it all.

CB98 -- Meet Me in Chicago: Connor knew you were special from the day he met you, all the way back in middle school. He had the biggest crush on you for years and years, but he never had the courage to ask you out, missing out on his opportunity when hockey took over his life. When he got drafted by Chicago, the last thing he expected was for you to follow, but it turned out you also were going to college there. It was a sign, and now that he was in the big leagues, there was no way you could say no, right?

TZ11 -- Break the Ice: Trevor’s life has revolved around hockey for as long as he could remember. He’d been taught all his life that ice was meant to be used for hockey, not by dainty figure skaters. So what happens when a scheduling mishap makes the Ducks have to share the ice with you, an up and coming figure skater, for a week?

AS37 -- Good Luck Charm: Andrei has never believed in silly superstitions, finding them a waste of time when he had plenty of other things to worry about. That is, until you, his girlfriend of a few months, shows up unexpectedly to one of his home games, and he scores not once, not twice, but gets a hattie.

MR73 -- May Flowers: Matt, your long-time boyfriend knows your two favorite things like the back of his hand; spring and flowers. So, when his team is officially knocked out of the playoffs, it’s the perfect spring weather he needs to take you on a picnic date of your dreams in blossoming Central Park.  

LN4 -- Dumb Ways to Meet: Lando has always been a reckless and aggressive driver on the roads, everyone knew that. You, on the other hand, have been anything but, always managing to keep your cool even in the stupidity other drivers cause. The last thing you expected was to meet an F1 driver, and especially not in this situation; in a car crash.

CL16 -- Life In the Fast Lane: Charles often got frustrated with the engineers of Ferarri. Often times, the strategy didn’t make sense, and the races usually ended poorly because of it. When the new season rolls around, they have replaced his race engineer, bringing you in instead, a talented engineer that used to work for Mercedes. Things immediately start to look up, him ending up on the podium for the past few races, and all because of you. On top of it all, he can’t help but fall for you, loving to hear your voice guiding him to victory. Will he risk it all by getting with you, or will he let you drive by just as fast as the cars around him do?

MV1 -- Hey Jealousy: Max was a person that got upset easily, that much was obvious. So when he gets with you, one of the top mechanics for Ferarri, something is practically certain to go wrong. Everyone else knew you and Charles were only good friends, but in Max’s eyes it was anything but friendly, resulting in a jealous and grouchy Redbull racer.

OP81 -- All Fun and Games: You and Oscar loved to play video games together, as it was something simple you two could bond over. The only thing that you haven’t played before is his racing simulator. When you bring it up that you want to try, Oscar is only the slightest bit hesitant, but he does let you try one round on it. It certainly caught him off guard though when you ended up beating his best time on the circuit.

LH44 -- No Risk, No Reward: Lewis was always a calm and collected driver, making calculated decisions and overtakes. So, when he gets crashed into during qualifying and spins out into the barriers, you can’t help but immediately panic and worry about him the entire time until you know he’s okay.

CS55 -- How Do You Say It?: Carlos has always loved to call you countless nicknames and give you sweet messages in Spanish. The thing is, you don’t always understand them. So, you decided to take matters into your own hands and learn Spanish on your own, but it’s not nearly as good as being taught by your Spanish boyfriend.

The Grid -- The Art of Being Spoiled: the times your sugar daddy boyfriends have tried (and succeeded) in spoiling you.

[chicletsbian]

saw a man so beautiful i started crying

[hockeyluvrr]

i rolled a 1 with wyatt johnston and won prompt 3!

thanks for requesting, hope you like it!!

MASTERLIST

word count: 1,056

angst prompt #3: "I wish I could hate you, but I just miss you."

The cold of the rink hadn't left your bones as you stood outside the arena, the weight of everything pressing down on your chest. The crowd had thinned, most of them heading home after the game, but you stayed behind. You weren't sure why—maybe it was to get one last glimpse of him, or maybe you just didn't want to admit it was really over.

The relationship that had once been so effortless had unraveled, piece by piece, until all that remained were the raw, jagged edges of your heart. It hurt to even think about the words you had exchanged. The silence that followed. The way things between you two had changed.

You leaned against the side of the building, the cold wind biting at your skin as it carried the sound of distant conversations from inside. He’d played a brilliant game, but you couldn’t bring yourself to cheer for him tonight. Not after everything.

Not after the way he’d walked away.

It had started like any other relationship: easy, simple, full of smiles and laughter. But with time, the cracks had begun to show. You knew it was happening—you felt it long before the arguments started. The first time you noticed him pulling away, the first time he looked at you like you were a stranger. It wasn’t sudden, but it felt like it all happened at once.

You hadn’t been enough. That was the reality you couldn’t avoid.

A car door slammed, pulling you out of your thoughts. You looked up and saw him—Wyatt. He stood a few feet away, his hockey bag slung over his shoulder, his posture stiff. His face was hard to read, but the way his eyes met yours told you everything.

He hadn’t come looking for you. He wasn’t sure if he even wanted to see you. But here you were, both caught in a moment you couldn’t escape.

For a second, neither of you moved. The words you both had left unsaid hung in the cold air between you, each of you too proud—or too broken—to speak first.

Then, Wyatt took a step toward you, the sound of his boots crunching on the gravel a reminder of how far you had drifted.

"I didn’t think you’d still be here," he said quietly, his voice laced with exhaustion. It wasn’t angry, but there was a weariness to it. Like he was tired of the whole situation.

"I didn’t think I would be either," you replied, your voice betraying you, cracking with emotion. It felt like the years of hurt and unanswered questions were finally bubbling to the surface. You wanted to scream at him, demand answers for everything, but instead, all you could do was stand there, feeling your heart break all over again.

Wyatt’s eyes softened, just a little, but there was something else there too—a hint of guilt, maybe, or regret. He ran a hand through his hair, his breath visible in the cold night air. He looked like he was about to say something, but then he hesitated.

"I didn’t mean to hurt you," he said quietly, his voice barely above a whisper. "I never meant for things to end like this."

You felt a pang in your chest at his words. It wasn’t enough. It wasn’t nearly enough. You had loved him, truly loved him, and now here you were—staring at him with nothing but a dull ache where your heart used to be.

"You did, though," you said, your voice barely audible as you tried to hold back the tears. "You hurt me, Wyatt. You pushed me away, and I don’t even know why."

He looked down, guilt washing over his face, but he didn’t have an answer. He never did.

The silence stretched on, heavy and suffocating. Neither of you moved. Neither of you said what you both needed to say.

"I wish I could hate you," you whispered, your voice barely audible, the words slipping out before you could stop them. "I really do. But I just miss you."

Wyatt’s eyes snapped up to meet yours, his face stricken with pain. The words hit him like a punch to the gut, and for a moment, you saw him falter. You saw him feel it—the same ache that you’d been carrying for so long.

He swallowed hard, his throat tight. "I don’t know what you want me to say," he replied, his voice broken, almost pleading. "I know I messed up. But I didn’t know how to fix it. I didn’t know how to make it right, and now... now I don’t know if I can."

You shook your head, tears threatening to spill over. "You shouldn’t have let it get this far," you said, your voice trembling. "You shouldn’t have walked away from me like that."

Wyatt closed his eyes, as though the weight of your words was too much to bear. He stood there, looking lost, as if he didn’t recognise the person in front of him. As if he didn’t recognise the love you had once shared.

And maybe he didn’t.

"I’m sorry," he said again, but this time, the words were empty. They didn’t mean anything anymore.

The silence was deafening, and this time, it wasn’t a comfortable quiet. It was a space that would never be filled again.

"You’ve already said that," you whispered, barely audible. "But it’s too late."

With those words, the last remnants of hope you had been holding on to faded away. The love you thought would never end had withered, leaving only the broken pieces behind.

Wyatt opened his mouth, but no words came. He wanted to say something, to make it right, but he didn’t know how. And you didn’t know if there was a way to fix this, either.

You took a shaky breath and turned away from him. You could feel him standing there, frozen, as if he wanted to reach out and pull you back, but neither of you moved.

It was over.

The hardest part wasn’t the ending. It was realising that, in the end, all you had left were the memories of what used to be. And as you walked away, your heart shattered, piece by piece, because you knew the truth:

You would never stop missing him.

[toasttt11]

thief

prompt- “sweetheart, you look cute, but i’m gonna need the sweater.” 

“Love! Have you seen my hoodie i left on the dresser?” Wyatt called out from the bathroom, having set out the hoodie on their dresser the night before as he had to wear it to his shoot he’s heading to.

“No!” She yelled back from where she was laying in their bed under the covers and she made sure to pull the blanket up more till it was right under her chin to hide what she was trying to hide.

Wyatt’s brows furrowed hearing the change in her voice and knew she knew something, especially with how often she steals all of his clothes.

“Really?” Wyatt asked skeptical as he walked out of the bathroom and saw her fully hiding under the blankets making him immediately know she had his hoodie.

“You thief!” Wyatt laughed walking over and pulling the blanket off her making her squeal and try to grab the blanket back.

“I don’t know what you’rere talking about.” She teased laughing making Wyatt smirk mischievously and hop onto the bed next to her and start tickling her.

She squealed trying to move away laughing extremely hard, Wyatt chuckled one hand holding her waist not letting her squirm away.

“Ok- i’m a thief.” She panted out between her laughs trying to catch her breath.

Wyatt smiled and stopped tickling her, he leaned pressing a kiss on both of her rosy cheeks, “Okay but i do need it.” Wyatt softly told her tugging on his sweatshirt slightly.

“But it smells like you.” She whined crossing her arms really not wanting to take his hoodie off.

“I know.” Wyatt softly agreed brushing his hand over her hair, “But i need it for the shoot and you can have it back once i get home.” Wyatt offered to his girl knowing she absolutely loves wearing his clothes especially when he is away from games and he loves seeing her in his clothes.

She narrowed her eyes at him thinking over his offer before reluctantly nodding, “Right when you get home.” She mumbled as she sadly pulled the hoodie off and very slowly handed it to him.

“Right when i get back promise.” Wyatt promised looking at her fondly as she handed him their hoodie, he pressed a kiss on her forehead, “I’ll see you in a few hours.” Wyatt smiled at her once more before getting off the bed and walking out of their room.

[shatteredlenstx]

Caught a WyHarls Gossip & Giggle moment during warmups of Game 4

[hintzy]

wyatt johnston + the internet

[wyattsjohnston]

[ WYATT JOHNSTON ]

[quinnhug43]

new baddie alert!!!