@brvkenhecrts
I should be allowed to play games and kiss my wife all day. that should be my job
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“ nervous ? not at all , ” jimmy huffed , downing the remainder of whisky he’d had in the low glass beside him. crowds still freaked him out. he’d gone for playing for his father , to playing for his father and his wife , to playing for a small venue , to crowds like this over such a short period of time. the pressure to perform was high. if he wanted to make that second album , to produce all those songs that he had in his repertoire ready to go … he needed to prove himself. “ fuckin’ shitting myself. this is a lot of people. ”
The others reaction to his question warranted a small chuckle from the male. It was always the same story, it wasn’t like the male himself was even immune to the way his palms got a little clammy as he shoved them into their gloves and stepped on the ice. An arena full of people looking at him over everyone to carry the team to a win. It was daunting. “I’d say picture them naked but I don’t think that’s actually going to do much for you.” He had tried it and it had never worked in the past. “You’ll be fine..If you’re not I can just like come out mid set and take my shirt off?”
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“i don’t know what you’re talking about.” jackson said with a roll of his eyes, barely even paying attention when puck is shot in between his legs and into the net behind him, unable to help but roll his eyes and let out a groan of annoyance. he had been stoic and quiet, simply trying to put on the act that everything was fine for the sake of mallory and hadley, but found himself so close to falling apart. “dude, will you stop it? there’s nothing to talk about, alright? it happened, it sucked, and now everything’s…back to normal. just drop it.”
“Yea you never do because you seem insistent on being some sort of brick wall lately, I used to think you were bad but this is a whole new level of pathetic.” He didn’t know what he was supposed to do to make it better because he’d been the same and at times worse but something in him had seemingly changed. “Do you wanna speak to Bristol, would she help?” Was it odd to be offering out his wife to his best friend given that it was also his ex wife? Maybe but as he came to a stop in front of him on the ice it was one of the only things he could think of. “Or I could pad you up, bring out some rookies and you can go smash?”
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a side eye is given shortly as angel starts to tease him , & in truth , there’s no one other he’ll be coming for this kind of advice other than him . don’t get him wrong , he would do anything for carter but there’s certain things the pop singer doesn’t understand ( nor does ace particularly blames him ) that angel does . commitment now , being one of them . the more he listens to the other explain what it feels like , the more he finds himself …. well shit , actually seeing his pov . the hockey player is near unrecognizable now & a couple of months ago when he was still a full - on player , a commitment - phobe in every aspect of the world until he let his guards down around florence . ❝ i see , ❝ it’s all he voices in return , head moving as his icy hues focus elsewhere , zoned into his own thoughts for a moment . the ache in his lungs is almost unbearable because he wants to say it … he also needs to tell her … what ? that she’s lovely & brave & better than anything he deserves ? that he’s twisted , wrong , but no so broken that he couldn’t pull himself together into being the best version of himself for her ? that without meaning to , he now leans on her , looks for her , needs her ? ❝ shit , ❝ the word escapes the male , eyes closing as his fingers start to massage his lids , as if trying to get away from a painful headache . ❝ i think she’s the fucking love of my life , man , ❝ he confesses , for the first time in the open instead of keeping it to himself .
he doesn’t mean to laugh, he really doesn’t, it’s just almost too amusing to watch as the other slowly goes through the motions that angel himself had been through recently. it was a terrifying thought, and that was saying something for men like them, fear wasn’t a large factor of hockey, they fought, scrapped, grown men threw each other around the ice like they were nothing. a mentality that angel had long since carried off of the ice. but when it came to their hearts? people like angel and ace had buried them away a long time ago, frozen them from ever really being a part of their life then they happened. the fucking one. and it didn’t matter what walls had been put up, how good a defence they had constructed, the girls had gotten through without any real effort at all even if the boys hadn’t noticed it. “makes you feel like you’re heaving a heart attack doesn’t it?” he breathed out slowly as he reached for another beer from the cooler, popping off the cap and handing it over to the male who looked like he was in desperate need. “doesn’t get any less terrifying let me tell you, that tiny woman owns my ass, i look for her everywhere, feel like it gets a little harder to move the longer i’m away from her, i’m whipped and i have had way longer to get used to it than you have.”
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it had been difficult to pry him from mallory and hadley’s side nowadays, but after her insisting that they were fine and that he needed to get out of the house, he took angel up on his offer to come down to the rink and hang out a bit. skating around the ice as he hit one of the pucks towards the net, only to miss it, his head far from being in the right place to even focus on the game the two were playing, head lifts up at angels words. “huh?” he said with a furrow of his brows. “ain’t nothing to talk about, everything’s fine, just like we all knew it was gonna be, right?”
he’d seen his friends in some ways before, but this was new even for him, the angry version of jackson had been less terrifying than this because at least he knew that the male was feeling something. now he seemed to be on full scale lock down when it came to any feelings, he wasn’t even funny anymore. “you’re quite literally the worst you know that.” angel sighed before he sent the puck back towards the male, the small black circle sliding straight between his legs, it was sad playing someone that sucked so very hard. “you know if you talk to someone you’re not going to like combust or make the world end right?”
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closed starter for jimmy | @spctlights
The crowds would never get old, but they did get less daunting the more you were in them. Watching the crowds form outside Angel sipped at the beer he had been given. The charity events were always the funnest because they were a whole hoard of people brought together from different backgrounds. There were athletes, movie stars, models and musicians - some veterans to the game like he was now and much to his delight, new faces. Coming to a stop beside the male Angel gave a small nod towards the people they could see from where they were perched in the high rise. “You getting used to it yet or do you still want to puke at the thought of being nice to that many people?!” The male taunted softly.
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closed starter for jackson | @rxscss
He hadn’t seen the other male since he had left him tucked into a hospital room with his family but he knew that man needed time. To digest, to recover, to come to his senses hopefully because Jackson was a man in denial if Angel had ever seen one but that was how it went he supposed. Not everyone led so freely with their heart the way he had, he and Bristol was an exception he guessed. When the other showed up at the rink during practice Angel had figured he needed to talk it out and keeping him on the ice with him would hopefully cool him out, literally. Skating backwards so that he could keep his gaze on the male he rubbed at the cap on his head. “You ready to talk about it properly yet?! “
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If it hadn’t been obvious on their wedding night, ever since he had married Bristol it had become pretty obvious that she came with a lot of weird friends. Luckily Angel had gotten good with weird way before he was ever famous and even if he hadn’t, if it meant Bristol was happy Angel would figure it out. Watching as the other male attempted to put the BBQ together so that they could grill their tea outside tonight whilst Bristol did whatever it was she had decided she had to do whilst the boys bonded, Angel suppressed a small laugh. “You can just ask for help any time you know…”
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“ i like to think i would’ve found my way to you somehow , “ cheeky smile on features as she thumbs at his beard . truthfully , she couldn’t imagine was her life would be like right now without him at her side . she didn’t want to think about it , he was here and so help she’d never let him stray too far . he was her person , she had no doubt about that . “ fine , “ grumpy pout to her lips , “ sticky notes of crossword puzzles on my body will do the trick , “ hazel hues peer up at him , mischievous look etched onto features as she awaits his reaction , “ my naked body , “ she mouths . there was a playfulness to them that she’d always cherish , it was how this all had started and she was happy to see it never changed . angel was genuinely her best friend , wrapped up in the most beautiful mans body . she was a lucky girl . “ what am i ? chop liver ? “ hand over heart as she gasped . although she supposed the moments of her being a full fledged decker were dwindling . lashes flutter at his words , “ i love you , “ she mouths before they make their way up to the counter . the cameras outside drowned out by her joy . at some point in her life she’d found a way to just ignore all the flashes , the noise and enjoy what was meant to be private moments for what they were . papers slip across the counter , bristol beaming at the woman then up at angel . “ do you wanna do the honors first , “ fiddling with the pen in her hand .
“you better have, felt like i was getting older by the day out here B, couldn’t even keep up with the rookies this year.” it was a lie, just a small one, but they both knew it, angel had been keeping up with the rookies each year since he was one. both himself and ace had always been the front of the pack when it came to girls and partying, he had lost count of how many times puck bunnies had planted themselves in his bed before he had even got there himself but he didn’t want any of it anymore. all he wanted was peace and quiet and the woman that was currently tucked into his arm. How he had watched her belong to someone else for so long and never known that she was meant to be his he had no idea, jackson was an idiot for letting her go but he was eternally grateful for it. “Oh you put them on your body and they’re going to be my new favorite pastime, you should know though the only thing i’ll be using to write my answers is my tongue.” and god did he love her too, so much he didn’t think it was possible for his heart to grow anymore. he loved her more than he had ever even thought he could love anyone after hannah and that was how he knew that this was the right thing. taking the pen from her angel signed on the dotted line before stepping aside to allow her to do the same. “you’re so legally my wife it hurts babe, stuck with me forever.”
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* ◟ closed starter / angel’s place , 8:30pm . / @fvckangcl
teammates & best friends is what the two had been since the beginning , since unexperienced ace joined ranks of the best players in the world after signing with the la kings years ago . so , if there’s anyone the male bishop comes for advice on serious matters or if he needs someone to steady him down when his temper gets a little out of hand : there’s angel . the pair’s watching a game , drinking beer & being boys per usual when ace starts to act a little weird , the words already at the tip of his tongue but unable to speak them . ❝ so … can i ask you something ? ❝ he starts off when there’s a halftime , shifting on the couch . ❝ i’m just like , wondering , nothing else , about how did you know … with bristol ? like , how did you know that’s it ? ❝
it was odd, the pair of them had always had chill time but it seemed lately the hockey players were leaving their teammates to party for more often and the two of them found comfort in this. beer and a good game, quiet time, they were ultimately domesticated and it was odd and right all at once. “well that sounds terrifying.” the male turned his head at his best friends question, a scoff passed between them before he continued. “i...” angel found himself pausing as he looked back at ace. he knew the other was dating and he wondered exactly where this was going but who the hell was he to judge. “i just look at her and she’s - i can’t even really put it into words, i’d give her the fucking world man, hockey, fame, the money, i’d give it all up for her but i also know i don’t have to. she’s eveything. i don’t feel like i’m me anymore really these days unless i’m with her.”
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“ is that what we’re doing now ? “ dramatic flip of her hair , as she beams up at him “ praising your injuries ? “ quiet laugh as she runs ring clad hand over his hair as�� if she were still concerned about an injury from the prior year . “ looks like now you can’t say no to the crossword puzzles , huh ? “ brow raising slightly at him , “ i think i’ll just start leaving them around random spots in the house , “ she teases , although she can’t help but to think it might be a good idea . lips twist together at his question . her dad and brother were very protective , even more so now , for good reason she would admit . “ a few , “ she says as if it were nothing , her faith in his ability to win her family over was sky high . she knew they’d love him immediately . how could anyone not ? she thought . “ mama decker already has your back though , “ her mom was easy to win over , if you made bristol smile she loved you . “ full commando in front of your mom ? “ shaking her head to rid herself of the laugh edging past her lips . “ if that makes you happy , “ teasing tone returns . noticing the people in front of them were starting to finishing up she looks up at angel , grip on him tightening just a bit . “ who would’ve thought , “ she says with a content sigh , she surely didn’t foresee this that day at the grocery store but here they were and she wouldn’t replace this moment for anything in the world .
“look i mean if my head wasn’t built of such strong stuff and could handle so many concussions then you wouldn’t be mrs bristol griffin now would you?” he should have known he was going to marry this girl when she had schooled him on how to make the best mac n cheese and then had proceeded to almost match him on how much she had managed to eat when she had plated them both up. “you can leave them around the house all you want, i’ll pay no attention to them.” he had barely taken note of anything she had left around the house, not because he didn’t notice, the male spied each little change she had made to the once masculine dominated space but the idea simply spread a warmth through his chest that he couldn’t help cherishing. she was at home with him, right where she belonged and he couldn’t be happier. “mama decker is my favorite decker.” and his wife could argue with him all she wanted, but he had her firmly rooted in team griffin now so the sentence was wholy allowed with his reasoning. “i thought you would know by now, that anything you do makes me happy.” hearing them called to the front of the line angel beamed, people had already snapped a couple of photos of them but he’d claim he’d lost his licence or whatever he needed too. all he could really be bothered about was registering the papers that confirmed they were sure as hell, legally stuck with each other forever.
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what challenge would you like to see your best friend take on?
ace? i don't know i think that man takes on just about anything you throw at him? if we count in jackson i'd like to see him actually learn to open his heart.
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He in a cap 🤏🏻🥹
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Addison had told her brother Dexter that forcing her to go to a single’s speed dating event would be a massive waste of time, and she’d been right. The conversations had all gone pretty well, but she’d either answered a bunch of questions about her famous brother or gotten asked a lot of questions about the Olympics and World Cup. None of the conversations had created a spark, and she just couldn’t help but wonder if there was a girl out there for her. With a sigh, she’d decided to go to the bar after it was all over to get one last drink before heading home. She found herself a bit hungry too, but not enough to finish the whole flatbread she was eyeing on the menu by herself. So, in true Addison fashion, she lightly got the attention of the person beside her. “Hi. This may sound weird, but I’m sort of hungry and wanting to drown my sorrows in carbs, but well, I definitely won’t finish a whole pepperoni flatbread by myself. Would you be interested in splitting it?”
Bars after practice had been a long standing practice for the LA Kings, it was a tradition now that had the boys stating it was bad luck if they broke the track record and as the Captain it was his legal bound duty to join in. Once upon a time he’d have never even had to be invited, he’d been the first once there but with Bristol at home it was harder to want to do anything other than be home to love her. Still, he was a team player after all and he found himself parked at the bar, watching as his team caused a riot and he enjoyed a quiet beer, enjoying the vibes they brought to everyone around them. As the voice next to him pulled him from his daze he offered the woman a smile, a nod following. “You’re willingly giving up food? You ok?” He asked, a hint of teasing surrounding his words. “You seen the size of me I’ll eat just about anything you offer me along with half this bar. I’d be careful offering up to share.”
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lips purse with a shrug of his shoulders, taking another long sip from his drink. “i don’t know, i’ve banged bristol decker plenty of times and it didn’t have me swearing off all women forever, but that’s just me.” he said, holding his hands up in defense. “and don’t give me that ‘i’m gonna kick your ass’ look, it was way before you and you’re the one banging your best buds ex wife, don’t start with me.”
he was aware that johnny had his own past with bristol, it had been hard to miss that headline but it didn’t bother him. if they were going to have that type of relationship he’d be screwed given the length of his own wrap sheet. “i know. but everyone’s allowed to make mistakes, even bristol don’t worry johnny boy i’m not mad at you.” he taunted lightly as he looked back at him with a shake of his head. “i just think when it’s the girl it hits different you know. i want her for life not just a night.”
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