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hughes-your-daddy · 2 months ago

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Idk if you listen to Sabrina but in good graces where she says “break my heart and I swear I’m moving on to your favorite athlete” and now popstar!reader is in a happy but private relationship with Quinn. Her ex thought he could win her back after buying backstage passes and thinks he’s lucky to also meet his favorite athlete backstage only to find out Quinn and reader are together and Quinn is lowkey pretty protective of her

good graces

pairing: quinn hughes x singer!reader

summary: requested above

warning: creepy ex, mild sa

“i’m excited to see you perform baby,” quinn smiles, thumb running over your knuckles as you drive to the arena in the uber.

you had been asked to perform at the nhl all star game at half time, so here you are arriving at the arena for a sound check, ahead of tonight’s performance.

a few of the hockey players would also be there to do some pr, but hopefully none of them should be watching. well, quinn has made it his mission to sneak a peek since he won’t be able to watch tonight.

you quickly arrive, hopping out and grabbing your bag. thankfully there isn’t any paparazzi yet so getting inside is easy. you get taken through to a dressing room area where you and quinn dump your stuff before he moves to meet some of the other players for their pr.

you meet your manager at the rink, seeing the stage set up ontop of the ice like it will be tonight.

“ok so we have a lineup of taste, good graces and espresso, we’ll just need to sound check good graces since it’s a new one.” the stage manager says as you nod, pulling your hoodie tighter around you as you step out onto the ice, uggs keeping your feet warm and stepping onto the stage.

you say a quick hello to your band before starting to check vocals a little bit, saving your energy for tonight you just stay by your mic stand.

you finish good graces and before the music cuts out you hear clapping. confused your eyes drift over to the side of the rink where a group of players are stood, quinn at the centre of them clapping.

you see his smile, wide across his face. as he cups his mouth sending a whoop your way. you giggle slightly at the group before going back to sound check mode, your manager speaking over your in ears.

“we good?” you ask down the mic, your sound desk man sending you a quick thumbs up. you give them one back before handing the mic off to a sound tech and hopping down heading over to quinn.

“you were great baby,” he smiles, pulling you in for a tight hug, pressing a kiss to your temple, “i love that new song,” he whispers making me chuckle.

“you like your line?” you ask seeming him grin wide, nodding his head.

“that’s my sister in law everyone.” you hear jack call out making everyone laugh.

quinn sends him a glare, luke knocking him over the head, as his teammates giggle. quinn hasn’t asked you yet, but there’s been subtle signs, from both of you even his family that you’re ready to take it to the next level.

you say a quick hello to all the other players before you heading back to the dressing room, quinn trailing behind.

“i’m gonna head back to the hotel, do you know how much longer you’ll be?” you ask, grabbing your bag and sliding quinn’s jacket on.

“probably an hour or so.” he smiles, coming up to wrap his arms around your waist, resting his heirs head in the crook of your neck. you let your hands come up tangling in the curls at the base of his neck.

“want me to grab you some lunch on the way back?” you ask, feeling his smile against your neck, nodding.

“that would be insane thank you.” he mumbles before pulling away pressing his lips to yours. you smile into the kiss letting your hands tangle further into his curls before pulling away.

“i’ll see you later baby.” he smiles before you press one more quick kiss to his lips and leaving. you stop by a small cafe on the way back getting two chicken salads and a smoothie before heading back to the hotel.

you decide to just lounge abit, watching a bit of netflix while eating and then showering, before your glam team arrive, starting to set up in the room. you change into a small tank top, easy to take on and off after your makeup and hair when quinn comes back.

“hiya baby.” he smiles pressing a quick kiss to your lips before heading off to the bedroom to have his pre game nap.

your makeup artists does your signature rosey glam, with your hair stylist doing some hollywood curls, setting them in place with some hairspray.

your hairstylist is just finishing your hair when quinn pops in, still half asleep from his nap.

“i’m gonna shower now babe, jack and luke are gonna come up so we can head down together.” he smiles as you nod.

“i just need to get my dress on so we shouldn’t be long.” you smile before he disappears to the bathroom, jumping in the shower.

your hairstylist finishes and your given your dress to change into. you quickly thank them before heading through to the bedroom, hearing the shower in the en-suite still running.

you take off your sweats and tank top, also removing your bra since you can’t wear one with your dress before jumping at the sound of a wolf whistle.

“jesus christ quinn.” you laugh, seeing him walk out with a towel hung low around his waist. he comes over, setting his hands on your waist, a few water droplets covering your chest.

“baby, i got to get ready.” you smile, pushing a few wet curls off his forehead to stop them from dripping.

“do we have to go?” he whines causing you to laugh.

“well i think your captain if you team and im performing under a contract so i think so.” you reply sarcastically before he pressing a kiss to your neck, nothing sexual, just loving since he knows he can’t actually kiss you because your makeup artist would kill him.

“hurry up and dry off so you can zip me up.” you smile, patting his chest as he laughs, moving away to get ready.

you change your panties as well, before moving across to slide your dress on. the gold slip dress, corseted top slides on over your body, opting for a strapless look.

“can you zip me up please.” you ask quinn through the mirror. he walks over, shirtless in dress pants, zipping up your dress before pressing a kiss to your shoulder.

“you look beautiful baby.” he whispers, wrapping his arms around your waist, letting his head rest on your shoulder, looking at you through the mirror.

“mmh, you should go for the shirtless look.” you giggle causing his to laugh before pulling away to finish getting ready.

you move back into the open area of your room, your stylist tying the corset before help you step into your loubiton heels.

you stand to take a few pictures before quinn comes out of the bedroom, dressed in a black suite, with a matching black tie, letting his curls breathe today, no beanie.

he stands back watching you for a bit before you motion for him to join you.

“just a few pictures babe?” you smile and he hesitates for a moment before joking you, letting you team take a few pictures before jack and luke are coming in, smiling when seeing both of you.

“hiya.” you smile giving each of them a hug.

“yous both look great.” jack smiles, pulling away as luke hugs you.

yous take a few pictures all together before your driver is ready to take all of you to the arena.

you head down to the lobby where there is a few paparazzi waiting outside the hotel since most of the players are staying here. you wave to a few, quinn’s hand staying on your lower back, offering a hand to help you into the car, before jack and luke hop in as well.

the drive isn’t too long and soon enough your stepping out heading onto the red carpet. you take a few solo pictures before quinn joins you, wrapping his arm around your waist, yours moving to the middle of his back, tapping your fingers gently, a little code you both have when in public situations.

he looks over to you, matching your smile before continuing to move down the line, jack and luke joining again for a group one before heading inside.

“love you baby, i’ll see you at half time ok?” quinn says, pulling you aside from the hustle and bustle, slipping into a side corridor.

“i did t get to tell you but you look really handsome tonight quinn.” you smile, a blush creeping on both your cheeks.

“not as hot as you though,” he smirks, leaning down to press a kiss to your lips, “can’t wait for tonight.” he mumbles against your lips before pulling away and heading down the corridor to the players room.

you giggle to yourself before heading down to your own dressing room where your glam team are setting up.

they help you out of your dress and get into some sweats and a shirt to wait in before having to get ready. you watch the game on a small monitor on the wall, before needing to get into your performance outfit, your team doing a few touchups and heading out to the arena.

you see the teams heading off before being escorted to the side of the stage which is being pushed onto the rink quickly by tech teams.

you begin performer “good graces” a new song with your back up dancers hearing the arena roar at “Break my heart, and I swear I'm movin' on with your favorite athlete.”

yours and quinn’s relationship hadn’t been quiet as such but you hadn’t made a big thing about it in public, simply just letting the public see whatever they see, you and quinn just being a regular couple, so hearing that line made the fans go crazy.

you finish up your set, waving goodbye to the arena, but one person catches your eye, someone who you thought you’d left 4 years ago, someone quinn saved you from.

your breath catches in your throat as his eyebrow raises at your eye contact before you keep your composure moving off the stage quickly walking through the corridors.

you space out, letting people move around you, someone taking your microphone, removing your mic pack before your free to go. you find your breath for a minute heading back to the dressing room, your glam team waiting outside.

“give me a minute yeh?” you say politely, flashing a small smile as they nod, letting you inside.

you quickly head in, leaning back against the door closing your eyes and taking a breath. you try to take a few calming breaths before jumping at a voice.

“very nice performance y/n.” he says, and you freeze, looking forward and seeing him, stood there, hands in pockets smirk on his face.

“that lyric huh? you knew hughes was a favourite of mine?” he asks, slowly walking over. your hand darts to the handle, but his is quicker grabbing your wrist.

“what do you want?” you ask, voice wavering of slightly, his grip tightening around your waist.

“i want you back, fuck that hughes boy.” he says getting closer, before he drags you away from the door, flinging you into the small sofa, your head hitting the wall, sending you into a dazed world.

he lets out a small chuckle before you see his blurry figure walk towards you again, towering over your figure.

“you always were good to me.” he says, leaving down, as you try to squirm away. you feel your breathing pick up, his grip tightening one again on each of your wrists, pining you down from moving. you feel tears well up and slowly fall, as your body starts to succumb to what’s happening.

“get the fuck off of her,” you hear a voice yell before he’s being pulled off of you by security, quinn wrapping you up in his arms, “baby, i’m here, breathe baby.�� he soothes as you break in his arms, hear still half off from the break.

he holds you for a few minutes before you find your breathing begin to settle again, the room now empty of security, just you and quinn.

“that’s it baby, just keep breathing.” he says, grand brushing over your hair.

“i tried to get away quinn.” you whisper, his lips finding your temple, pressing a soft kiss to it.

“i know baby, but they’ve got him now,” he whispers, letting his head rest on yours as you pull away wincing, “baby, you hurt?” he asks, quickly pulling away at your flinching.

that’s when you realise how deep the ache is in your head.

“i hit my head, he through me against the wall,” you mumble, his hand coming up to check your head, his brows furrowing at the small bump starting to appear on the back of your head.

“i’m gonna get a medic to come check you baby.” quinn says, finger gently grazing over your head.

“don’t you have a game to play?” you ask, sniffling slightly, wiping your nose.

“they can go one without me, just an all star game, nothing serious.” he says sending you a soft smile, before moving to poke his head out the door calling for a medic.

they come in and check your head, doing a concussion protocol to see you have a very small one, nothing too serious but they tell quinn to keep an eye on you.

“let’s get you changed baby, we’ll head back to the hotel.” he smiles, moving across to your bag, pulling out your sweats and his hoodie, helping you get changed out of your outfit into some comfier clothes.

“give me 5 mins baby, im gonna go grab my stuff and ill be right back.” he says, pressing f a soft kiss to your forehead before quickly leaving, letting you rest against the couch, holding a small ice pack the medic gave you against your head.

as promised quinn is back in no time, hurriedly dressed in a hoodie and some shorts, sliders on, hair tossled from the sweat of the first game.

“ok baby, got an uber waiting outside, you think you can walk?” he asks and you nod, quinn moving to pack a couple things in your bag before slinging it on your shoulder and moving to help you up. he slides an arm around you waists before you walk out, security buzzing around the building each sending you a sympathetic smile as you pass.

quinn helps you into the uber before your back off to the hotel, your head falling to rest on his shoulder, as you drive back.

“you gotta stay awake baby.” quinn mumbles, gently nudging you as your eyes start to droop.

you manage to stay awake for the rest of the ride before you heading back up to your room, quinn swiping you room card and guiding you inside.

“lay down baby, i’ll order us some food, you’ve got to eat something.” he smiles, laying you down on your bed. you climb under the covers, letting your head fall back into the soft pillows.

you feel the bed dip beside you, your eyes fluttering open, moving to rest your head on his chest, his arms wrapping around you.

“they’ve arrested him.” he mumbles, you nodding against his chest, “gonna make sure he can never find you again ok?” he says, as you move to look up at him.

“that’s twice now you’ve saved me.” you say huffing out a small laugh, quinn copying.

“mmh, knight in shining armour.” he smiles, brushing your hair back, “i’ll always be here baby, but hopefully it’ll never happen again.” he says, hand moving to cradle your cheek, “i promise.” he says before leaning down to press a soft kiss to your lips.

“relax baby, i’ll wake you when the food gets here.” he smiles before you rest yourself back against his chest, letting yourself relax a bit for the first time since he appeared.

#hockey x reader #nhl #hughes brothers #quinn hughes imagine #quinn hughes fic #quinn hughes x reader #quinn hughes #stalker #ex #hockey #singer #quinn hughes! singer reader

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hughes-your-daddy · 2 months ago

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i don’t know a thing about hockey or who you’re writing about lol but i love your writing

it’s the only reason why i’m staying here 😭😭

i feel so honoured lol 😘

leave any requests if just situations i guess if you want? even if you don’t know the players lol

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hughes-your-daddy · 2 months ago

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he can’t find out

pairing: macklin celebrini x will smith reader sibling

summary: sneaking around with macklin is proving harder than you thought.

warning: a little angst/ hurt and comfort

“your gonna get me in trouble,” macklin whispers, half on gear, pinning you against the cold concrete wall of the arena.

“hey, you invited me tonight, i had to lie to will saying i got a spare ticket from your media girl.” you whisper back, his lips coming down to graze yours.

“come back to mine tonight yeh, i want you to stay over tonight.” he says and you bit back your bottom lip.

you had moved out to san jose, once you started college, moving in with will since he just got his own apartment. one thing you didn’t think would happen would be ending up in a secret relationship with his best friend.

“i’ll try ok? i’ll see if my friend will cover for me or something.” you say before he breaks out into a smile, coming down to press a kiss to your lips.

“ill see you tonight baby,” he whispers before he’s slipping away back to the locker room. you quickly slip back into the suite upstairs with the rest of the friends and family who come to watch, keeping to yourself, waiting for the boys to come out to warmups.

you always wear wills jersey, as you couldn’t wear macklins, but hidden underneath you always have on the small gold chain with a heart on the end, an M engraved on the inside.

he gave it to you a couple of months ago, halfway through the season after you made it official being boyfriend and girlfriend, a gentle reminder that your his, even if you can’t wear his name on your back.

the team come out for warmups where you move over to sit with cat, the only person to know about your relationship after you and mack had an argument and you had no idea idea who to go to. you crying on her couch however only led to tyler finding out as well.

“told him yet?” she asks, keeping her voice low when turning to you.

“not yet, think he’d kill mack.” you say, cat letting out a small laugh.

“better sooner rather than later though.” she says as you agree, knowing you should tell will, you’re just too nervous.

the sharks end up winning, you quickly head down out of the stands but not before being knocked into a railing by many drunk men. you wince at the pain, feeling your back ache before pushing it to the back of your head. everyone is on a high as they each come out of the locker room, grins wide on their faces. you smile seeing will and mack come out together, will pulling you into a tight hug, wincing but not letting him notice.

“good job will.” you smile, as he pulls away gushing about the game, mack pulling you into a small side hug like usual after games.

will was driving you both home, mack getting a lift from him as well, so you quickly make your ways out to his car, getting in and heading home, deciding not to see any fans today since you were so tired.

“hey, i think im gonna stay at my friends tonight.” you say, and you see mack look up from the backseat through the car mirror.

“yeh, that’s fine,” will smiles before looking over at a red light, “you need a ride?” he asks and you shake your head no.

“nah, she’s coming to pick me up.” you say, mack’s eyes widening before looking back down before will can see.

he drops mack off at the thorntons before driving round to the apartment. your quick inside, going straight to your room, packing some clothes and toiletries in an overnight bag even though you have a few bits already at the guest house.

you move to change out of your jersey and jeans before realising it hurts too much to lift your arms up. you sigh before forgetting about changing and just decide to change your shoes to some sliders and tying your hair up before your phone pings.

mack

i’m outside now baby

you smile, before quickly grabbing your bag and heading out.

“i’ll be back tomorrow will,” you call out to the living room where he’s already in pyjamas movie on with some leftovers.

“message me if you need anything,” he replies before you’re leaving and heading down in the elevator. you leave the complex before spotting macklins car just around the corner from the entrance.

you open the back doors, placing your bag in before moving to the passengers side. you slide in, mack smiling, dressed in his own sweats and a hoodie before frowning at your tshirt.

“thought you would have gotten changed.” he says, as you laugh at how stroppy he gets when you wear wills jersey and not his.

“i lost track of time,” you lie but smile through pretending like you just ran out of time. he changed back to a smile landing over to press his lips to yours.

“mmh,” you hum as he pulls away, “the quicker we get to yours, the quicker i can be in your clothes,” you tease, knowing his favourite thing is seeing you swamped in his clothes.

“don’t need to tell me twice baby,” he whispers against your lips before pressing another kiss to them and pulling away, lacing your hands together.

the drive to his place is quick, letting the radio play softly in the silence of the night, a few cars passing as he makes his way to the thorntons.

he pulls into the driveway before hopping out and grabbing your bag, coming around to swing his arm over your shoulders.

you wince at the pain that runs down your spine at his action, but you manage to play it off before he notices. yous walk around the back through the gate to the guest house, mack unlocking the front door letting you inside.

you slide your shoes off, about to slide off your jacket when you feel macklins arms snake around your waist, his head nestling in your neck.

“i love you baby,” he mumbles against your skin pressing soft kisses up your neck. you tilt your head slightly to give him more access, a soft moan slipping past your lips.

“love you too mack,” you whisper before he’s spinning you around his mouth grazing yours, “god i’ve missed you.” he whispers letting his lips press to yours.

you giggle pulling away, your arms wrapping around his neck, “i saw you like 4 hours ago.” you smile before he’s attaching his lips to yours again.

he groans low in his throat, lifting you effortlessly, like you weigh nothing. your legs wrap around his waist without thinking, as he stumbles backward, dropping down onto the big sectional couch with you in his lap.

“pretty girl,” he whispers, hands running up your jersey, running over your waist.

you arch into him, gasping as his mouth finds yours again, harder this time. his hands shift, one gripping your thigh, the other slipping higher under your jersey, feeling the hunger in him, the way he wants you, real and burning and unstoppable.

“mack,” you moan out, feeling his hand move to squeeze your ass as his lips slip down your neck again.

you shift your hips, grinding down against him, mack by growling, deep and rough, one hand sliding up your back, as he flips you so your laying against the couch, him hovering over top.

that’s when you feel it, the sharp pain run up your spine, all across the middle of your back.

you gasp pulling away and freezing, eyes shut in pain.

he immediately pulls back, hand coming up to cup face

“baby?” his voice calls out, filled with worry, “what’s wrong? talk to me.” his eyes scanning your face for an answer.

“m-my back, shit,” you mumble, “my back hurts.” you get out, open n your eyes to see his face change into an instant state of panic.

“okay, okay, don’t move baby, just stay there.” he says quickly moving off of you, to kneel down beside your head, his hand cradling your cheeks turning your face to look at him.

“where? baby, tell em where it hurts, how bad?” he asks, hands almost hovering, like you are so fragile.

“like the middle of my back, goes up my spine,” you say, mack nodding as he pushes a few strands of hair back out your face, “mack it really hurts.” you whisper, tears springing to your eyes.

“i’m so sorry baby, i-i didn’t meant to hurt you,” he says, voice filled with panic, as his hand shakes gently against your cheeks turning, “ i-i didn’t mean to i just-“ he starts but uh cut him off, grabbing his hand with yours.

“mack, stop.” you say, his rambling coming to a harsh stop at your words, eyes finding yours in confusion, “i got knocked into a rail at the game, didn’t think it was much of an issue.” you mumble, seeing macklin’s jaw tense, not in anger but over how protective he is of you.

“baby, why didn’t you say anything? does will know?” he asks, hands not leaving yours, his thumb brushing ver your knuckles as you shake your head a few tears falling

“i didn’t think it was this bad.” you say, taking a shaky breath.

“ok you stay there, i’ll be back in a minute.” he says quickly, pressing a kiss to your forehead before disappearing.

he comes back with an ice pack wrapped in a kitchen towel, a bottle of water and some pills in his hand.

“ok baby, you think you can sit up at all?” he asks, setting them down on the small coffee table table.

you give him a small nod, as he gently helps you to sit up, one hand on your lower back the other on your arm to help.

“take these for me, should help the pain.” he says, handing over the two pills and water. you quickly take them before he’s sitting right where your head was.

he helps you lay back down, sideways, your he’s in his lap, as he gently lifts up your jersey to lay the ice on your back, immediately sighing in relief.

“that better baby?” he asks, one hand holding the ice against your back the other running through your hair, taking out your hair tie.

you nod, wiping your cheeks of the few tears before he’s pressing a soft kiss to your cheek.

“just relax baby, we’ll leave the ice there for like 20 mins,” he says, eyes still filled with worry, “wanna order some takeout maybe?” he asks and you nod as he fishes his phone his pocket, ordering your go to comfort food.

yous lay there, letting macklin talk about the game, distracting you before the food arrives, mack going out to get it. he helps you to sit up against the couch before going to grab the food. he’s quick, being back and sat next to you pulling out your food.

“hey, do you mind if i get changed first?” you ask, macklin nodding with a soft smile.

“need any help?” he asks and you think for a moment before nodding shyly. he presses a soft kiss to your temple before helping you stand, hands softly on your waist as you walk to his room.

he pulls out some of his sweats and hoodie, helping you out of your jeans and jersey before slipping the sweatpants on.

“want your bra off baby?” he asks as you nod, a small blush coming across your cheeks. he gives you a comforting smile before quickly unclasping your bra, seeing a large bruise starting to form across your back.

“if it gets worse in the morning we’ll have to go to the doctors i think baby, looks pretty bad.” he sighs, fingers grazing over the bruise.

“i think it’s just a bump, i should be fine.” you say, giving him a reassuring smile before he carefully slides on the hoodie.

“that better?” he asks, hands cradling your cheeks, and you nod.

“come on then, we’ll go eat.” he smiles, offering you a hand to help you up over to the couch. setting back against the cushions, you lift your feet up to lay across mack’s lap, one hand running up your legs as you both eat.

he plays some disney movie, a comfort thing for both of you, placing the empty dishes on the coffee table when his phone starts ringing.

wills name across the screen.

“don’t you dare.” you glare across the mack but not quick enough as he’s reaching across and answering the face time.

“hey will,” he says slightly nervous.

“hey, just wondering is y/n has contacted you? i just bumped into her friend when picking up some food, says she’s not staying with her? i’m getting worried, she’s not answering.” will says slightly panicked as mack’s eyes drift over to you.

you shake your head, sending him another glare before wills voice is coming out through the phone

“macklin? do you know something?” he asks, before mack mouths ‘in sorry,’ you sighing.

“she’s here will, perfectly safe.” macklin says, short and sweet before a moment of silence.

“why’s she with you? is she ok?” he asks rushed again, hearing shuffling on the other end.

“she’s fine, here.” he says, flipping the camera to show you.

you awkwardly wave after hearing another silence.

“is that your hoodie?” he asks, stopping moving as you look down seeing yourself wearing a sharks hoodie.

“uh yeh i think so,” macklin nervously laughs, turning the camera back to himself.

“i swear to god macklin, you better not be fucking my sister.” will says and your eye widen immediately knowing that tone, a one he uses very rarely.

“hey dude, it’s not like-“ macklin starts but wills quick to cut him off.

“no, don’t fucking dude me. what the fuck man? i said one rule, my sisters out of bounds. i’m on my way over.” he says, nearly shouting down the phone before handing up.

you immediately try to move standing up, wincing a little.

“i need to go, need to talk to will.” you say trying to move around but each step is building the pain.

“y/n, stop.” macklin says firmly, taking your shoulders in his hands, holding you in place, “we would have had to tell him at some point, now just seems like the time.” macklin says as you nod hesitantly.

you take a breath before moving to sit back on the couch, macklin trying to tidy things up a bit, as much as wills his best friend, right now he’s the brother of his girlfriend, needs to make a good impression.

you snap out of your day dream hearing angry knocks the door. you see mack take a breath, himself, before opening it, immediately being met with a smack across the face.

“what the fuck macklin.” will shouts, you immediately panicking.

“will stop please.” you plead from the couch, his eyes flickering to yours before back to macklin.

“do you know how wrong this is, you betrayed me macklin, i said, no messing with my sister and you just went and did it anyway?” he shouts, macklin coming back strong.

the arguing goes back and forwards between the two as you start to see a small red mark appear on his face. it just keeps intensifying, as you feel yourself tear up becoming too overwhelmed.

you quickly grab your phone and slip out, neither of them releasing, moving to sit on the curb, forgetting about the pain and shakily calling cat.

it only takes a few rings before she’s picking up, her voice coming through.

“y/n?” she asks, voice tired, probably just woke her up.

“cat?” you ask, your voice wavering and you hear her immediately sitting up, more attentive.

“y/n? what’s wrong?” she asks, as you hear tys voice in the back.

“it’s will and mack, he found out and they’re arguing, i-i just i need to get away.” you say, a few tears falling, hearing her move, grabbing some keys by the jingling noise.

“y/n im on my way, you at mack’s?” she asks as you let out a small ‘yeh’, before she’s hanging up the phone immediately driving over.

you curl up on the curb, letting the tears fall freely before a cars pulling up outside, cat and tyler immediately coming over.

“i don’t know what happened, will came in, hit back and they just started arguing.” you rush out, cat pulling you in for a tight hug, tyler immediately going out back to cool off the two boys.

“come on, you can stay at ours for the night.” cat smiles, wiping your cheeks before leading you to the car, letting you in the passenger seat before driving away, saying tyler will be a while.

she drives you back to their house, letting you inside before leading you up to the guest bedroom, both of you sitting on the bed.

“he’ll get over it trust me, probably just a bit of a shock.” cat says, offering a sympathetic smile, you shrugging.

“i’ve never seen him like that, neither of them, i thought he was actually gonna like really hurt him.” you say, voice getting small, at the thought.

her phone bings, a message from tyler.

“wills bringing him back home, you wanna speak to him?” she asks and you think for a second before nodding.

“yeh, but if it’s ok, i’ll still stay here tonight i think.” you say as she nods, before leaving, giving you some privacy.

it isnt long before there’s some soft knocks at the door, before opening it to show wills face peaking in. you see him hesitate to say something before moving inside, perching at the end of the bed.

he looks up and that’s when you can see the black eye forming on his face.

“i don’t like it when you yell.” you whisper, his face softening. he moved to be sat beside you against the headboard, letting his head fall back.

“if it cheers you up, i think he won.” he mumbles making you chuckle slightly.

you turn your body to face him better, wincing slightly at your back.

“you know i love him right?” you ask, his head falling sideways to look at you.

“yeh, think i got that, and i think i understand he loves you too, especially after this,” he says motioning his black eye, making you chuckle slightly, “but you also know i love you right?” he asks sitting up better.

“yeh, i know,” you smile resting your head on his shoulder.

“and i guess i could be cool with it, like you and mack,” he says, fighting a small smile on his face, “but if you hurts you, he’ll never forget it on the ice ok?” he says and you nod, just enjoying the peace for a second.

“he said you hurt your back, why didn’t you say anything?” he asks, you pulling your head back up to look at him.

“i didn’t think much of it to be honest, just got in the way of some drunk men.” you say seeing his jaw tense in a little bit of anger towards the men not you.

“how are you feeling now?” he asks, eyes searching your face for any lies.

“better, mack iced it but still hurts a bit.” you admit, will thinking for a second before nodding letting out a soft sigh.

“message me tomorrow yeh? if it’s still bad ill drive you to the doctors, i dont have morning skate so im free.” he says you smiling with a small nod.

“as you later baby sis.” he smiles, pressing a quick kiss to your head before turning to leave.

“wait, will?” you call out, him turning over his shoulder, “you didn’t hurt mack right?” you ask, concern laced through your voice.

he gives a soft chuckle before shaking his head, “nah, trust me i got it worse and im still walking, i got barely any punches in.” he says, as you try to hide a smile but seem to fail.

“wow, even my sister isn’t on my side.” he teases, a wide grin on his own face, “but maybe call him, or message? i think he’s a bit worried.” he says as you nod before he leaves.

you look over to your phone, having had it turned off all night, quickly entering your password to see missed calls and texts from both will and mack.

you hesitantly press the facetime button in mack’s contact, his face popping onto the screen straight away.

“oh my god baby, are you ok?” he panics, and you take in his appearance, only a small red mark that’s already fading from where will smacked him but his eyes red rimmed like he’d been crying.

“no mack, im ok please don’t worry,” you say but you can still see his face full of concern, “i just got a bit overwhelmed, i don’t like people arguing.” you mumble, resting you head on your hand.

“i’m sorry, i-“ he starts before taking a breath, “i really love you, and i wasn’t gonna let him come between us ok? your brother my best friend none of that would stop what we have ok?” he says and you nod a soft smile on your face.

“you love me so much that your willing to punch my brother in the eye?” you ask as he feeezes, eyes wide.

“so you’ve spoken to him?” he mumbles as you laugh.

“well, i’ve seen him and that was enough.” you say, macklin smiling himself.

“hey, i’d do anything for you baby.” he smiles, your heart fluttering a bit.

“i know macky.”

#hockey x reader #nhl #macklin celebrini #macklin celebrini imagine #macklin celebrini x reader #will smith nhl #will smith hockey #will smith x reader #will smith #will smith imagine

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hughes-your-daddy · 2 months ago

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oh baby series

summary: life with jack after a miscarriage and finding out your having your rainbow baby.

fics

she’s gone

she’s here

drabble

what about sissy?

#hockey x reader #hughes brothers #jack hughes #luke hughes #hockey #nhl #jack hughes x reader #luke hughes x reader #quinn hughes #quinn hughes fic #jack hughes x fem!reader #jack hughes x y/n #jack hughes dad #jack hughes fic

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hughes-your-daddy · 2 months ago

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would you ever do a pt. 2 to she’s gone? it’s been a few years since they had their son and she gets unexpectedly pregnant and maybe like it’s super emotional for them, but they still want to have this baby and like it gets even harder when they find out it’s a girl and Jack just has a tough time coping with all these resurfaced memories

and when she’s born, he’s completely in love with her and never wants to up her down, always doing skin on skin and teaching their son how to treat his little sister

she’s here

pairing: jack hughes x fem reader

warning: mentions of sex, swearing, pregnancy and mentions of miscarriages

summary: you carry your rainbow baby since your miscarriage

“be good for your uncles baby, ok?” you smile, bending down to give brooks a tight hug, pressing a small kiss to his temple.

your little boy, who’s now 5 years old and going to a training session with his uncles for hockey before all the ‘big boys’ arrive.

“make sure to show them that new trick yeh buddy?” jack chimes in, brooks quickly going to hug his legs, before jacks bending down and pulling him in to a tight hug himself.

“i think that should be everything.” you smile, passing over his hockey bag to quinn, giving him and like a quick hug before they’re off driving down the street.

you and jack stand at the door, waving brooks off as you watch him drive away a big smile on his face. as soon as they’re out of view jacks closing the door with a smirk on his face.

your brows furrow in confusion for a moment before squealing in surprise as his arms wrap around your waist, hoisting you up into the air and over your shoulder.

“jack,” you yelp laughing breathlessly, fists pounding weakly against his broad back, “what are you doing?” you giggle before he’s arms tighten around your waist as he walks upstairs.

“baby, we’ve been at the lake house for four weeks and this is our first day alone.” he smirks smacking your ass hard enough to make you squeal.

he carries you down the hallway quickly entering your bedroom dumping you into the mattress your body bounding slightly as he stands overtop of you.

he was on you in an instant, fingers curling into the waistband of your sweatpants as he pulls them down, you helping him by kicking them away, leaving them in your panties

“so pretty for me baby,” he whispers, eyes taking your body, before his lips are attacking your neck, pulling your shirt over your head tossing it behind him somewhere.

“been thinking about this for weeks,” he sharers against your skin, his hands everywhere, palming your tits through your lace bra.

you arch up into his body as he pins you down against the mattress, hearing the scrape of his jeans against your bare thighs, mixing with your breathless moans.

he shoves your bra up impatiently moaning when your tits spill out. he bends his head down without hesitation, wrapping his mouth around a nipple, sucking hard. his free hand squeezing your other breast, thumb rubbing over your sensitive nub.

the pleasure shoots straight through you, straight down between your legs but it mixes with something else, a bit of pain. you push it to the back of your mind and enjoy the pleasure until you suck in a sharp breath as he tugs on your nub with his teeth, a ache arriving in your chest.

“jack-“ you gasp as he moans again, sliding a hand down into your panties, letting his fingers roam, “so fucking sexy baby.” he showers against your breast, even the warm air showing how sensitive your breast is.

his words make your whole body shiver but that pleasure is interrupted when another sharp ache hits you, as when he squeezes your breast, making you flinch hard, pulling away from him.

he pulls back immediately, moving off of you, as you pull yourself to sit up. you look to jack seeing his hair messy, slightly breathless and lips plump, but then see the concern over his face.

“hey, what’s wrong? did i hurt you?” he rushes out, guilt dripping in his voice.

you nod slightly, still panting, but your nipples we’re so sore. it felt like they had been bruised and jack was punching them.

“oh my god, baby, i’m so sorry,” jack gushes, pulling you into his chest, arms tight around your body.

“it’s fine jack, i think it’s just my period, im due soon-“ you start but freeze in the middle of your sentence. no, you couldn’t be.

“jack what’s the date?” you ask, quickly getting up, grabbing jacks tshirt he was just wearing and pulling it over your body.

“uh, it’s may 24th, what’s going on baby?” he asks, standing up quickly walking over to you around the bed as you start to pace.

“we were so careful, i can’t be.” you mumble to yourself before jacks hands find your cheeks, forcing you to look at him.

“baby, talk to me, your scaring me.” he says, eyes searching yours for some sort of answer.

“jack, i t-think i might be p-pregnant.” you stutter, feeling tears spring to your eyes. you see his eyebrows raise in surprise before hes pulling you into your chest, cradling your head, pressing soft kisses to the top of it.

“hey hey, it’s ok baby, we’re gonna be ok.” he soothes, pulling you back to wipe a few stray tears off your face, “we’re gonna go to cvs and grab a few pregnancy tests ok? brooks is gone for about another 5 hours so we’ve got time to figure this out ok? we’re gonna be fine.” he says, looking you in the eyes, you nodding hesitantly before he’s pressing his lips to yours.

“are you sure?” he asks, hands never leaving your face, his hold grounding you.

“i-i don’t know for sure,” you rushed out. “It just-the way my boobs hurt, and I’ve been tired, and” your voice cracks, the fear rising fast and sharp in your throat. after last time, you didn’t know if this was something you could go through again.

jack nods breathlessly, before moving to grab his clothes, sliding on some sweats and a tshirt before grabbing your sweats helping them onto you.

“it’s ok baby, we’ll figure this out.” he says, giving you one last hug before your ushered into his car, quickly driving to the closest cvs. his hand never leaves yours the whole time, his thumb rubbing small circles over your knuckles as you play with his wedding ring.

he pulls up into the cvs parking lot, turning to you serious face on.

“stay here ok? i’ll be quick.” he says, pressing a kiss to your lips before he’s out the car, quickly heading inside.

he grabs a variety of tests, not sure as to what he actually needs to get and what’s best. before he’s jogging out, sliders on, shirt half tucked in and hair messy and that’s when you realise it doesn’t matter what the tests says, you’re in this together.

in sickness and in health.

“ok baby,” he breathes out, getting back into the car, “i just got whatever was on the shelves, we’ll make sure we get the answer ok?” he says and you nod, blinking away tears.

the drive back felt like hours, jacks hand squeezing your thigh the whole time, reminding you that he’s there.

you enter the leak house, heading straight upstairs to your bedroom again, jacks hands grazing your hips as you carry the paper bag as you enter the en-suite.

you stand frozen in the bathroom, paper bag in hand, staring at it like it might explode. jack comes up behind you, arms snaking around your waist and chest pressing against your back letting his head rest on your shoulder. you look up hands shaking, catching jacks eyes in the mirror.

“it’s ok baby, i’m right here.” he whispers, pressing a soft kiss to your cheek before he’s pulls away, turning you to face him by your hips.

he takes the bag from your grasp, opening one of the boxes and handing you a test.

“time to pee on a stick babe.” he says, voice slightly hoarse, but teasing just enough to make you laugh wetly.

you take the test shakily in hand as jack closes the bathroom door, locking it just in case before hopping up onto the counter as you sit on the toilet and try to pee.

it takes a while for your body to cooperate but finally you manage to pee, catching some on the stick before placing it on the counter.

he opens his arms, letting you walk in between his legs, holding you tight and close, burying your face into his chest. one of his hands cradles your head, the other rubbing up and down your back.

“two minutes.” you mumble against his chest, jack pulling out his phone.

“already got it on a timer baby.” he whispers, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

you both stand there, jack swaying you slightly in a comfortable silence, his hand tracing circles over your back, his lips pressed against your temple.

the timer goes off of his phone making you jump slightly in surprise, before you pull away giving jack a small nod before he hops off the counter and going over to the test.

he walks over, shakily picking up the test and when he turns around you know exactly what the answer is by the look on his face. his eyes shining, his mouth trembling with a smile he is clearly fighting and failing to hold back.

“positive,” he says, barely breathing the word out. “you’re pregnant.”

a choked sob escapes your throat before you can stop it. jack crosses the room in two strides and catches you as your knees buckle, wrapping you up in his arms so tightly it feels like he is trying to shield you from the entire world.

you bury your face in his chest, tears streaming down your cheeks. joy. fear. grief. relief. jack holds you like he’s never going to let go.

“you’re amazing baby,” he whispers against your skin, “you’re so fucking strong baby, our little boy is gonna be a big brother.” he says a wet laugh coming out your throat.

a few weeks past and soon you’re belly is growing at an alarming speed, already being big at 20 weeks. you sit in the same bed at the lake house, swamped in jacks hoodies he paces with a small envelope in his hands.

Inside was the note from the ultrasound tech, one word written neatly in black ink.

boy.

or girl.

he flops down next to you with a dramatic groan, burying his face in your shoulder for a second, as your fingers come to take through his hair.

he leans up kissing your temple before handing you the envelope, “i can’t open it,” he whispers before you both look down at it as your fingers open the small seal.

you slowly take it out and read it before a small gasp leaves your lips, reading the small print.

a girl.

“a girl, baby we’re having a girl.” jack breathes out, voice wavering slightly. you look to him seeing happiness hidden behind something else.

“honey, what’s wrong?” you ask, cupping his cheek with a hand.

“i’m just so happy baby, a little girl,” he whispers his own eyes tearing up, “but i’ve been struggling lately,” he starts you nodding for him to continue, “what if you get hurt again? or what if something happens? i can’t loose you.” he whispers voice breaking at the end, before your pulling him close, his head burying into your neck, arms tight around your waist.

“i’m not going anywhere jack,” you whisper pressing a kiss to his temple before pulling away to look him in the eyes, “and the doctors have said, they’re being extra careful this time yeh?” you say him nodding, his hands grazing your belly, rubbing over your visible bump.

“our little girl,” he whispers, as he presses kisses to your stomach, your hand finding his hair again, as you giggle at his kisses.

telling your families was incredible. they were all so supportive, quinn and luke going into older brother protection mode over you whenever they could. with you carrying their niece, they wouldn’t let you do anything for the rest of summer before going back to new jersey, luke being extra cautious of you whenever you came to game with jack or events.

it is a regular game day for you, you make up his coffee, give him his good luck kiss before he’s saying goodbye to both you and brooks.

“love you buddy.” jack smiles, pressing amiss to brooks forehead before he’s off running back to the tv to watch his bluey.

“call me baby, ok?” he asks, kissing you hard but gentle, “if you even just feel a bit off ring me and i’ll be straight back here?” he says, hands brushing under your hoodie to caress your waist.

“i’ll be fine jack, i promise. just braxton hicks rig now.” you say, swaying slightly in your feet to help the pain in your lower back. he looks at you hesitantly before nodding, giving you one last kiss before shouting goodbye and leaving.

you settle on the couch, brooks crawling over to cuddle into your side hence it getting a bit late as you turn the tv over to the game just letting the pre game news play.

you watch as they eventually come out onto the ice for warmups, brooks lighting up when he saw his daddy on the tv, jack doing his small gesture, a hand to the heart meaning ‘i love you,’ a small thing he made up when you started dating on away games.

you start to notice a cramp in your lower stomach but brush it off as braxton hicks along with brooks laying about his entire body wait on your side as he was slowly falling asleep.

that was until the pain hit harder and faster, sharp and relentless. you try to breathe through it, to calm yourself, but the contractions are coming too quickly now.

the contraction hits again, hard and fast, and you doubled over, brooks sliding off of you.

“mommy, what’s wrong?” he asks and you hold a hand out, gently pushing the hair out his face.

y can feel the tears threatening to fall, but you push them away, trying to stay calm for him.

“mommy’s okay, sweetheart,” you say, breathing through the pain. “just a little bit of pain, but everything’s going to be okay.”

brooks’s brow furrows, clearly not convinced. He hops off the sofa and walks infront of you, his small hand resting against your leg.

“do you need a band-aid?” he asks, his voice soft and innocent.

you almost laughed despite the pain. “no, baby. I don’t need a band-aid. I think - I think it’s time for the baby to come.” you say looking up to see his face light up.

“ok baby, do me a favour ok? go to your room baby, go get into bed, the baby can only come if your asleep.” you say trying to trick him into leaving so he won’t see you like this.

“ok mommy,” he smiles before running off. you release a breath you didn’t realise you were holding, letting a few tears fall before grabbing your phone.

you quickly dial jacks number, only taking a few rings for him to pick up.

“hey baby, just came off from warmups, you doing ok?” his voice comes through, your breath hitching.

“jack-“ you gasp, voice weak, barely managing to hold onto your words.

“hey what’s going on- talk to me baby.” his words become rushed, his own breathing picking up as you hear rustling on the other end.

“i i-im in labor,” you say, the words finally tumbling out in a breathless rush. “It’s happening, jack. right now. i-i don’t know what to do. i need you.”

the panic in your voice is unmistakable and you could hear jacks sharp intake of breath on the other end.

“shit, shit, shit.” he mumbles out, him moving around, “i’m coming right now baby, i’m on my way, just stay calm for me baby.” he soothes, rustling about on the other end.

“i’m trying.” you strain, the pain unbearable now, “i need you jack, im scared.” you cry, letting the tears fall fast now.

“baby, i’m in the car now, i’ll be 10 mins,” he says, as you hear the engine turn on. he doesn’t leave you once on the call, keeping with the soothing words trying to keep you calm.

it’s in no time that the front door flies open and jack runs in, only in some shorts and his devils shirt, some sliders on.

“baby,” he rushes over, kneeling infront of you, letting your head fall forward into his shoulder, “i’m here, i’m here, i’m so sorry i wasn’t.” he says, kissing your temple as his hands run up and down your back.

“it’s alright babe, you had to work.” you sigh, knowing it’s not his fault, “brooks is in his room.” you say, jack nodding.

“luke’s coming, he’s gonna watch brooks tonight.” he says, already having sorted out the plan.

“we need to go jack.” you whisper, the contractions coming back, just as luke rushes inside.

“y/n?” he calls out before spotting you both in the living room, “how you feeling?” he asks, standing behind jack as you give him the middle finger both brothers holding back a laugh.

“ok baby,” jack says settling down, “let’s get you to the car. jack helps you up, luke grabbing your baby bag which has been by the door for the past few weeks before heading out to the garage, helping you sit in the passengers seat. luke says a quick goodluck before your off, jack driving a little too fast for the speed limit.

“We’re going to the hospital, we’re almost there. You’re gonna be okay. Just breathe with me.” jack soothes, thumb rubbing over your knuckles.

you nod, trying to steady your breath, but the pressure was already overwhelming. You can’t seem to stop the contractions, they’re getting closer together, stronger, more intense. You squeeze jacks hand as he looks over at you with worry.

and then, in an instant, it happens. a sudden rush of warm fluid surges beneath you, and your eyes widen in shock.

“j-jack my water just broke.” you gasped, panic flooding your voice.

“baby, look at me,” jack says, gently cupping your face as he leans over the seat to look into your eyes. “you’re doing great. we just need to get you inside, okay? you’re not alone. i’m right here.” he says and you nod before feeling tears falling again.

“baby, what’s wrong, talk to me?” he asks, hands wiping your cheeks.

“i got your car all dirty.” you mumble, referencing to the small puddle of flood in the passengers seat.

“baby,” he lets out a small laugh, “i don’t care about my car, all i care about is you and our little girl ok?” he says and you nod before he’s getting out, slinging the hospital bag over his shoulder and helping you out, guiding you to reception.

they send you up to labour and delivery where you get signed in with a small wristband and given a room where nurses start checking your vitals and hooking you up to machines.

jack helps you get out of your sweatpants and underwear as you can’t wear anything on your lower half as you stay in his hoodie.

jack keeps a firm grip on your hand, never leaving your side as you move onto your side, him rubbing your back. Your breaths are shallow, every contraction feeling more intense than the last.

“how you feeling baby?” he asks, rubbing up and down under your hoodie.

“it just feels a lot.” you mumble, pain meds starting to kick in.

the nurse checks your progress again, her calm, professional face betraying no emotion. she moves quickly, checking the monitor, then examining you between your legs.

“you’re at 7 centimeters,” she says, her voice clinical. “you’re getting close, but it’s not quite time yet. you’ll need to wait a little longer.”

you sigh in frustration, clutching the sides of the bed and squeezing Jack’s hand harder.

jack’s face softens, but there is still so much worry in his eyes. he squeezes your hand back. “i know, baby. i know. but we’ve got to hold on just a little longer. we can’t rush it. just breathe, okay? focus on me.” he soothes.

“i called your parents, they’re gonna try and get the next flight out.” he whispers, kissing your temple.

“i just need you jack.” you mumble back, feeling his fingers through your hair.

“i’m not leaving baby.” he soothes, feeling the first moment of calmness this evening.

you try moving onto a yoga ball to help move things along, so jack helps you pull on some sweats before lifting you you from the bed helping you steady yourself on the ball. jack stabs behind you, placing his hands on your shoulders to steady you, his eyes full of concern.

“how are you doing?” he asks, his voice low but steady. His fingers brush through your damp hair as he keeps a close eye on you.

you let out a pained sigh, grinding your teeth as another contraction surges. “its okay, i guess. but it’s still so much.”

you gently rock forwards and backwards, jack moving around so he was bending down in front of you are your arms collapse over his shoulders, letting you lean into him, head against his and his hands caressed your hips.

jack watches you closely, his fingers lightly massaging your back, trying to ease some of the tension that had settled there. His other hand holds yours, and he keeps his voice steady despite the turmoil in his own chest. “i know it’s hard, but we’re almost there. you’re doing amazing.” he soothes, pressing a kiss to your foreheads before the nurse is back to check your dilation again.

your back onto the bed, jack helping you take off your sweatpants before the nurse starts the examination, as you gasp with each surge of pain.

the nurse looks over at you, reading the desperation in your eyes. “you’re at 8 centimeters,” she says gently, “but if the pain is too much, we can discuss getting you the epidural.”

you nodd quickly, almost too relieved to speak. “yes. yes, please. i need it.”

jack immediately looks to the nurse. “can we do it now?”

“i’ll call for the anesthesiologist,” the nurse says guiding you gently back to the bed. as you lay back down, you feel every muscle in your body tense with the effort, every inch of you exhausted from the relentless contractions.

the nurse was quick in getting everything in place, and in what felt like no time at all, the anesthesiologist enters the room, his face calm and professional. He explains the procedure quickly, and though you are still terrified of the needle, you are desperate for some relief.

jack stays at your side the entire time, his hand never leaving yours as you prepare for the epidural. his presence is a solid anchor for you in the midst of the pain.

“just a few deep breaths, baby,” jack says quietly, kissing the top of your head. “you’re doing so good. it’s almost over.”

the anesthesiologist cleans the area on your back and preps the needle. you flinch as the cold alcohol swab hit your skin, but the nurse’s soothing voice helps calm you.

“take a deep breath in for me, honey. hold it,” the nurse instructs as the anesthesiologist prepares to administer the epidural.

you squeeze jack’s hand harder, your body trembling with anxiety as the needle is inserted. the pain of the epidural itself isn’t nearly as bad as the contractions, but the thought of a needle so close to your spine made you nervous.

“almost done,” the anesthesiologist says calmly, and after a few more seconds, he pulls the needle out and finishes the procedure.

“alright, let’s give it a few minutes to kick in,” the nurse says, offering you a small smile as she adjusts the iv line. “the pain should start to subside soon.”

you let out a long, shaky breath, relief washing over you as the numbing sensation slowly begins to spread through your lower half. the pressure in your back begins to lessen, the pain easing away. you cans still feel the baby’s movements, but the excruciating contractions finally soften.

“oh my god,” you murmur, closing your eyes for a second. “i feel like a person again.”

jack chuckles, brushing your hair back from your damp forehead. “you’re more than a person,” he says, “you’re my hero.”

you settle back into the pillows, your hand resting lightly on your bump, feeling the faint tightness of each contraction without the pain. jack pulls his chair closer to the bed, resting his arms on the mattress so he stays close to you.

for a while, you just lay there together, the world outside fading away. jack traces gentle patterns over your knuckles with his thumb, and every few minutes he lifts your hand to kiss it softly.

there was a soft knock on the door before it opens carefully. the nurse peeking in first, smiling warmly.

“you’ve got some visitors if you’re up for it. jack’s parents just got here.”

jack glances at you quickly, asking for permission, but you smile and nod.

“of course,” you say softly. “I want them here, i don’t think my parents are gonna make it.”

moments later, ellen and jim step into the room, both wearing the kind of nervous, excited smiles only grandparents-to-be can manage. ellen immediately makes a beeline for your bedside, her eyes going misty the second she sees you lying there.

“oh, sweetheart,” she breathes, gently brushing your hair off your forehead. “you’re doing so good. look at you. you’re almost there.”

you laugh a little under your breath, feeling warm inside. “i’m feeling a lot better now,” you say. “the epidural’s magic.”

“man, it’s crazy to think in a couple hours there’s gonna be another little hughes running around,” jim says, his voice rough with emotion.

jack squeezes your hand and smiles proudly.

“she’s been incredible,” he says, his full of so much love it makes your chest ache. “i mean, she always is. but today she’s unbelievable.”

the four of you talk quietly for a while, about Brooks, about what the baby might look like, about how excited everyone is to finally meet her. ellen fusses over the blankets tucked around you while Jim leans over Jack’s shoulder, teasing him softly about how little sleep he is about to get.

when the nurse comes back to check on you, you find out your fully dialated so ellen and jim take it as their cue to leave for some privacy.

the nurses start to prepare around you as a cold rush of memories flood your chest, brooks’ birth, the emergency C-section, the fear, the way things had spiraled so fast you barely remembered it. the sudden, breathless panic that you lost your daughter and nearly yourself. you swallow hard, your breathing hitching. Jack catching it immediately.

“hey,” he says, a hand coming up to cradle you cheek, the other squeezing your hand, “baby, look at me.”

you blink back suddenly tears, taking a shaky breath before turning to meet his eyes.

“you’re safe,” he says firmly, “everything’s fine, they’re ready and you’re ready ok? you can do this.”

you nod shakily, letting his touch ground you as he presses a kiss to your forehead.

“i’m right here the whole time baby,” he whispers, moving to brush some hair out your face.

you let out a deep breath, feeling your body settle again. jack’s hand squeezes yours in that quiet, steady way that makes you feel like maybe you really can do this.

the doctor’s voice is calm, guiding you.

“with your next contraction, give me a nice, big push, just like you’re blowing out candles on a birthday cake.”

you nod, more certain this time, jack leaning in closer resting his forehead against the side of your head. “i love you so much,” he whispers.

you feel the contraction build, and gripping jacks hand you push, the epidural feeling like it’s disappeared now, pushing with everything you have.

“so good baby, so good.” he whispers, continually pressing kisses against your forehead.

you feel another one began to build the pressure low and deep in your stomach and you push again, squeezing jacks hand hard.

his hand grips yours back the other coming to cradle the back of your head, keeping you steady.

“you’re doing so good baby,” he whispers voice full of emotion.

you leaned into jacks voice, feeling like you can’t continue, you’ve pushed all you can. “hey baby, you gotta keep going, one more push. you’re almost there.” he whispers, fingers running through your hair.

you push again, harder this time, gritting your teeth, feeling the building pressure crest, and then-

“bood, good. her head’s right there,” the nurse says out excitedly.

jack bends lower, trying to see over your legs, his hand squeezing yours in stunned awe.

“you’re doing it, baby,” he breathes, “i can see her, shes almost out!”

that’s all it took, pushing hard on your next contraction, closing you’re eyes, gathering every last drop of strength you could and then there’s a sudden rush of movement.

a cry, a cry sounding through the hospital room.

jack gasps as the doctor lifts your little girl up, laying her on your bare chest.

“she’s here,” jack chokes out, tears already spilling down his cheeks. “baby, she’s here. you did it. you did it.”

you let out a sob clutching her in your arms, hands shaking as they come up to her little face. jack bends over both of you, pressing a firm kiss to your forehead, feeling his wet cheeks against your face.

“she’s perfect,” jack whispers, you nodding in agreement while feeling the post birth haze.

the nurse gently wipes him off before eventually having to take him away while you deliver the post birth.

they wrap it up quickly, after jack cut the cord, and then there’s silence, a calming silence.

“what do we name her?” you ask, looking over at the small crib by your bed, jack perched on the side of your bed.

“i always loved emery,” he whispers, arm tightening around your shoulder.

“i love it,” you whisper looking up at him, “emery grace hughes. you wanna hold her?” you ask, jack nodding eagerly.

he moves over to sit by your bed, taking his shirt off so he can be skin to skin with her. he gently lifts her up, supporting the head before laying her against his chest, a small blanket draped over top.

you must drift off without meaning to. the last thing you remember is jack sitting beside you, skin-to-skin with emery tucked against his bare chest, humming softly under his breath.

when you wake up, the room is dim, peaceful. jack is still exactly where you left him, only now Emery is swaddled again, sleeping soundly against his chest.

jack notices you stirring right away, giving you a soft, tired smile.

“hey, sleepyhead,” he whispers, brushing your hair back from your forehead. “how you feeling?”

you smile lazily, your whole body aching but your heart so full it barely mattered.

“better,” you murmur. “You two look good together.”

he lets out a small chuckle before standing to gently lay her in her crib.

“you wanna try moving, maybe get some comfy clothes on?” he asks and you nod, a little excited to be able to relax again.

he grabs your hospital bag pulling out one of his hoodies and some sweats nice and fresh before dropping them on the bed.

he moves slowly, pulling back the covers and helping you move to a seated position with your legs swung over the side of the bed. he adjust the pillows to be behind you for some support for your aching body.

he carefully slides your arms through into the hoodie before sliding it over your head, making sure your hair is all put before grabbing your underwear sliding them on you along with a pair of his sweats, making sure you don’t strain yourself and are comfy.

you look up slightly embarrassed at needing so much help, meeting his eyes, full of love and adoration.

“i’ve got you,” he says, his voice quiet but full of love. “always.”

once you were dressed in your comfy clothes, Jack smooths the hoodie down over your waist, adjusting the fabric as if making sure everything was just perfect. he leans in and kisses your forehead gently. “you look beautiful,” he says, his words genuine.

you smile, your cheeks flushing at the compliment. “i’m definitely feeling more like myself.

jack’s lips curl into a proud grin. “you always are,” he teases lightly.

before you can respond, there’s a soft knock on the door. Jack glanced toward it and back at you, his hand brushing the side of your face gently.

“you ready for them to meet her?” he asks, and you nod, before he presses a quick kiss to your lips and moving to the door glancing at you one more time, as you adjust yourself to hold emeery against your chest, him opening it seeing ellen and jim stood with a few gifts then luke and quinn, who was holding brooks in his arms.

he was sporting a big shy smile, holding tightly onto quinn probably due to the unusual environment, before wiggling out of the eldest brothers arms and attacking jacks legs.

“hey buddy,” jack laughs, picking him up to hug tight.

the others come over to you immediately gushing over the little girl in your arms.

“oh she’s perfect.” ellen coos seeing emerys little movements.

“proud of you y/n.” luke smiles, quinn nodding in agreement, they are like your brothers, ever since you and jack met in high school.

“hiya mommy,” brooks calls out from jacks arms, as he comes closer.

“hiya baby, you ready to meet your sister?” you ask, seeing his eyes widen as he nods excitedly.

jack moves him to be sat next to you, your arm over brooks shoulders as you move to hold emery over his lap, as if brooks was holding her.

“she’s so tiny mommy,” brooks says, as emerys hand comes up and clamps down around brooks finger making him squeal.

they laugh at the interaction, jack coming to sit by your legs, letting his arms drape over them, gently running his fingers up and down your legs on top of the sheets.

“you gonna look after her huh brooks?” you ask using one hand to push his hair out his face.

“yeh mommy, i’m a be the best big brother!”

#hockey x reader #nhl #hughes brothers #jack hughes #hockey #jack hughes x reader #jack hughes x y/n #jack hughes dad #jack hughes fic #jack hughes x fem!reader #pregnant

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hughes-your-daddy · 2 months ago

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Luke has been a little bit of a helicopter dad because it’s their toddlers first time at the lake house since learning how to walk. All week, Luke has been telling their kid “no,” so their baby decides that they’ll ignore dad all day and just stick to mom. Luke feels a bit upset that their kid doesn’t want to listen or talk to him, but his family and y/n assures him that he’s just a concerned parent and did nothing bad. When the thing that Luke has been warning their kid about happens, like maybe running and tripping on the dock, he’s surprised that their baby runs to him for comfort rather than y/n. He softly explains to them that this is why he was telling them not to run and asks if they’re okay kisses the little scrapes on their palms.

diapers and docks

pairing: luke hughes x fem reader

summary: requested above 🫶🏻

warning: a little suggestive

you smile seeing luke play with ellis, down in the docks, jack and quinn around him as you sit on one of the small deck chairs bundled up in luke’s hoodie and a pair of shorts, hair tied up in a messy bun.

this had been the first year you had brought ellis to the lake house since he could walk now at 18 months, and luke, well he had been a bit worried.

ever since he first learned to walk luke made it his mission to baby proof absolutely everything in your guys apartment even being cautious of the elevator.

you both didn’t plan to have ellis, it was a bit of a surprise when you found out you were pregnant so living in an apartment t wasn’t great but you’d made it work. with luke baby proofing everything ellis could reach, also came with baby proofing you from opening cupboards as you could never figure it out.

so coming here to the lake house was sending his stress levels through the roof, a dock that ellis could fall into the water from, a pool table with heavy balls, a whole kitchen that he could access, for luke this was living hell, which has meant you’ve barely had anytime alone together since he’s so worried, but you didn’t really mind.

so here luke was now sat on the dock with ellis in his lap playing with some toys with jack and quinn, while you watch. you hear the young boys squeals and calling out for his “daddy” or “quinny” or “jack jack,” but what you didn’t expect to hear was luke’s panic.

“ellis no running.” he calls out as ellis runs out of luke’s lap to grab the toy car. the harsh sound causing ellis to freeze before erupting into loud wails, luke immediately moving to grab him but ellis only screams louder at luke’s hold.

you sigh, getting up and quickly heading down ellis reaching out for you as soon as he can see you.

“hey baby,” you coo, taking him from luke’s grasp, ellis immediately burying himself into your chest as you bounce him, “it’s ok, daddy didn’t mean to shout.” you soothe, pressing a small kiss to his head.

you look up at luke seeing guilt all across his face, “hey, it’s ok, he’s fine, will be wanting to play again in like 5 minutes.” you say with a small smile, luke shaking his head.

“he didn’t even want me when i tried to hold him.” he mumbles, wincing at his own words.

“luke, he loves you ok, you’re his dad.” you say, your free hand cupping his cheek seeing him give you a small nod.

“how about you guys go out on the boat, relax a bit.” you say looking between the three brothers, “well chill a bit, watch a movie, he needs a nap anyways.” you say the three nodding.

“you sure you’re fine with him for a few hours?” he asks, hand grazing your hip, pushing under your tshirt to feel your skin, grounding himself.

“babes, i carried him for 9 months, we’ll be fine.” you say causing him to laugh before he’s pressing a kiss to your lips as you head back inside.

“ok baby, you wanna nap with mommy?” you ask ellis, moving through the kitchen to warm up some milk for him. you keep him on your hip, his cries now died down to hiccups, as he rests his head on your shoulder.

you quickly warm up his bottle before moving over to the small living room area, grabbing a blanket before laying down, ellis against your chest with his bottle before turning on the tv, playing an old disney film.

you lay the fluffy blanket over both of yous, ellis falling asleep in no time. you gently remove the half drunken bottle from his grasp placing it on the floor beside you before switching the tv to netflix playing ‘you.’

you find yourself starting to drift off, letting your eyelids droop and fall asleep. you manage to get a few hours sleep before you wake up to the front door being open and closed voices drifting down the hall.

you look down at ellis seeing him still asleep and gently move yourself away from underneath him, tucking him back into the blankets and cushions before walking through to the kitchen seeing the three of them with ellen and jim unpacking groceries.

“hiya baby.” luke smiles as you come round to hug him, “you were sleeping when we came back so thought we’d run out for some groceries.” he smiles, pulling you into his side, press a kiss to your head.

“you mind watching him, i’m gonna take a shower.” you ask and he nods, letting you go upstairs. you make your way to his bedroom, grabbing a towel and heading into the en-suite.

you turn on the shower letting it run for a while before stripping of your clothes and stepping in letting the warm water run over your body. you let yourself relax for a while before starting to wash your hair jumping when you feel a pair of strong arms wrap around you.

“oh my god luke you scared-“ uh start before turning around and seeing his red eyes, tear stained cheeks, “oh my god honey what happened?” you ask, taking his cheeks in your hands.

he tries to get words out but he just shakes his head, leaning down to hug you, arms tightening around your waist. “talk to me honey.” you say, running your fingers trough his now wet curls.

you feel him take a breath against your neck before pulling away looking down. your hands find his cheeks, lifting his eyes up to meet yours.

“ellis, he started kicking and screaming when i tried to wake him up, he wouldn’t let me touch him, my mom had to take him.” luke explains, his voice wobbly.

you nod, before taking him in your arms again, letting him relax against you.

“baby, go get dried and hop in bed. i’m sure ellis would love a night with his grandparents, we’ll just relax for tonight.” you say, feeling him nod against your neck before taking one last look at you, pressing his lips to yous before getting out, wrapping a towel around his waist.

you quickly wash the shampoo out your hair forgetting about the rest of your routine and just get out wrapping a towel around your body.

you walk through to his room, seeing him bundled up in bed, hoodie on with his hood up, only a few stray curls poking out. you quickly dry off your body, sliding on some panties and one of his hoodies before getting in bed beside him, wrapping your arms around his waist.

you feel him tense against your hold before relaxing, as you press your face into the back of his neck, pressing a small kiss at the nape.

“wanna watch a movie?” you ask, before hes turning around to face you, pulling you close against his chest.

“maybe, i don’t mind, just want to relax for a bit.” he mumbles, pressing a kiss to your temple. you hum against him in agreement letting yourselves just breathe for a minute.

your evening pretty much is the same, apart from emerging for some food but you just spend the evening relaxing and taking a break, luke grounding himself.

the next day yous are both back out with the family, you quickly change ellis’ diaper to a swimming one before sliding on his little trunks ready for the day.

you carry him on your hip, out to the docks in the back garden. this time jack and quinn are swimming about, with luke sat at the end of the dock, feet in the water, as you sit back watching with ellen as ellis jumps in the water with his arm bands and life jacket on, jack and quinn taking turns catching him.

luke’s still a bit tense, but ellis isn’t kicking him today so you take that as a win. you just enjoy hearing the happy squeals of ellis as he keeps jumping in absolutely loving the water.

“luke feeling better?” ellen asks, taking a sip of her water, as you put down your book, moving your sunglasses onto your head.

“i think so, i just think he’s became really overwhelmed,” you say ellen nodding as she looks over at her youngest, “i think because we didn’t expect ellis, he’s even more protective over him, like we weren’t ready.” you finish, watching as ellis babbles away down on the dock.

“it’s your first kid, and luke’s the type to overthink everything as you know, but just keep reassuring him,” ellen says as you smile agreeing, “and if you ever need reassuring honey you can talk to me yeh?” she says, as you nod.

“we’re really grateful for you guys-“ you start before being interrupted by a loud smack.

you look over in shock to see ellis face planting the wooden dock as he runs over to luke. you’re up in an instant running down the small grassy hill, to hear ellis scream, “daddy!”

yoh find yourself frozen for a moment, luke’s eyebrows raising before he’s quickly sweeping the small boy into his arms, meeting you in the middle.

“what happened?” you ask, moving to look over your son, but he hides himself in luke’s chest.

“he tripped, was too excited.” luke says, and you can hear a mixture of emotions in his voice. yous take him inside, sitting down on the couch, you kneeling infront as ellis continues to cry.

“it’s ok bub, your ok.” luke soothes, rubbing the small boys back, as you let your fingers run through his wet hair.

his cried eventually die down to small hiccups and sniffles, luke gently bouncing him on his knee.

“bubs, did you hurt anything?” luke asks, ellis turning to look at him, showing luke his hand with a few scrapes on.

“hwurt.” ellis says, luke taking it in his hand pressing a soft kiss to his palm.

“you see, if you run then you can get hurt,” luke says softly ellis nodding before resting his head back against luke’s chest, “getting hurts no fun huh?” he asks, ellis shaking his head no.

“i’ll go grab a few band aids.” you say, luke nodding while continuing to soothe ellis.

you move into the kitchen, seeing everyone gathered as you grab the small first aid kit.

“he ok?” quinn asks and you nod, pulling out some band aids.

“just a few scrapes,” you smile before quinn chuckles softly.

“we meant luke,” jack says, seeing you chuckle to yourself.

“oh, yeh he’s fine,” you nod, “i’m not longer the favourite now.” you shrug sarcastically before heading back through to the living room seeing luke sat back against the couch cradling ellis to his chest like a newborn, life jacket and arm bands on the floor beside the couch.

“he’s exhausted huh?” you whisper, his head snapping up at your voice.

“just glad he’s ok.” luke whispers, cradling the boys head with his spare hand. you find yourself smiling at the sight before walking over, gently sitting next to luke, sideways, carefully applying the bandaids to ellis’ hands before pressing a kiss to the boys head and then turning to give a kiss to luke.

“told you he loves you.” you whisper, resting your head against luke’s shoulder, cuddling into his side.

“yeh, guess you were right.”

#hockey x reader #luke hughes #nhl #hughes brothers #luke hughes x reader #luke hughes fic #luke hughes x y/n #luke hughes dad #dad!luke hughes #dadfic

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hughes-your-daddy · 2 months ago

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baby fever

pairing: jack hughes x fem reader

summary: a week at the lake house with jacks family has got you thinking far into the future with him.

warning: a lil suggestive

you’re barefoot on the dock, letting your legs dangle in the water beneath you embracing the sun rays. quinn and luke are out on paddle boards trying to push the other in while jim and ellen are sat around the fire pit with a few other family members.

and jack?

jack is sat playing with a baby. his baby cousin ellie, and by god was it hot. you don’t think you’ve ever been this whipped in your whole life. she decided that jack was her favourite since the beginning of your trip only sticking to his side and taking naps with him when they’re not playing and jack couldn’t be more reciprocal.

you’ve been watching them from the dock for the past ten minutes, watching him chase her around the small patch of grass, talk g dramatically making small giggle erupt out of the small girl. his skin golden in the sunlight, tshirt soft when he finally sits down, ellie climbing into his lap hearing that stupid soft voice he uses when he thinks no one’s listening.

“you like uncle jack huh?” he asks the little girl squealing, placing her hands on his cheeks.

“jack jack,” she squeals as he begins tickling her, wiggling in his lap.

“ellie, you wanna grab some food.” her mom calls out before the little girl is up and running her little legs up the small hill, back to her mom.

jack smiles as he watches he run away before his eyes flicker over to yours grin only widening before he’s pushing up to his feet and coming over.

he drops down beside you, letting his feet dangle in the water, taking your hand in his, pressing a soft kiss to the back of you hand.

“hiya.” you smile, pushing your sunglasses onto the top of you head t see him better, “lost your little friend huh?” you tease playing with the small bracelets on his wrist.

“stand your ground, she’s stealing your man.” he teases back causing you both to laugh before he’s looping his arm over you shoulders pulling you close, “nice to have a minute with just you though.” he hums you smiling turning to press a kiss to his hand that rests over your shoulder.

“it’s nice,” you say turning to face him better, bringing your feet out the water resting over his lap, where his hands find your legs, gently brushing up and down them, “i like seeing you with kids, you’re really great with them.” you smile seeing a smirk creep onto his face.

“you telling me you got a little bit of baby fever.” he smirks leaning in closer to you, your hands finding his cheeks.

“maybe,” you say leaning in but stopping against his lips, “but i’m not ready to give up my body yet.” you whisper causing him to chuckle as he pulls you in for a kiss, hands moving up to your waist pulling you onto his lap.

you giggle pulling away, resting your head against his shoulder as you sit sideways across his lap, looking out over the lake. one hand comes up and down brushing over your back the other coming over your knees, thumb brushing across your skin.

“i think we have plenty of time for that babe.” he mumbles against your neck, pressing a small kiss before pulling away hearing a certain scream of his name

“jack jack.” ellie squeals running down to him crashing into his back, her little arms coming around his neck.

“hey ellie.” he laughs as you move off his lap, ellie replacing you, sitting with her back against his chest, “you’re gonna be getting ready for bed soon.” jack says, ellie shaking her head as she leans back against his chest.

“me no tired.” she says, followed by a well timed yawn making you chuckle.

“how about if jack jack took you to bed huh?” you ask and you see her eyes light up, as she quickly nods, you and jack standing up, him carrying ellie on his hip into the house.

yous make your way upstairs to her small makeshift crib as you wait by the door, jack laying her down, gently pulling the small blanket over her.

you watch from the doorway seeing him press a quick kiss to her forehead a small smile appearing on her face as she falls asleep.

he lingers for a moment, leaning over the e crib watching to make sure she’s asleep before he turns to you, flashing a smile, before he quickly leads you out, gently shutting the door behind you, leaving it a few inches open.

“your good at that you know.” you whispers, wrapping your arms around his waist, his falling around the neck as he looks down to you.

“well i was apparently great with luke when he was a baby.” jack mumbles, a smug smile on his face before you laugh.

“jack you would have been like 2 or 3.” you chuckle, as he pulls a face at you.

“hey, i was good for a 2 year old.” he huffs before pulling you close, kissing the top of your head, “how about we grab a drink now, i bought that wine you like today.” he smiles, leading you downstairs to the kitchen where you smile as he pulls out the bottle of wine you love so much.

“gimme a big glass of that please.” you joke sitting at the island while he pours two glasses, a bit more in yours than his.

you slides your glass over, both of you taking a sip as you hum in joy before heading out to the fire pit where everyone else is sat talking.

there’s only one space left and without thinking, jack sits down pulling you onto his lap being careful of your wine before shoving a blanket over the top of yous.

“warm enough?” he asks and you nod laying back against his chest.

“i’m all good.” you smile, settling into conversation with his family around you. yous laugh along, ellen sharing some stories of the boys when they were younger, like the time jack when he was 5 tried to use quinns skates and fell over immediately, him hiding in embarrassment behind you, digging his head in your neck.

time passes and soon people are starting to head back inside, you going in to refill your glasses when you notice jack didnt follow. confused, you quickly pour your wine before poking your head out the back doors, squinting in the darkness trying to find jack.

you see him, laying in the small hammock looking out over across the lake. you smile, walking over and stumbling slightly once you reach him, jack reaching out to steady you.

"woah, baby maybe youve had too much." he giggles, taking his glass from you, helping you get comfy, laying ontop of him, back against his chest.

"mmh, im good," you humm, closing your eyes for a moment feeling jacks breathing beneath you, "just a bit tipsy," you giggle, looking up to see him holding back his own laugh.

you both manage to calm down a bit? jacks fingers grazing up and down your arm as you both sip your wine under the stars.

“you’d be a great mom y/n.” jack whispers, coming down to kiss you, letting his lips slide over yours.

“mmh,” you hum pulling away, “how many would you want?” you asks, moving carefully to see his face better.

“maybe three, i mean growing up as three brothers I’ve always wanted three of my own.” he smiles, as you nod, letting one hand tangle in his loose curls at the back of his head.

“i could do three,” you start before rethinking, “although if the whole process is traumatising, i might have to rethink.” you say causing him to laugh.

“whatever you want baby, it’s your body.” he smiles, moving slightly so the hammock will rock side to side.

you finish your wine before you start to feel your eyes droop most likely due to the alcohol as you feel your glass be taken from your grip.

looking up you see jack placing them both on the floor, “come one baby, let’s head to bed.” he whispers carefully getting up as he helps you up, arm going over your shoulders as his other hand carries the two wine glasses.

you both stumble a bit, laughing at your walking before making it to the kitchen, sliding open the patio door and creeping inside, locking the door behind you.

he places the two glasses in the sink before turning back to you, taking you in his arms, yours moving around his neck.

“how do you feel about a boat day tomorrow baby?” he asks, hands running up and down your hips, swaying left to right.

“is like that.” you smile, placing a small kiss below his ear before heading upstairs to bed. he guides you upstairs hand on your lower back and into his room, locking the door behind while you walk over to grab something to change into.

you decide on one of jacks old training camp t-shirts and strip of your shorts and top, unclasping your bra before sliding on the shirt, just staying in your panties.

you turn seeing jack frozen in place one eyebrow raised.

“what?” you giggle at his posture.

“you’re just so hot,” he says making you laugh even more, walking over to him, his hands grasping your waist, “i’d get you pregnant eighth here if i could.” he whispers with a smirk as you smack his chest.

“jack,” you whisper shout seeing his smirk turn to a grin, “i mean id probably let you but im on my period right now.” you say seeing his face turn to disappointment, “also put a ring on me first please.” you say as his eyebrows raise.

“i’d marry you tomorrow baby.” he whispers pressing his face into your neck, pressing soft kisses up and down.

“me too baby, me too.” you smile before pulling away to finish getting ready.

you move into the bathroom, tying your hair up and starting to wash your face, while jack walks in after a few minutes in just some sweatpants ready for bed.

he comes up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist, head resting on your shoulder as you finish your skincare.

“can i try some of that?” he asks, as you put on your moisturiser. you smile at his curiosity before hopping up onto the counter, letting him step between your legs, hands on your thighs as you apply a thin layer across his skin.

“you’ve got gorgeous skin honey.” you smile, how he never gets any zits and doesn’t even wash his face properly is crazy to you.

you finish before he grabs you by the waist as you squeal in surprise, carrying you back to bed, laying you down before he lays ontop of you, face buried between your breasts.

“you ok there jacky?” you ask, seeing a content smile on his face at his position.

“i just love your boobs y/n,” he whispers causing you to laugh, but quickly quieten down again as there’s a small knock at the door.

jack moves, so he’s sitting up, resting on his elbow, before quietly saying “come in,” seeing his cousin peek inside with a certain someone in their arms.

“so sorry to wake you jack, but she won’t go to sleep unless it’s with you,” she says, feeling guilty as jack just smiles.

“don’t worry, she can sleep with us.” he smiles, looking down to you for confirmation. you nod smiling at him, before his cousin comes over laying her on jacks chest, ellie immediately lighting up at jacks presence, as his cousin leaves.

“jack jack.” she mumbles half asleep, before light snores come from her as she falls asleep almost immediately.

“she’s precious.” you whisper, cuddling into jack side, head resting on the spare area of his chest, “can’t wait for us to have our own little family.” you whisper, feeling a light kiss pressed to the top of your head.

“soon baby, i promise, soon.”

#hockey x reader #jack hughes #nhl #hockey #jack hughes x reader #jack hughes dad #jack hughes fic #jack hughes x y/n #86 x reader #hughes brothers

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hughes-your-daddy · 2 months ago

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Hey!! You’re so great at writing angst omg!! This could be for any player, but could you do something where maybe this time y/n gets hurt? She’s hurt pretty bad and he’s really worried about her, but instead she just feels horrible that she wrecked his car. He’s just shocked that she would think that he cares more about his car being totaled than her being in the hospital. And maybe a sprinkle of him taking care of her at home when she gets released from the hospital☺️🍦🍒

i love this idea thank youuu

i’m sorry..

pairing: quinn hughes x fem reader

warnings: hospitals, car crash, swearing

summary: driving to quinn’s game took an unexpected turn

“alright babe, peteys here so i’m heading off now,” quinn calls out, walking into your shared bedroom where you’re sat doing your hair and makeup for the game tonight.

he rounds the corner stopping at the door and leaning against it for a moment. “you look so pretty baby.” he smiles, catching your eyes through your mirror.

“thank you,” you blush, spinning around on your stool to see him properly as he pushes off the doorframe coming over.

“you’re wearing that suit i got you.” you smile, seeing his new suit being worn, as he walks over, taking your face in his hands leaning down to brush his lips against yours.

“gotta look good for you tonight baby,” he smiles against your lips before pressing a soft kiss to yours.

“i love you ok, ill see you later, drive safe.” he smiles before pressing one last kiss to your lips, smiling as he pulls away.

“i love you too.” you call out as he leaves the apartment, leaving you to finish getting ready. it was the annual hughesbowl tonight so you decide to go a little more with your routine than normal. you decide on some loose curls in your hair with your normal makeup routine before moving to pull on a pair of slightly baggy jeans, and quinn’s jersey, layering a hoodie underneath to stay warm.

you walk though to living room quickly throwing a few necessities into your bag before sliding on your leather jacket and grabbing quinn’s keys.

your car had been in the shop after the engine just wouldn’t turn over so quinn’s been getting a ride off petey most days refusing to let you get an uber without him as in his words ‘you could be kidnapped baby.’

so that’s how you end up in your apartments garage sitting in the drivers seat of quinn’s car, pulling the seat forward and adjusting yourself before pulling out of the garage heading to the arena.

the arena is t too far away from your apartment, that the whole reason you chose there in the first place when buying it, but the traffic makes the ride so much longer.

sitting in traffic you quickly send him a good luck text like you always do, before the car infront starts moving.

thankfully you start to see the arena come into view and just as the about to turn into the small parking lot for family and friends of the players.

that’s when it happens.

a car pulling out infront of you, speeding.

causing you to crash into them with the hood of the car, sending the buckle spinning.

it all goes dark.

quinn’s walking in, straight to the changing room quickly greeting a few people before starting to get geared up.

he quickly discards the suit, sliding on his base layers before just chucking on a hoodie and some shorts as he’s going to quickly do some media and press before the game.

he’s about to give you a call when luke comes barrelling through the front door, jack not far behind.

the teammates looking between the two brothers then to quinn in shock, thinking what they’re doing in the opposing teams changing room.

he says a quick apology to the few people in there before going over, brows furrowed.

“guys, what the hell are you doing?” he asks, voice sharper than usual, before it immediately softens at their speechless expressions.

“guys, seriously, what’s wrong?” he asks pulling them into the hallway, jack taking a breath.

“it’s-“ jack starts before being cut off by his team manager.

“boy, games been delayed for a while. a crash happened just outside, it’s blocking entryways.” they say before heading into the changing room to tell the others.

“ok jack, finish your sentence man.” quinn prods but by the look on jacks now pale face he knows something’s wrong.

“jack, talk to em yeh?” he says trying to comfort his younger brother.

“the crash, it’s y/n.” jack stutters and that’s all it takes before quinn’s sprinting off out the exit, jack and luke on his tail until he comes to a screeching halt.

he can see it.

the hood of the car crumpled, smashed glass everywhere and blood on the airbags. police manage to barricade off the scene, trying to keep the crowds to a minimum. he runs over to the police, surveying the damage.

“i’m sorry sir, but you can’t be here right now.” the cop says, ushering him back before quinn cuts him off.

“n-no that’s my car, my fiancé was driving.” he says, stumbling over his words as the cops face falls.

“oh im sorry, ill grab one of the emt’s.” he says quickly before heading off towards the ambulance.

“did yous see anything?” quinn asks turning to see his brothers stood behind, faces blank.

luke tries to find some words before jack stops him.

“no, we just saw the car when luke was driving us into the parking lot, apparently it had been gridlocked for ike an hour.” jack says, shaking his head before the cop comes back over followed by an emt.

“family of y/n y/l/n?” she asks, all three nodding, “she’s been taken to vancouver general hospital. she’s not too badly injured, a few scrapes, bruises, a small concussion, but she did dislocate her knee due to the impact but that’s the worst of her injuries.” the emt says, sending a small smile quinn’s way.

“but she’s ok?” quinn asks, the emt nodding. he releases a breath he didn’t know he was holding before realising, they were stood in the middle of the street with a game starting in an hour, fans starting to notice them.

“quinn we’ve gotta move, they’re noticing us,” luke mumbles, hand on his shoulder.

“yeh, yeh, follow me there’s a door round the side.” quinn mumbles still stuck in his own thoughts, before hurrying back into the building heading to the dressing room before remembering about jack and luke.

“um,” he says, turning around quickly, jack and luke nearly running into him, “message mom and dad, just say i won’t be playing and that i’ll see them tomorrow or something.” he rushes out before turning to leave.

“quinn,” jack shouts, quinn turning brows raised, “we’re not playing dude, not when y/n injured like that yeh? get some clothes on, we’ll drive you there.” jack says before pulling him into a tight hug.

“she’ll be fine yeh? take a breather.” he mumbles, quinn visibly relaxing a bit.

“i’ll be quick.” he mumbles before turning to the dressing room.

his teammates side eye him seeing his frantic movements, rushing to pull on some trainers since he’s already got some shorts and a hoodie on before turning to petey.

“woah hughes, what’s happening?” he asks, quinn looking between him and tocchet.

“y/n was in a crash,” he says, expressions of shock being shared around the room, “i can’t play the game tonight. i’ve gotta head straight to the hospital.” he rushes, throwing some stuff into his bag, petey resting a hand on his shoulder.

“don’t worry about us ok? go see y/n,” he says sending quinn a small smile, “just send a message with how she is ok?” he says, quinn nodding before rushing out to the parking lot where jack and luke are waiting the car already running.

he quickly hops in the passengers seat, jack driving with luke in the back before he starts driving over to the hospital.

the ride felt like hours when jack was nearly breaking speed limits getting there in record speed.

jack pulls up to the front doors, quinn quickly jumping out while jack parks up, luke following his eldest brother.

“sorry, excuse me,” quinn says, slightly out of breath, waving down a nurse at reception, “my fiancé was brought here ‘y/n y/l/n,’ she was in a car accident.” quinn rushes out, panic still flooding his body.

“ok, she was brought in about an hour ago, but is currently in surgery so yous can take a seat in the waiting area,” the nurse smiles, but quinn’s mind is caught on those few words ‘in surgery.’

“sorry, what do you mean in surgery?” he asks, the nurse frowning.

“we’re you not contacted?” she asks, quinn shaking his head not recalling a phone call, “she was taken in for a routine knee surgery due to her dislocation.” the nurse says, quinn nodding absentmindedly, “she should be out in around 2-3 hours.” the nurse smiles before moving to assist someone else.

“quinn, come sit down yeh?” luke mumbles, busing him over to a few free seats where they sit down, quinn’s bodies collapsing against the plastic.

they find themselves sat in silence, jack eventually joining them asking for any updates but luke just waves him off, quickly explaining the situation. ellen and jim eventually show up, leaving the arena but due to the crash, traffic there became crazy.

it took them a few hours but when they did show up, ellen was straight to taking quinn in her arms, a few silent tears falling from her eldests eyes.

“i told her to take my car mom, if she wasn’t driving then it wouldn’t have happened to her. i caused this,” he whispers in disbelief, ellen quickly pulling away, a stern look on her face.

“quintin hughes, don’t you dare blame this on yourself,” she says stern, wiping a few stray tears off his face, “it was the other driver, a drunk, none of this was yours or y/n’s fault ok?” she says, quinn giving her a small nod before being brought back to reality by a nurse calling your name.

“y/n y/l/n?” she says, the group rushing over, quinn at the front of them, “she’s out of surgery now, room 315.” she says before they’re off navigating their way through the hospital making their way to her room.

ellen pushes him gently towards the door, his family giving him a moment in privacy to see her before them.

he gently opens the door a small creak echoing through the small room causing you to look over in surprise. that’s when you see it, that familiar mop of brown, and brown eyes meeting yours.

“quinn,” you breathe out before he’s stepping across the room quickly immediately taking you into his arms as you feel yourself break down, as he holds you tight.

“shh baby,” he soothes as you hear his own voice waver slightly as he perches himself on your bed, not loosening his grip.

“i-im so sorry,” you cry, him pulling away in confusion.

“sorry for what baby? that crash wasn’t your fault, it was a drunk guy.” quinn says gently, as you catch his eyes, seeing them red like he’d been crying.

“but your car is ruined.” you mumble, as he takes your face in his hands, pressing a firm kiss to your forehead.

“baby, i need you to know i do not care about my car right now, i just care that the ok yeh?” he asks as you can’t bring yourself to respond, “seriously baby, you’re the most important thing in my life, way more important than a car, i can buy a new one baby, i can’t get abouther one of you though.” he says, voice wobbling slightly towards the end.

“i was so scared.” you whisper, looking down before he’s moving to sit next to you on the bed, kicking his legs up, while his arms coming around your shoulders, you laying into his chest.

“your ok now, all safe with me.” he whispers back as you feel yourself start to finally relax slightly knowing he’s here with you now.

you get released pretty quickly from the hospital, ellen and jim deciding to stay a few more days to make sure you’d be settled back at home. the drive back was ok, quinn making sure he was very gentle with his driving, avoiding any bumps or harsh breaking due to your knee still being in pain from surgery even with it wrapped in a. thick layer of gauze and a knee brace.

he helps you out the car, crutches in hand as he gives you both of them but never leaves your side the whole time from the parking lot to the elevator up to your apartment. he’s by your side, hand on your lower back there for you. if you needed some extra support.

he quickly unlocks your apartment, moving away from you to quickly set up some blankets and pillows on the couch so you can set up there for the day, ellen and jim following behind you.

“we’re gonna head out and grab some groceries for you guys ok? i’ll make sure yous are all stocked up on snacks and meals.” she smiles before giving ew h of yous a hug, before heading out with him, leaving just you and quinn in the apartment.

“here baby, lemme help you.” he says, helping you back onto the couch, laying your favourite fluffy blanket over you.

“i’m gonna grab you some new clothes to change into but we’ll worry about hot showering tomorrow ok?” he asks and you send him a soft smile feeling the exhaustion overcome you.

he doesn’t take long before he’s back with a pair of his sweatpants and his hoodie in hand, coming over to the couch peeling back the blanket.

he helps you get undressed without leaving your spot, easily sliding the clothes onto your body, being careful of every time you wince at the ache in your body or pain in your knee.

“ok, all done baby,” he smiles, pressing a soft kiss to your lips, “you need anything?” he asks, gently rubbing up and down your hip.

“cuddles?” you ask quietly, the grin widening on quinn’s face as he happily complies, sliding behind you on the couch so you can lag between his legs, back against his chest.

“i love you y/n,” quinn whispers pressing a soft kiss beneath your ear, as you smile, taking his hand in yours, resting it in your lap.

“i love you too quinny.”

#hockey x reader #nhl #quinn hughes #quinn hughes fic #quinn hughes x reader #quinn hughes imagine #43 x reader #vancouver canucks #jack hughes #hughes brothers #luke hughes

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hughes-your-daddy · 2 months ago

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she’s gone

pairing: jack hughes x fem reader

summary: you wake up alone in pain, blood on the mattress

warning: mentions of miscarriage

you toss and turn through the night feeling the dull pain in the bottom of your back due to your pregnancy, 6 months in to carrying twins, a boy and girl.

you and ack had both struggled lately, jack had been really stressed due to playoffs rolling around causing him to loose sleep and stop eating slightly. but, him and luke had his parents visit with quinn, since the canucks got knocked out of playoffs.

with family visiting that meant more plans and standing to meet them which just caused your exhaustion to fly through the roof, but at least jack was sleeping again, more relaxed and eating which is all you could ask for.

you finally got some peace, jack and luke hug left for a roadie that day, so you just had ellen, jim and quinn over for some takeout, way more relaxing than what yous had been doing, since they were going home in a few days.

so here you are tossing and turning, trying to fight that pain but you give in when it moves to your lower stomach a small cramp. you move to sit up but stop, immediately stripping back the sheets and turning your lamp on to see it.

blood.

a lot of it.

stained onto your sheets.

you feel your breathing begin to pick up, as you scramble to grab your phone, quickly dialling jacks number.

“y/n baby, everything-“ he starts but you don’t even register him speaking and cut him off.

“j-jack,” you stutter and you immediate hear rustling about in the other end, jack seeming a lot more awake now.

“baby, baby, what’s going on, talk to me.” he rushes out, hearing luke groan in the background.

“i-i woke up and there was blood, a lot of it. i’m worried jack.” you get out before your voice breaks, sobs wracking your body. you hear silence on the other end before more rustling.

“ok, listen to me baby. call my mom, she’ll be over in an instance ok, she’ll help you,” he starts and you hear him wake luke up, “i’m gonna be on the first flight out ok, i’ll see you in a few hours.” he says and you nod before realising he can’t hear.

“what if they’re hurt?” you ask and you hear him take a wavering breath.

“hey baby, don’t think like that ok?” he asks, and you hear his voice break slightly, “but i’ll see you in a few hours, be brave for me ok?” he asks and you quickly reply with an ‘ok,’ sending him a small ‘i love you’ before handing up to call ellen.

he’s right, she answers after the first ring immediately awake hearing your sibs over the phone.

“y/n, honey what’s going on?” she asks and you explain the situation, feeling you’re breathing go ragged.

“ok honey, i’m gonna need you to breathe for me ok? you gotta breathe for your babies.” she says, and you hear a car door slam, meaning they’re probably on her way over.

“ok, we’re gonna be thee in no time ok? just take some breaths.” she soothes and before you know it, she’s opening the front door with the spare key you gave her, calling out your name.

“y/n honey?” she calls out before finding you in bed, still sat in the same position you woke up in, scared to move.

“oh honey.” she coos coming over to take you into her arms, sitting by your legs, rubbing circles on your bag as you cry into her shoulder, soaking her sweater. “take some deep breaths for me honey.” she says pulling away to wipe your cheeks, “i called the ambulance, so it should be here soon.” she says and you nod, sniffling.

“i-im sorry for waking you. i got scared and jack said to call.” you stutter taking a moment to try and calm your breathing.

“hey now, don’t apologise. you know that if you need anything you call yeh? we’ve seen you grow from a baby into you today. if you can’t get to your parents you call us.” jim says stern but soft to make sure you understand. he takes the seat exit to you rubbing circles on your back, as you nod.

the ambulance crew arrive shortly after, jim leading them through to you where they begin taking some vitals, using some of their gear to check your babies.

“is this your mom?” the emt asks and before you can reply, ellen speaks up.

“yes, is everything alright?” she asks and even the smallest gesture can make you nearly start crying again, your mom and dad living 1000’s miles away from you has made your pregnancy so hard but ellen has always felt like that second mom to you, jim a second dad and luke and quinn being siblings you never had.

“well, we’re struggling to hear a heartbeat for one of your twins, but the other is nice and strong. so, we’re gonna take her to the hospital so they can check her over.” the emt says, before helping you to stand.

you opt to change your shorts to some of jacks sweatpants, before they lead you down to the ambulance where they lay you down on the small bed, hooking you up to some of the machines while ellen rides with you, jim following behind in their car.

the ambulance ride is full of silence, you being left in your own thoughts as they transport you to the hospital. you seem to arrive quite quickly, before they wheel you into a small cubicle the nurse doing some checks.

they take your vitals and some bloods before they bring out the ultrasound, moving to check your babies, and by the way the nurses face falls you know exactly what’s coming.

“i’m so sorry miss y/l/n, your baby girls has lost her heartbeat. i’m sorry but you’ve experienced a miscarriage.” she says, and the world stops.

your little girl. your little girl that you and jack spent 6 months caring for, that you spent 6 months carrying and nurturing, gone. you and jack had just finished their shared nursery, two cribs. luke and quinn just bought yous gift baskets, one for a girl and one for a boy. ellen’s son jim just bought yous car seats and a stroller. two of each, now you won’t need them. you’ll only need one.

you find yourself shaking your head not believing it’s real.

“n-no, it can’t be right, it’s w-wrong,” you cry your voice breaking at the end, ellen immediately by your side, pulling you into her arms.

“i’m so sorry honey.” she whispers, her own voice wavering slightly, as she tightens her grip, holding you close.

“because your nearly into your third trimester we’re going to have to perform am emergency c-section to make sure your little boy is delivered safely, along with your little girl.” the nurse says, ellen pulling away from you.

“like now? like i won’t carry full term?” you ask, quickly wiping your cheeks in a panic.

“it’s the safest thing for your little boy and you. yous both can end up in a dangerous position if you don’t do the surgery and deliver your girl.” she says and you nod.

“ok, do it. um, when will it happen?” you ask the nurse quickly checks her ipad.

“your going to be booked in for around 1pm tomorrow, as we need to run some tests before you head in.” the nurse says sending you a small smile before leaving.

“i need to call jack.” you mumble but ellen stops you.

“he’s on a plane sweetie, he won’t be able to pick up.” she says, sitting by your legs, rubbing your knee comfortingly.

“what did i do wrong?” you ask tears welling in your eyes again, ellen taking a deep breath.

“you didn’t do anything wrong honey, unfortunately our bodies just can’t handle everything and that’s not our fault.” she says, and you look up to see her own eyes welling with tears as you nod, moving to take her hand, grounding yourself.

you get moved into a hospital room, where they give you a hospital gown to change into, ellen helping you before getting back into the bed.

jim is finally let in, and you see quinn following behind him face softening at the sight of you. he’s like your older brother so having him here really meant a lot to you.

“i’m so sorry y/n,” he says, coming straight over to give you a hug, “jacks on his way, shouldn’t be too long.” he says, pulling away giving you a small smile before leeching on the end of the bed.

“i have to get surgery, deliver our babies early.” you say voice small swing quinn’s brows raise before relaxing again, knowing he’s keeping you calm to an extent.

a couple hours pass and you see the sun start to rise at around 6am when the door swings open seeing jack stood, luke behind him, jacks hair messy dressed in baggy sweatpants and a hoodie with his eyes red, immediately tearing up when he sees you.

“jack,” you whisper before he’s over in seconds, wrapping his arms tight around you as you feel your shoulder grow slightly wet with the thin hospital gown. you feel your own tears fall as you hear the others leave, giving you some privacy.

“i’m so sorry i wasn’t there.” jack says, voice breaking as you shake your head pulling away.

“you wouldn’t have known, i was fine a few hours before it came out of nowhere.” you say your hand shakily moving to wipe his cheek before he takes it between his own bring it to his lips to press a kiss to the back of it.

“you must have been so scared,” he whispers, cradling your hand between his, perching on the edge of your bed, being as close to you as possible, “what did they say?” he asks and then you realise he doesn’t know.

“u-um, we lost the little girl.” you stutter out and seen his face drop completely before sobs wrack his body, as he drops to your chest, your arms enveloping him your own tears falling silently as yous process what’s going on.

“i have to have surgery to deliver both of them it’s the safest thing for us.” you say, gently stroking the back of his head, “but it’s gonna be ok, cause it has to be.” you say voice wavering as he pulls back, taking your cheeks in his hands.

“i promise you i’ll be here the whole time, ill never leave your side ok?” he says and you nod, afraid if you speak you’ll end up breaking down again.

you look over his face seeing the bags under his eyes, realising he probably went back to not sleeping so you bunk along the bed, patting the space beside you. he crawls in, taking you in his arms as you cuddle up to his chest knowing right here is where you two need to be right now.

“how’s little baby boy?” he asks gently stroking the back of your head with one hand the other coming to rest gently on your bump.

“happy and healthy.” you say with a small smile. the thought of being able to meet your little boy is amazing but under these circumstances your finding hard to be happy about it.

“that’s good.” he hums and before you know it the two of you are fast asleep, the presence of the other keeping yous both calm and at peace.

the next time you wake up, the others are back in the room, only quinn and luke awake while jim and ellen are asleep in the small chairs. you also realise that jack is up, sitting with you laying against his chest.

“d’you get some rest?” he asks and you nod, pulling yourself, to sit up with jacks help.

“have you got a name for your little boy?” quinn asks, bunched up next to ikr on the small sofa chair next to the bed.

“we had some ideas but couldn’t find one to fit.” jack says, fingers tracing up and down your arm.

“i wanna name one girl too.” you say, causing all eyes to fall on you, as you look between them, “she’s still our baby, i still have to deliver her.” you say jack nodding, pressing amiss to your head.

“i’d love to name her.” jack says voice small but filled with a happiness, a sad one, but nonetheless a happiness.

the nurses pop in and out taking some bloods and rubbing some tests before they’re ready to take you into the or.

jack gets given some scrubs to change into and a small hair cap so he can come in as well, while the others wait in the waiting area. they numb you with an epidural before your wheeled through, jack following and holding your hand the whole time.

they set up, with a small blue divider set across your chest to stop you from seeing the surgery. jack gets given a small stool, sitting by your head holding one of your hands the other gently stroking your hair, whispering soothing words the whole time.

you start to feel some pressure against your stomach when they start the operation, while jack keeps you talking.

“you got a name yet?” he asks, eyes locked onto yours keeping you from breaking.

“umm, i really liked eloise and maybe jaqueline as a middle name?” you ask and see his eyes tear up, as he presses his lips shut to control himself.

“that’s beautiful y/n,” he says pressing a small kiss to your forehead, “i think she’d love that.” he says and you nod unable to speak anymore.

“how about for our boy?” he asks quickly wiping his eyes before looking back down to you.

“i like brooks lucas.” you say seeing him take a deep breath.

“brooks lucas hughes, i think that’s perfect.” he whispers before leaning down to press a kiss to your lips, both of yous tasting the salty taste of your tears mixing.

“ok mom, your gonna feel quite a bit of pressure here, we’re being out your baby boy.” the surgeon calls out, you and jack looking at each other, filled with love, readiness to meet your baby boy.

after a few minutes you hear the surgeon say he’s out, looking up seeing a small smile on jacks face as he peeks over the curtain.

“here’s here y/n, you did great baby.” he says, brushing a piece of hair out of your face, eyes filled with love.

they quickly wipe him off before holding him against your chest as best as possible, seeing how small his is as a premature baby.

“he’s tiny.” you whisper, finger coming up to strike his cheek.

“he’s strong though, and beautiful. he’s gonna fight.” jack whispers back, head close to yours to see him.

“hiya brooks.” he whispers, finger gently rubbing over the small boys blanket that he’s wrapped in.

they take him away to go in the small incubator due to him being born early when they deliver your baby girl. except this time you don’t hear cries or excitement, it feels like the air got sucked out of the room.

they quickly clean her off before wrapping her up for you to see, the same as brooks.

“hiya my sweet girl.” you whisper, feeling overwhelmed with emotion, seeing her laying still no signs of life.

“she’s beautiful.” jack whispers pressing a kiss to your head, most likely to hide his tears. you take a moment with her while they begin the afterbirth and to stitch you up, before the nurse has to take her away again.

“ok, once your out of here you’ll be able to move around don’t worry about the stitching, we actually suggest to try and move around so you don’t get all achey, and you can change back into your own clothes now if you want.” the nurse smiles before removing the divider.

they finish the surgery and your wheeled back to your room, jack quickly changing into his sweats again, but this time wearing a tshirt before turning to you.

“i’ve got some spare clothes you can wear?” he asks and you nod a small smile on your face. he helps you, being super careful with your body, slipping his hoodie over your head and helping to slide on some of his sweatpants, now sitting looser than before with your deflated belly.

“ok, how we feeling?” he asks, helping you to lag back down.

“a bit better i guess.” you shrug, jack movie to sit next to you on the bed, taking you under his arm, resting across your shoulders.

“we’ll get through this, i promise. and we’ll try for as many babies as you want. i’ll never stop trying for you.” jack whispers a sad smile appearing on your face.

“i’d love that.” you whisper back letting your head rest against his shoulder.

the others file back inside, getting updated on how the surgery went and the babies names.

“he’s called brooks lucas hughes.” you smile looking to luke seeing a few tears spring to his eyes.

“that’s beautiful.” he whispers before his vice cuts out a small chuckle passing his lips. you own your arms the younger boy happily accepting your hug, being careful of your fresh stitches before giving jack a hug as well.

it’s not long before your able to go see brooks, they re connect you to the small iv line and wheel in a wheelchair for you to sit in. jack slowly pushes you through the hospital corridors while ellen walks beside you pushing your iv drip.

the nurse guides you into the nicu, where you see brooks in a small incubator. jack pushes you over to his area before helping you stand seeing your little boy breathing and healthy.

“oh honey, he’s perfect.” ellen coos from the other side, the others agreeing.

“i love you.” jack whispers so not you can hear, arms around your waist helping you stay steady, “i think we’re gonna be ok, might take a while but we’ll be ok.” he adds you nodding, turning t press a kiss to his cheek.

“i know.”

#hockey x reader #jack hughes #luke hughes #nhl #hughes brothers #hockey #jack hughes x reader #luke hughes x reader #quinn hughes #quinn hughes fic #jack hughes fic #jack hughes dad

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hughes-your-daddy · 2 months ago

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emergency room

paring: quinn hughes x fem reader

summary: practice on the local rink had ended a lot worse than you all thought

you pull quinn’s jack tighter around you as the chill from the ice rink reaches your skin. you watch from the stands your 5 year old, harvey, racing around the rink, jack and luke chasing him as quinn hovers by watching, passing him a puck to shoot every now and them.

luke and jack skate up beside quinn stopping to watch harvey skate. quinn passes him a few more pucks before he scores, quickly skating to do a celly, but as he turns, his skate catches sending him flying into the ice, a scream pricing the air.

your quickly up, hopping down from the stands, running to the door, seeing quinn already having harvey in his arms, the little boy screaming in tears.

jack skates over to you quickly, letting you hold onto his arm for support as you make your way over. you kneel down beside quinn, freezing at the sight of harvey’s wrist already darkening in a purple color.

“y/n don’t panic. the more you panic, he’ll freak out.” quinn says, breaking you from your trance.

“yeh yeh, ok.” you mumble, quickly taking your jacket off and wrapping it around harvey’s hand, mostly to just stop him from seeing it.

“hey buddy, mommy and daddy are gonna have to take you to the hospital.” quinn says, gently brushing up and down his back.

“mommy!” he screams out trying to reach for you but hurting his wrist in the process.

“i know baby. we’re gonna go somewhere to mane it feel better ok?” you say as quinn readjusts harvey in his arms so he could see you better.

“it h-hurts.” he stutters out, as you unclip his helmet, wiping his cheeks of the tears.

“hey, let me take him so you can get your skates off.” you say, sniffling slightly before quinn nods, everyone getting off the ice before he passes harvey over to you, as you gently bounce him on your hip.

“shh baby, deep breaths for me.” you soothe him, as his cries slowly die down to hiccups, “i gotta put you down so you can get your skates off ok?” you ask feeling him nod against your neck.

you quickly walk him through to the small changing rooms where the boys are unlacing their own skates. their heads perk up at you opening the door, eyes softening at the boy in your arms.

“jack, can you pass his bag please?” quinn asks, slipping on his trainers. he moves making room for harvey as you set him down. quinn kneeling to unlace the little boys skates. you didn’t put him in any pads today as it was just meant to be a silly little practice.

you unravel quinn’s jacket from his wrist seeing it even more bruised than before and quite swollen. you see his own eyes look down, quickly weeping in with tears so you know you have to distract him.

“hey harvey boy,” you smile seeing his eyes catch yours, “you wanna wear daddy’s jacket?” you ask holding it up, harvey giving you a shy nod before you wrap him up in it, the jacket being far to big for him as he drowns in it.

“ok buddy, all sorted. we’re gonna have to drive to the hospital now ok?” quinn says the small boy nodding reaching out an arm for quinn to pick him up. quinn gently lifts him up against his chest, his eyes meeting yours over harvey’s shoulder.

“he’s ok.” he mouths, you letting out a breath you didn’t realise you were holding.

“i’ll drive,” jack says throwing harvey’s bag over his shoulder, luke already calling jim and ellen.

the boys all have a car seat they’re cars during the summer for harvey, so quinn quickly straps him in before you get in the middle seat, quinn n the their side of you. harvey’s head falls to your shoulder, breaths still shuddering slightly from his crying, yet the smooth drive of the car seems to send him off to sleep. you keep your eyes on him, gently pushing the curls off of his forehead.

“hey.” quinn whispers pulling you away from the young boy. your eyes find his taking a moment to breathe, quinn’s face calming you slightly.

“it’s ok, i know it seems scary but he’s ok.” quinn whispers, looking over to the sleeping boy, taking your hand in his. you nod, a small smile appearing on your face letting your head fall onto his shoulder for the rest of the drive.

jack pulls up to the front of the emergency room, luke getting out to open the door to harvey’s side while you and quinn slip out the other.

“ok, we’re gonna head home see mom and dad, pick up some stuff. do you guys wanna message us with updates?” luke asks as you nod, quinn picking up harvey being careful of his arm as he stays asleep in quinn’s arms.

“yeh we’ll message you but hopefully we’ll be done quickly.” you say, like pulling you in for a quick hug before hopping back in, driving back home.

you walk through to reception signing in at reception and waiting to see a doctor. the small boy manages to stay asleep for quite a while still in quinn’s arms, tucked against his chest.

you sit slightly sideways on your chair watching him breathe small snores, one of quinn’s hands brushing up and down his back the other cradling his head.

“harvey hughes?” a nurse calls out, yours and quinn’s heads whip up, quickly going over to the nurse, harvey starting to wake up slightly.

“just in here please.” the nurse motions to a room with a small bed and a few chairs with a desk filled with medical supplies.

“ok dad, you can take a seat on the bed with him if that’s ok?” the nurse smiles, quinn moving to sit on the hospital bed, harvey in his lap.

“ok, so we’ve got a hockey accident, hurt his arm yeh?” she asks looking between you, both of you nodding.

“he’s usually really good with injuries, never really cries but he was really bad this time so we thought it would be best to come get it checked.” you say, looking at harvey who’s hiding in quinn’s chest avoiding the nurse.

“always best to get checked,” the nurse smiles, rolling over to the bed in her small stool, “hiya harvey, my names ellie, can i take a look at your arm?” she asks, but harvey just turns more into quinn.

“baby, you gotta show her, she’ll make it better.” quinn tries sending you a look but harvey refuses tears starting to come up again.

“harvey baby, she won’t hurt you.” you soothe moving over to stand by quinn.

“ok mom and dad,” ellie starts moving her attention to yous rather than harvey, “i need to see his arm so maybe if you could just turn him and hold him slightly tight so he won’t wriggle that’ll be great and i’ll get done super quick.” she smiles and you nod, moving to sit next to quinn, who turns slightly in his seat to make harvey’s arm accessible for ellie.

he hold harvey with one arm the other coming up to hold harveys head against his shoulder. your hand comes up over quinn’s, your thumb gently brushing harvey’s forehead. his cries only intensify when ellie starts checking his arm so you keep whispering little comments to him to try and calm him down, feeling yourself get worked up at his cries.

“ok, so from what i can see it’s most likely broken but we’ll send him through for an xray just in case.” she smiles before leaving, quinn releasing harvey from his hold, the boy quickly turning around to bury his face in quinn’s neck.

“hey buddy, it’s all done now. shhh baby.” quinn soothes, moving to stand up gently bouncing harvey in his arms slowly walking around to try and calm him. you walk over to quinn, wrapping your arms around his waist from behind resting your cheek against his back.

“you ok baby?” he asks, turning his head slightly to direct his words to you.

“yeh, just hate seeing him upset.” you mumble, hearing quinn humm in agreement, the both of you swaying together hearing harvey’s cries die down to hiccups.

“i’m gonna send jack a quick message, update him.” you say, pulling away pressing a small kiss to harvey’s head, a quick one to quinn’s cheek before moving over to your bag fishing out your phone to send a message.

you type it out just saying he’s heading through for an xray, jack replying saying they’ll make their way over to wait for yous in the waiting room.

the nurse comes back before leading you through to the small xray room, quinn going in with him while you wait outside on one of the small seats.

you sit, elbows resting on your knees feeling your own eyes well up with tears as thoughts cloud your brain with guilt, feeling guilty that this is all your fault because you let him go to practice this morning when he was gonna stay home with you.

you hear the door begin to open again, quickly wiping your face of the loose tears, taking a breath before standing up, quinn walking out with harvey who’s slowly falling asleep against his chest once again.

“hey, she said- woah what’s wrong honey?” he asks, as you shake your head, his arm coming around you being careful of harvey in between you.

“no i’m fine, just got caught up like in my head.” you say, lean ding up to press a kiss to his cheek. he pulls away slightly giving you a look saying he doesn’t believe you.

“i promise you, in ok.” you smile and he nods, loosening his arm slightly so yous can walk back to the small hospital room while his arm still stays around your waist.

yous don’t have to wait for long until ellie is back with the news that harvey had indeed broken his arm in a few small places so he has to get a cast out on.

“ok, he’s going to have to lay in the bed for this one unfortunately.” ellie says, both of you nodding as quinn gently lays him down his eyes fluttering open making an effort to reach out for him again.

“baby, you gotta just lay her for a little bit ok? but mommy and daddy are right here.” you say, pushing the small curls off of his forehead, the small boy looking between you and quinn before nodding hesitantly.

luckily he lays there the whole time ellie puts his cast on, harvey deciding on a blue cast to as he put it “match his daddy’s gear.” ellie sends you away with some medicine just to help with the pain, before he’s back in quinn’s arms as you leave seeing jack, luke, ellen and jim sitting in the small waiting area.

they stand up at the sight of yous, as you both walk over, eyes softening at the sight of harvey.

“so it’s broken huh?” jack asks as you nod.

“in a few places, hopefully will be healed in a couple months.” you say, ellen moving to give you a quick hug.

“guess that just means more time to spoil him.” ellen says causing you to let out a small laugh before pulling away.

“look look,” harvey calls out shwping his new cast.

“same color as daddy’s team.” he smiles, causing everyone to laugh.

“you’re gonna get them to sign it aren’t you.” quinn adds the boy nodding excitedly, showing jack and luke who are entertaining him.

“it’s gonna be fine see?” quinn nudges you, as you let out a little chuckle, wrapping your arms around his.

“yeh, gonna be all fine.” you smile.

#hockey x reader #jack hughes #luke hughes #nhl #hughes brothers #hockey #jack hughes x reader #luke hughes x reader #quinn hughes #quinn hughes fic #quinn hughes x reader #dad!quinn

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hughes-your-daddy · 2 months ago

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saved

pairing: luke hughes x nico hischier sister reader

summary: a night out with a few of your bothers teammates turns sour

warnings: sexual assault, swearing

the knock on your apartment door came a few minutes early, of course it did. you roll your eyes as you walk out of your bedroom, heels clicking in the floor as you slide in your earrings, opening your door to reveal nico waiting.

“are you nearly ready?” he asks, moving in and slumping onto the couch, wearing some black jeans with a loose shirt, a coat overtop.

“just about, your a bit early.” you mumble, checking yourself over in the mirror at the door.

“is that what your wearing?” nico asks, his protectiveness coming out in full force, as his eyes glance over your outfit.

“yes, and i’m n out changing ok? im very much happy in this outfit.” you sigh hearing him mumble something under his breath before standing up and shrugging his jacket off.

“at least wear this please? it’s cold tonight and we’re walking.” he asks, handing it over to you, waiting for you to take it.

“fine, but once we get there it’s coming off.” you sigh taking it from him, the jacket almost swallowing it at his big it looks on you.

“come on then.” you call, picking up your bag and heading out, nico behind you as you lock the door.

yous walk through the streets of new jersey, nico staying close clocking anyone who looks like they could do any sort of harm, moving closer to you each time some man walks towards yous.

yous finally make it to the club, nico being able to get yous to skip the line and heading straight in where as promised you shed the jacket straight away, passing it back to nico.

he leads you through the club, music blasting, strobe lights flashing as you spot the others waiting in a booth in a sectioned off area. you spot jack, luke and jesper sat around the booth a few of the others standing and mingling.

you walk over giving each a hug, one lasting longer with luke, your best friend.

“you look great y/n!” he shouts over the music as he hugs you, close to your ear.

“thank you lukey, at least someone thinks that.” you joke, pulling away as he moves, allowing you to slip into the booth, nico coming over with two drinks, jack following with some shots.

yous all clink your small shot glasses before tipping back the alcohol feeling that all too familiar burn down the back of your throat that you love so much.

you sip on the drink letting the alcohol flow into you, laughing along with the others, watching jack try and chat up some girls who declines him.

a few hours pass and you really start to feel the alcohol take affect, as your pulling the boys to the dance floor. nico shakes his head at you with a small smile on his face as he complies, jack and luke following.

yous create a small circle of the four of yous dancing to the music, screaming along to some 2000’s song. you jump with luke, him taking your hand and spinning you making you laugh, before gaining composure.

“hey, i’m gonna get another drink. you want one?” you slur slightly over the music, luke waving you off.

“i can go get it if you like?” he asks, brows furrowed slightly most likely at your state, hands coming to your waist to steady you.

“no no it’s fine lukey, i can.” you smile with a small giggle before shimmying out the both and heading over to the bar, through the crowd.

you make it over, flagging down a staff member before asking for your vodka coke, card out ready to pay.

you nod along to the music, starting to feel the pain slightly in your feet, jumping at the feeling of someone’s hands on your waist.

“luke, i said i was fine-“ you start pausing when you turn around to see it’s not luke standing there but some random man.

“hey, i’m sure whoever this luke guy is, he won’t mind eh?” he says moving slightly let closer.

“oh sorry, i don’t really do dates.” you smile politely trying to want him off.

“but i could change that for you huh?” he asks, smirk on his face as his fingers dig in slightly at your waist.

“oh, erm your hurting me slightly.” you try to peel his fingers off but his grip is too strong as he doesn’t listen.

“how about we go somewhere private sexy girl?” he says, less of a question and more of a statement as he starts to pull you through the crowd by the waist, towards the bathrooms.

“please stop, please.” you try to pull away but he keeps his arms tight around you, as you frantically try to look for the boys but you can’t see them over how crowded it is and how loud it is, no one can hear you.

you’re forced into a small bathroom stall, as he locks the door behind you. the bright lights in the bathroom start to hurt your head slightly as you really begin to feel drunk.

he makes quick work of coming over to you, as you quickly back into a corner.

“please stop, please.” you start to whimper, feeling tears spring to your eyes as he pulls you close forcing his lips onto yours.

you try to push him away but nothing works, his arms are too strong around your body. the tears fall as you realise what’s happening, as his hands travel down and under your mini dress, pulling it straight over your head, causing him to break the kiss.

“stop, stop please-“ you beg, moving to cover yourself up as you didn’t wear a bra, before your cut off by his lips again as he grinds himself against you, forcing his body onto yours, before your being pushed down onto the floor, him moving to unbuckle his belt.

“no stop please.” you continue crawling away from him into a corner of the stall, holding your arms over you, before the door swings open with force.

you eyes flicker between the man and the door, breathing in relief at the sight, seeing the boys stood in shock, before nicos quick in dragging the man bag by his tshirt, luke rushing over with jack on his trail.

“hey hey, your safe now.” he soothes, trying to cover you with his body from anyone trying to see what’s happening. he moves to gently touch you arm, you quickly pulling away, flinching at the touch, before you realise it was just luke.

“i’m sorry, im sorry, i didn’t mean to.” you rush out, pulling your legs up to give you more coverage.

“hey no it’s ok. don’t apologise,” luke says gently, eyes staying in yours. he moves to shrug his jacket off, jack turning around to cover yous from the nosy people.

“i’m gonna put this around you, is that ok?” he asks and you nod, sitting up slightly, letting him guide your arms through his eyes not once leaving yours. he gets your arms in before pulling it close around you, pulling you into his arms,

“your ok y/n, your ok.” you whispers, as you feel the tears of relief fall, realising everything that’s just happened, as he moves to sit with you on the ground.

“y/n!” you hear nico call out, your hesd whips up seeing nico rush over face red from anger, seeing his body relax as his eyes meet yours.

“nico.” you whimper before he takes you in his arms pulling you to your feet as his hand cradles your head.

“i’m sorry, i should have listened to you. i should have changed.” you stutter, tears falling.

“hey no. don’t apologise. you were wearing what you wanted to. it’s his fault not yours ok? not an inch of this is your fault y/n.” nico soothes, pressing a small quick kiss to the top of your head.

your cries die down, now just focusing on your breathing, when you pull away seeing dry blood on his knuckles.

“nico, what’s that?” you ask cautiously, seeing him stretch out his hand, shaking it out.

“it’s not mine, i promise. just got a bit carried away.” he mumbles, before looking back to you.

“let’s get you home ok? we’ve called an uber.” he says, as he lets you go, as you pull luke’s jacket tighter around yourself worried about walking out.

“what about people looking?” you ask, looking between the boys.

“the staff cleared the club out, some sort of protocol, your fine.” jack says, a small smile on his face.

“yeh, and the uber is pulled up out back so it should be quick getting out.” luke adds, pulling you into his side, arm brushing up and down yours.

the boys lead you out slowly, as your still very much drunk but still trying to regulate your breathing.

“you can stay at mine y/n, i’m not sending you home.” nico says, getting in last, sitting on the other side of you while luke takes the other, jack in the front.

“yeh, we’re all gonna stay if that’s ok?” luke asks and you nod, readying your head in his shoulder. he pauses for a moment before speaking again.

“lift your feet up.” luke says softly, patting his lap. your brows furrow, but do so, twisting so your back faces nico, feet now a little cramped but in luke’s lap.

he makes quickly work of your shoes, fingers finding the small buckles to unravel each strap on your heels before placing them on the ground of the car, hands moving to gently massage the bottom without saying anything.

“nico?” you say, resting your head back against his shoulder. he hums gently and nods before you continue.

“what happened to him?” you ask feeling the air get sucked out the car.

“i think the police took him.” nico says plainly as you nod unsure of how to respond.

the uber quickly pulls up to the apartment block pulling into garage to give you some more privacy but your quickly in the elevator and up to nicos floor, him unlocking the door and letting you in.

“head into the guest bedroom, take a shower. i’ll be there in a few.” nico says giving you another hug before letting you go and shower.

you stand under the water, looking down your body seeing marks start to appear. black and blue makes in the shape of fingers and hand prints appearing down your torso and thighs.

you begin to scrub, scrubbing hard at your body trying to wash off the memory of the past few hours. you keep scrubbing, skin becoming red and irritated with bruises getting no lighter before you break down.

loud sobs wrack your body as you slide down the shower wall, siting on the tiled floor as tears mix with the fresh water of the shower.

a knock brings you back to the world, hearing luke call out your name.

“l-luke? please.” you call out, feeling powerless hearing the door click open before the shower curtain is pulled back revealing luke, eyes softening at your position.

he quickly turns the water off grabbing a fluffy towel and helping to wrap it around your body before pulling you close, cries still falling from your mouth.

“hey, your gonna have to breathe for me. your gonna make yourself sick.” he says, soothing but stern as he braces your head against his chest to try and match his breathing and hear his heart beat. he doesn’t care that your hair is causing his own chest to become wet, he just cares that your ok.

“ok that’s good sweet girl. great job.” he soothes, hearing your cries die down to hiccups, regulating your breathing again.

“let’s get you dried yeh?” he says and you nod as he leads you to the bedroom, sitting you in the edge of the bed. “need me to help?” he asks, hands finding your arms to steady yourself as you nod.

he moves away to grab another towel to gently dry off the thick of your hair before gently patting your body dry, before moving over to a small cabinet.

“nico said these pants should work but i thought you might want to wear my tshirt? i just know you’ve said sometimes that you liked my cologne makes you calm-“ he starts rambling before locking eyes with you.

“yeh please, t-that be nice.” you hiccup with a small nod before he nods himself moving to help you get ready. he gently unwraps the towel from you eyes focusing on yours before they notice the marks down your body.

“are they?” he asks and you nod unable to talk, without feeling the shame.

“ok, i’m gonna get these on you then grab some ice.” he says but you can hear the anger under his voice that he’s trying to contain.

he quickly slides on the pyjama pants and his tshirt over your head before guiding you under the sheets of the bed.

“ok, i’ll be back. super quick don’t worry.” he says, you giving him a small nod before he disappears out the bedroom. you bury yourself further into the sheets in hopes it would just swallow you whole but you get interrupted by a voice at the door.

“y/n?” nico calls out. you turn over seeing him stood with jack phones in hand as you send them a small smile, probably the first all night as they come in, carefully staking places on the bed, nico sat up against the headboard next to you, jack at the bottom.

“jacks been talking to the police, been getting the information.” nico starts and you nod sitting up slightly, wincing at the pain.

“woah, you ok?” jack asks, noticing your expression before luke comes back, ice pack in hand also now in his own sweats still shirtless, assuming he left a pair hear the last time he stayed over.

“did he hurt you?” nico asks, brows furrowed, anger coming back.

“a few bruises.” luke mutters, making his way around and gently pulling back the covers and lifting your tshirt up slightly to reveal the marks as he gently places the ice down, pulling your tshirt back down. he sits by your legs on the side of the bed, arm sling over your knees.

“y/n, the police need to know this you know?” nico says, trying to remain calm, while keeping stern with his words.

“i know,” you nod, moving the ice pack to another area, “can we just leave it for tonight. i don’t wanna talk about it.” you mumble, looking down to fiddle with your hands.

“where’s your phone?” jack asks, and you nod to the bedside table where your phone lays before he’s up and taking it, sliding it into his pocket.

“what? hey, why’d you take it?” you ask, jack resuming his position on the bed.

“i’m not gonna sugar coat it, so there’s pictures of you circling online right now.” he says plainly, the room falling to a silence. you take a minute realising what he’s just said before nodding.

luke’s fingers find your legs and starts tracing shapes ontop of the covers, feeling the faint movement keeping your grounded.

“can we maybe just put on a movie. distract myself?” you ask, looking up the boys agreeing. nico moves along slightly, letting luke settle on the other side of you, jack remaining at the bottom of the bed.

your head finds luke’s shoulder as he presses a small kiss to the top, hand finding yours. “you can relax now.” he whispers under the sound of the movie so only you can hear. you smile moving your head slightly to press a small kiss to his shoulder to say thanks.

nico plays tangled, a film he knows is always a comfort for you whenever your feeling down. the film plays as you feel your eyes grow heavy letting them fall closed against luke’s shoulder. you fall asleep, the exhaustion of the night taking over just to be woken up by people shuffling.

your eyes open seeing the movie finished, the boys moving to leave. you move to sit up catching the attention of the others.

“hey y/n, try and get some sleep ok?” nico says, eyes softening at the sight of you.

“are you guys leaving?” you ask, voice small and slightly gravelly. you look between the three of them realising you don’t want to sleep alone tonight.

“yeh, i’ll just be in my room. jack and luke will be on the sofas.” nico says a small smile on his face. you nod hesitantly as they move out each saying goodnight to you, luke closing the door behind him after one last smile.

you sit awake in the middle of the bed, staring ahead of you into the darkness of the room, unable to sleep. you didn’t realise how long you had sat awake until you realise the time is 4am, meaning you had sat wake for 2 hours.

you quietly crawl out of bed, feet patting along the wooden floor down the hallway into the living room seeing jack and luke layed across the two sofas, blankets draped across their bodies.

you hesitantly move over to luke, standing behind the sofa leaning over slightly to gently shake his shoulder. he lets out a small groan before his eyes flutter open immediately waking up at the sight of you.

“y/n? what’s wrong?” he asks, rubbing his knuckles against his eyes trying to wake himself up.

“sorry, i didn’t want to wake you but i can’t sleep.” you whispers, his face softening as he quietly throws the blanket off of his body, immediately making his way around the couch and taking you into his arms.

you bury your head into his chest, feeling the warmth of his body before he guides you back to the bedroom, pulling back the covers and sliding in himself before opening his arms for you to join him.

you quickly get under, wrapping your arms around his waist, resting your head against his chest, feeling his hands run up and down your back in small circles.

“get some sleep, i’ll be here when you wake up don’t worry.” luke whispers, your head titling up to meet his eyes.

“thank you, for tonight luke.” you say, his brows furrowing.

“for what y/n?” he asks, hand coming up to brush some hair out of your face, resting on your cheek.

“being here, i really appreciate it.” you smile, luke mirroring yours, his thumb brushing up and down your cheek.

“i’ll always be here for you y/n,” he whispers, eyes flicking between your lips and eyes, “and i think that’s because i love you.” he says, those three words falling from his lips so casually.

you feel your breath catch in your throat at those words, pushing yourself up slightly to see him better even in the dark.

“i love you too luke.” you whisper before leaning down to meet him in a kiss, your lips moving against each others like jigsaw pieces, a perfect fit.

“mmh,” he hums pulling away, “get some rest beautiful, i’ll be here in the morning.” he says with a small smile before moving back down to cuddle into luke finally feeling peace for the first time that morning.

#hockey x reader #jack hughes #luke hughes #nhl #hughes brothers #hockey #jack hughes x reader #luke hughes x reader #quinn hughes #quinn hughes fic #luke hughes fic #nico hischer x reader #nico hischier #nico

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hughes-your-daddy · 2 months ago

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secret

pairing: luke hughes x fem reader

summary: your relationship is a secret to everyone, even luke’s brothers. but for how long will it last?

you walk through the corridors of the rink, the cold breeze leaking into the office area. you pull your athletic jacket tighter around yourself, hearing the echoes of pucks being slammed against boards, the laughter of the teammates echoing the arena.

you make quick work of weaving your way through the maze of corridors to the rink, stepping into the players bench to observe the practice. the players whip around the rink, starting to cool down and finish their morning practice as you come to collect your injured players.

they start to skate off the rink each saying a quick hi to you before one stops beside you.

“morning.” luke states, not turning to look at you.

“morning hughes.” you smile, keeping the same stance as him, not looking. you wait for the rest of the players to clear off the ice noticing one missing.

“no jack today?” you ask, turning to head to the physio room.

luke follows behind his skates clicking against the hard surface of the floors.

“oh uh, he told me to tell you that he bashed his shoulder last night so he just stayed home.” luke recounts as you stop mid walk, the taller walking into the back of you.

you turn, quickly becoming fave to face with luke, him looming over you.

“well hello.” he smirks before you push him away.

“1) not here 2) i need to see him if he’s hurt his shoulder. it’s not been that long since his surgery.” you huff before continuing to walk, luke hurrying to catch up with you.

he hurries falling into stride next to you this time before you lead him into the physio room, as he hops up onto the bed.

“right, pass off.” you say, turning to slide some gloves on and grab your stool. you slide over seeing him sat there a pout on his face.

“pads off luke.” you instruct, eyebrow going up as you wait.

“back hurts too much.” he shrugs trying to hide the smirk on his face. you sigh, shaking your head and sliding back over to your computer.

“well if it hurts that much i’ll have to take you out the game.” you tease, hiding your own smile before you hear frantic movement and head hitting the floor.

“you know what, it’s feeling a bit better now.” luke huffs out, as you turn back around to see his torso exposed now.

“thank you.” you smile before moving over to check out his back, “now be honest, how is it?” you ask, knowing how hard a hit he took the other week.

“getting better, just the same as last night.” he mumbles, turning over onto his stomach so you can examine it.

you think back to last night. back at your apartment, roommate out for the night, tangled in each others limbs, scratching his back. absolute bliss.

“hey, your working the game tonight right?” he asks, as you shrug.

“i don’t know, depends if i can get my school work done or not.” you sigh, pressing down on areas around his spine.

“i want you there, to meet quinn.” he sighs, looking up at you from the bed, snaking an arm around your waist.

“luke.” you sigh, knowing you shouldn’t be doing this at work, before you relax letting your fingers take through his wet curls.

“what if we told people? just the ones we want to know, doesn’t have to be a public thing.” he asks, moving onto his back, resting on his elbow to lift himself up, arm still around your waist, now drawing circles on your hip.

“maybe, i just-“ you pause, looking down at like seeing his puppy dog eyes, “maybe privately ok? i don’t want all eyes on me, luke hughes’s girlfriend.” you sigh, cupping his cheek with your palm.

you see a smile break out on his face, as he leans back into the bed. you shake your head at his antics before sliding over to your desk, fishing your apartment keys out your bag.

“here, head over to mine,” you smile, dropping the keys into his hands, seeing him almost shake with excitement. he’s said countless of times how much of a comfier bed you have than him and how great a pre game nap would be in there.

“really?” he asks, smile growing.

“yeh, head over. i’ll probs be about half an hour behind you,” you nod as he starts to get back up, picking up his head off the floor, “oh and luke?” you call out before he leaves.

he turns around a small smirk growing on his face.

“let ollie out for a wee will you when you get there?” you ask, seeing his smile drop. you giggle at his face before finishing with what he anted to hear.

“i love you.” you say quietly, luke being up a hand to blow you a kiss.

“love you more.” he smiles before leaving, you shaking your head to get out of your daze after that meeting with luke.

you finish up some paper work, marking in your calendar to reschedule with jack before packing up your stuff and heading out to the car.

you throw your bag into the backseat, before getting in and driving home, letting the radio play in the silence of your drive.

you head home, using your spare key to unlock the door, peering in seeing luke’s shoes and back by the door. you slip off your own trainers and walk through to the living room seeing luke’s suit laid out over the back of the couch meaning he’s definitely here somewhere and since there’s no noise, he’s most likely asleep.

you pull your hair out of your pony tail, waking though to your bedroom, slowly opening the door seeing a lump tucked under the covers with a small tuft of hair peeking out. you walk in further seeing ollie cuddled up right next to him.

the sound of you moving must wake him, cause he’s up and running over to you, tail wagging.

“hiya sweet boy, is lukey asleep?” you ask in your dog voice, bending down to scratch his ears before standing back up, quickly stripping of your clothes before climbing under, ollie settling at the bottom of the bed, as you move up close next to luke.

your heat, wakes him up, his arms wrapping around your waist, pulling you closer as he buries his head in your neck.

“hiya.” you whisper, luke responding by pressing a few soft kisses on your neck, “have you had any food?” you ask, feeling him nod, hair tickling your face.

“i ate on the way back.” he mumbles still very much half asleep. you breathe in in scent letting your own eyes drop, embracing his warmth. he rolls you over, so your on your back, his body covering yours with his head resting between your breasts.

“i love you, but if you want me at the game tonight i gotta do school work.” you sigh, knowing you’d rather be here.

“do you have to?” he whines, tightening his arms around you.

“do you want me there tonight?” you ask, his head popping up eyes wide.

“promise? if you do work you’ll come tonight?” he asks, a pout almost forming.

“promise.” you smile, as he pushes up to kiss you, lips melting together.

“ok, i’ll cuddle with ollie.” he smiles, letting you go as you stand up, sliding on some sweats and one of luke’s hoodies that he left last night.

“i’ll be quick,” you smile leaning down to press a kiss to the top of his curls hearing him hum in delight before heading through to the kitchen where you set up your laptop and work.

as promised you are as quick as possible in doing you work, but when you head back into the bedroom, you hear the shower running from your en-suite with the bed empty.

you smile walking over to ollie, as he rolls over onto his back on the bed, giving him some nellie rubs before getting under the covers yourself feeling the leftover warmth from luke once again breathing in his scent. you just yourself on your phone scrolling through tiktok a few about luke actually popping up.

the bathroom door swings open, causing you to look up, seeing luke standing there, towel around his waist.

“hiya baby.” he smiles, quickly coming over, pressing a kiss to your lips.

“mmh,” you giggle pushing him away, “your all wet.” you smile, causing him to let out a little laugh.

“i hope you don’t mind me showering here, i didn’t really want to head home. all the family will be there and that just freaks me out abit before games.” he sighs, quickly slipping on some underwear before dropping his towel, using it to dry off his curls.

“it’s ok, i’m gonna quickly hop in myself.” you smile, brushing past him but not before he pulls you back by the wrist and pulling you close, arms around your waist.

“i’m excited for you to meet them though, you sure your ok with it?” he asks and you nod, resting your chest against his chest to look up at him.

“i’m excited too, but right now i need to shower.” you smile pressing one last kiss to his lips before unravelling yourself from his arms and heading into the bathroom, quickly showering but not bothering to wash your hair as it will be tied up anyway.

you step out, wrapping a towel around your body and heading through into your bedroom, the warm steam following you through. you slide on some panties and a bra before dropping your towel, turning to your closet where luke is stood staring.

“hiya.” you grin, a small smirk playing on your face as he forgets about the tie hanging around his neck. he walks over to you, grabbing you by the waist crashing his lips onto yours.

“mmh,” he groans pulling away, “god, you’re beautiful.” he smiles a lovestruck look upon his face.

“and you,” you start, moving to knot his tie, “might get lucky if you score tonight.” you smirk, finishing his tie, tightening it slightly.

“imma score a hat trick for you.” he mumbles, pressing kisses all across your face. he keeps going, making you break out into giggles before you push him away, moving to get ready.

you just slide on some workout leggings with your devils team gear and slide on some trainers before walking out to the living room, where luke’s waiting on the couch.

“i thought you’d be gone by now.” your brows furrow as you move to pack some things into your bag.

“yeh uh,” he stands, nervously stuffing his hands into his pockets, “thought i could drive you, tonight. instead of taking two cars?” he asks, hesitantly, the tips of his ears turning slightly pink as he looks down at the floor.

“oh, um, yeh that’d be nice.” you smile, zipping up your bag to see him grinning ear to ear.

“yeh, ok, cool well, after you baby.” he says, grabbing his coffees d opening the front door, allowing you to walk through before he locks it with the same key you gave him from before.

“keep that yeh?” you say as he’s mid handing it over to you, his eyes go wide before softening with a soft smile as he slides it into his pocket, before taking your hand in his as yous head down to the parking lot.

you slide into his car, as he gets in to drive, the car ride to the arena not being too long. you let the radio play as you both sit in a comfortable silence, his hand on your thigh whilst yours tangles in his curls as he drives.

he pulls up to the arena, both of you flashing your passes for security before heading down into the parking lot, skipping any waiting fans for privacy.

“ok, give me your keys.” you say, holding a hand out as he looks over confused.

“why?” he asks, turning the car off once parked.

“we can’t walk in together and you need to go in now, i have time. i’ll lock the car.” you state simply as he complies dropping the keys into your hand before leaving over to kiss you.

“i love you, we’ll go out for some food after yeh? with the whole family.” he smiles about to he tout as you stop him.

“luke!” you shout, startling the boy, “i didn’t bring spare clothes.” you whine seeing him relax and laugh.

“baby, you look beautiful in anything ok? it’s nothing fancy. i’ll be in sweats probably ok? don’t worry.” he reassures you pressing one last kiss to your lips before leaving, sending you a quick wink over his shoulder before he enters the building.

you wait a few minutes ducking when any players walk past before getting out and locking the car, slipping his keys into your bag before heading inside, going straight to the office and dropping your stuff there before heading to the locker room to tape up the boys.

you enter, a few sending a quick hello your way before your going from boy to boy, taking up their bodies ready for the match tonight.

“ah y/n! how are you?” nico smiles as you make your way over, already turning to the side so you can tape his shoulder.

“i’m good nico, thanks. exciting game tonight huh?” you say, feeling the excitement radiate off of him.

“i can’t wait to play all the hughes, they’re a good bunch aren’t they?” he asks, as you finish the tale, turning to face you.

“yeh, they’re pretty good.” you smile before heading off, not before luke could send you a smile over his shoulder as he’s getting his pads and skates on.

you head back into the office grabbing your stuff ready for the game as you’re set on the bench tonight, meaning bring ready for any injuries that could appear.

you grab a few gauzes and a cloth, securing them in your small utility belt before heading out and surveying the crowd for tonight at the bench.

before you know it, the teams are heading out for warmups, each player having you a fist bump before hitting the ice. just as luke walks past you, you feel his hand linger on your shoulder a moment longer before stepping out onto the ice to begin his own warmups.

you smile at the gesture, not drawing too much attention to it as you were still in public.

warmup goes on for a hit before they finally come off and you prepare for the game.

they announce the starting lineup in the changing room before they’re back out, ready to play. you see jack up in a box, watching the game giving him a small wave which he returns before the puck drop.

the game starts quick, goals being scored by both the canucks and devils. you stand at the bench, arms cross focused on the game watching each player, making sure none of them were fighting an injury.

then it comes in the second half, luke racing down to his end trying to catch the puck with boeser and joshua on either side of him, sticks already getting tangled. joshua’s skate looses balance slightly, getting tangled with luke’s skate, sending him crashing down into the boards, followed by joshua and boeser.

a collective gasp comes from everyone in the stadium, players on the bench immediately standing up to see what’s happening.

you quickly move over to the door, waiting to see whether luke gets up or not. your heart pounds in your chest, breathing starting to pick up at the fact he could be hurt. you see boeser and joshua get up, while luke’s limp body stays on the ice.

you quickly rush over, game being stopped, kneeling next to luke where quinn already is.

you gently lean over him, seeing his eyes open meaning he’s awake thankfully.

“luke, what did you hit?” you ask, seeing his mouth move to open but nothing coming out.

“luke, you gotta speak.” you say more stern, while trying to move him into a better position.

“my back and neck, can’t feel my legs.” he gets out, teeth clenching in pain as you roll him onto his back. you move around to brace his neck with your hands as you signal to the bench for a stretcher.

“what’s happening?” quinn asks, face full of concern fr his youngest brother.

“he needs to go to the hospital and gets scan, we can’t risk anything with the spine and neck.” you say looking up to see quinn nodding his eyes slightly glossy.

“yeh ok, um,” he fumbles not knowing what to say, “hey luke, you gotta go to the hospital ok? but i’ll make sure everyone’s there ok?” quinn fumbles, gently patting luke’s stomach, taking a knee.

“i know, y/n just said.” luke mumbles, causing quinn to huff out a laugh, your cheeks reddening slightly.

a team rushed over with a stretcher. the team carefully roll him over, your hands still bracing his neck before they replace them with a proper brace.

they lift him onto the stretcher, your hand finding his shoulder as a small smile appears on his face, as you follow the team off the ice, quinn skating behind.

there’s stick taps and claps from around the arena, as the roll him off and into the corridors.

“which hospital is he going to?” quinn asks, following you.

“most likely st mary’s, do you want to ride in the ambumance with him?” you ask, being cut off by luke’s voice.

“no, y/n rides in the ambulance.” he says, hand gripping your wrist.

“yeh, ok, i will.” you say, reassuring him before turning to quinn.

“they’ll be grabbing your parents and jack now, so i’ll keep yous updated with what happens. i have jacks number.” you smile before quinn nods, heading off to which you assume is to find his parents.

they load him into the ambulance, you climbing in after him sitting in one of the seats, before the paramedic clicks him him place.

“hey y/n?” luke calls out, voice wavering.

“yeh like? i’m here.” you reassure him, leaning forward so he can see your face from where his head in braced in place.

“you’ll stay with me right?” he asks, and you see a small tear fall from his cheek, “i’m scared.” he admits, voice breaking slightly at the end.

you immediately reach forward grabbing his hand with yours the other moving to wipe his cheeks.

“i’ll stay with you the whole time i promise.” you send him a soft smile, hand lingering on his cheek as your fingers brushes it comfortingly.

“are my family coming?” he asks, grip tightening on your hand.

“yeh baby, they’ll be right behind us.” you say, thumb brushing over his knuckles.

the ride to the hospital is pretty quiet, the paramedic just moving around to check vitals and make sure luke is comfortable.

yous arrive, as they pull the stretcher into the hospital and you follow, hand on luke’s leg both of you needing that physical contact.

doctors crowd his bed as you lock eyes with one of your own friends.

“y/n? what are you doing here?” eden asks, moving around to check luke.

“he’s ones of the play-,” you start before looking to luke, rethinking your sentence. “he’s my boyfriend.” you smile at eden, as she looks up matching your smile.

“you know i love you y/n but your going to have to wait outside.” she says, a sad smile playing on her lips.

“please, please let her stay.” luke calls out, making eden stop her assessment. she looks between the two of you, before letting out a sigh.

“ok, you can stay. just don’t let anyone know.” she says to you, also warning the nurses.

you stand in the corner out the way as they carefully peel off his gear, allowing them to actually assess what’s going on. they take his vitals, check over his body ultimately deciding he needs some scans.

“ok, we’re gonna send him for an mri and an xray, it’s msg likely that any numbness is temporary as your getting that shoot to g pain up your leg,” she turns to luke as he nods. “we’re gonna keep the brace on for now just cause it will take around 10 minutes before we can get you through to get the scans done.” she smiles before the nurses start to leave the cubicle, leaving you and luke together.

you move over to stand next to him, taking his hand in me of yours the other pushing the curls off his forehead.

“you’re not allowed to look at me like that.” luke mumbles, eyes meeting yours as yo ur brows furrow.

“like what?” you ask, voice soft, fingers scratching his scalp.

“like your scared.” he whispers, moving his hand to wipe your cheek, as you hadn’t noticed a tear had fallen.

“i am scared luke, i feel like i’m totally responsible for this. like i sent you back on the ice too early.” you say, voice breaking slightly at the end.

“hey hey, no, don’t you dare say this is your fault,” his brows furrow as his grip tightens again in your hand.

“it’s was a nasty fall, skates got tangled, that’s all. it could have happened to anyone.” he says, brushing his thumb over the back of your hand, “but hey, at least i’ll see you every day for recovery plans.” he says, a soft smirk falling onto his lips as you drop his hand.

“if you weren’t injured right now, i’d push you.” you say, brows raised before they fall soft again, taking his hand in both of yours, leaning down to press a kiss to his forehead.

“i love you.” you whisper, lips brushing his skin.

“i love you too y/n.” he smiles before they take him way to get his scans.

you sit waiting in his cubicle lost in your own thoughts when your phone starts buzzing from your pocket. you quickly pull it out seeing jacks contact, quickly answering, knowing they’ll be waiting somewhere.

you quickly wipe your face and compose yourself a bit more before answering, pressing the phone to your ear.

“hey ja-“ you start, immediately being cut off

“y/n? what’s going on? where luke? is he ok? i saw it from the box he went down.” jack rambles, panic heard in his voice.

“jack, take a breath for me, can’t have two of you in the hospital,” you start hearing him take a shaky breath, “he’s doing fine. they’ve took him in for scans but they’re pretty sure any injury is just temporary so he’ll probably just need some recovery time maybe surgery.” you say hearing his breath doing more under control.

“yeh, ok. um, can we see him or?” he asks, hearing the others in the background.

“em, i’ll ask someone. i think once he’s back from the scans then they’ll put him in a room and then you’ll be able to see him. i’ll meet you guys though, don’t think i wanna be alone right now.” you say hearing him hesitate before speaking.

“yeh, we’re just in the waiting area.” he says before yous hang up, making your way through the corridors and following the signs to the waiting area, seeing his family and a few teammates, assuming the game had just finished by their wet hair.

“y/n!” jack calls out seeing you, coming straight over to give you a hug, one handed as the other is still in his sling, “hes ok right?” he whispers as you nod.

“doing fine.” you say, pulling away, seeing quinn and luke’s parents standing.

“mom, dad, quinn, this is y/n our team physician.” jack introduces you, each of them pulling you in for a hug, quinn lingering.

“your dating him aren’t you?” he whispers, as you pull away in shock, “i could tell by his reaction before about the ambulance.” he says sending a soft smile your way.

“wait, your dating luke?” jack asks, eyes wide as people’s attention starts to focus on you, “everything jake so much sense now.”

“yeh,i guess this isn’t how i wanted to officially meet the parents.” you say, looking down as you feel emotions come back up again.

“oh sweetie.” ellen smiles, pulling you back in for another hug, gently rubbing your back.

“no, i’m fine i promise. just overwhelmed.” you say taking a deep breath before pulling away, quickly wiping your face. she sits you down with the others as you explain everything.

yous wait a while before a nurse comes out, everyone straightening up slightly as she comes over.

“y/n l/n?” she calls out, everyone immediately looking at you, as your own brows furrow.

“oh, these are his parents.” you say gesturing over to ellen and jim.

“his emergency contact is listed as y/n l/n, i can only give information to you.” the nurse says, as you look to ellen and jim with an apologetic look, before ellen gently pats your back only a loving smile on her face.

“go, we’ll be there soon.” she smiles before you get up following the nurse.

“his scans have came back showing a herniated disc, which is good, but he’ll still need surgery to remove it, which is scheduled at 9pm, so you’re welcome to go see him now. he’s in room 304.” she smiles about to leave before your stop her.

“can his family come?” you ask and she nods.

“you can head up, i’ll bring them.” she smiles before you make your way to his room.

you peek inside seeing him now in a hospital gown, eyes fluttering open at the noise, a smile spreading across his face.

“hey baby.” he says, voice soft but a little raspy.

you linger by the door, struggling to take in the sight.

“baby, come here.” luke says, soft but stern, opening his arms. you move across the room, gently taking the hug, trying not to hurt him.

“talk to me.” luke whispers, hand gently stroking the back of your head.

“why am i your emergency contact?” you ask, feeling him tense slightly at the question.

“because i trust you with my life. eveyone else is either in the same profession as me or live in a different state. but mostly because i love you and you love me.” he finishes as you look up, his hand coming to caress your cheek.

“i do love you.” you mumble, a tear falling, as he wipes his kissing your forehead.

“i love you too baby.” he smiles before you pull away, sitting beside his bed and taking his hand in yours.

it’s a matter of minutes before there’s another knock, jack poking his head in as luke moves to pull his hand away, you stopping him.

“they know.” you mouth as he relaxes into the bed a soft smile spreading on his face as they filter in, taking a seat around his bed.

“you licked a good one luke.” jim smiles, gently patting him on the shoulder, as luke’s eyes travel over to yours, smile growing.

“i know dad.” he says, eyes never leaving yours.

teammates filter in and out checking up on him until it’s time for his surgery as he gets whisked away but not before you can give me one last kiss.

the surgery didn’t take too long but considering how late it was, his teammates headed home leaving you and his family in the waiting room, coffee in hand and small talk about how yous met and basically everything leading up to now.

soon enough he’s out and back in his room, where you find him very much still affected by the anaesthetic.

yous walk in, you at the back of the group like lighting up seeing his brothers and parents before sopping dead in his tracks at the sight of you.

“my baby!” he calls out, arms open, dramatically waiting for a hug, causing everyone to laugh.

“hiya luke.” you giggle accepting the hug, hearing him hum against your neck.

“you didn’t leave.” he mumbles and you nod.

“i promise you didn’t i?” you ask, pulling away seeing that goofy grin back in his face.

“yeh you did.”

#hockey x reader #jack hughes #luke hughes #hughes brothers #hockey #jack hughes x reader #luke hughes x reader #quinn hughes #quinn hughes fic #nhl #luke hughes fic #hospital #injury #hurt/comfort

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hughes-your-daddy · 3 months ago

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baby #2

paring: quinn hughes x fem reader

summary: life 6 months along with baby number 2 at the lake house

the cold air of the rink seeped through the think layers of your coat, six months pregnant and bundled up in your favourite hoodie, obviosuly Quinns, sitting comfortably on the bench closest to the glass, one hand resting gently over the curve of your belly.

down on the rink, quinn smiles, skating backwards in loops as your 4 year old clumsily chases the puck. jack and luke werent far behind, skating around behind him, mahhming it up for thr giggles that echoed in the arena.

you giggle seeing him shoot the puck into the net doing a little celebration, the boys laughing too.

"ok mister, time for you to go with mommy now, its time for the big boy practice." quinn says, rallying him up and over to the door where you move to wait.

"mommy, did you see me? i scored" he celebrates hugging your legs.

"i did honey, you were amazing." you gush, gently taking off his helmet, and brushing his hair our his face, "im gonna take him to the market, do you need anything?" you ask, pulling quinns hat further onto his forehead.

"ooh, could you get some of that nice bread you bought last week?" he asks, pulling you in by your waist.

"bread, got it," you smile pressing a kiss to his lips, "ill see you later, love you." you smile before pulling away to motion to rowden, "say bye to daddy, uncle jack and uncle luke baby."you smiel seeing him wave his little hand at jack and luke before giving quinn a leg hug.

"bye buddy, be good for mommy." he smiles, before you grab your bag taking rowdens had and leading him to get changed. you quicky chnage him out of his hockey gear, leaving it next to quinns bag in the locker room before dressing him in some little sweats and a t-shirt.

"ready to go to te market honey?" you ask bending down to tie his laces, as he kicks his feet.

"can i get a cookie please?" he asks flashing his little smile, the same as quinns.

"sure baby." you smile kissing his forehead and heading out, passign a few players who are meeting the boys for their summer practice, saying a quick hello to grandpa jim before securing him in his carseat.

you take off your hoodie, leaving you in your overalls, a small tshirt underneath, feeling the heat of the summer sun compared to the chill of the ice rink and changing from your uggs to your birkins before getting in the car yourself and heading to the market.

you let the summer air drift in through the windows as you drive into town, the streets filled with little stalls and shops.

you park up, quickly unbuckling rowden from the back seat, making sure he’s holding your hand before you set off, checking out each of the stalls.

you go straight over to the small bakery stall and picking rowden up to rest on your hip so he can see the options.

“can i get that one mommy? please?” he asks pointing to m&m cookie, a little smile on his face.

“sure baby,” you smile before turning to the stall keeper, “could i just get one m&m cookie please?” you ask and quickly pay before heading off to get the necessities.

you pick up that bread quinn wanted as well as some ingredients for food tonight as they’re doing a bbq. starting to get a bit tired from walking and hungry you decide to head into a small cafe, ordering a decaf coffee and pastry for yourself, while ordering a small fruit juice and sandwich for rowden.

yous sit down in the small window seat, pushing your sun glasses into your head, letting the small boy ramble on about him in the ice. you smile seeing how excited he gets about hockey, happy that he’s not being pressured into it, he really just loves it.

you chuckle at his animated talking before jumping at a hand in your shoulder.

“oh my god quinn, you scared me.” you laugh, moving along the small bench so he can sit down.

“sorry baby, jack offered to drop me off here.” he smiles, kissing your temple before turning to rowden. his arm rests over your shoulders, gently tracing circles on your arm as he listens in to rowden as well.

“you know, uncle jack said you were so good today, he’s gonna take you out on the boat to the lake.” quinn says, seeing the boys face light up.

“today?” he asks, kneeling on the seat to look at quinn better.

“yeh baby, you uncle jack and uncle luke.” quinn nods pushing his wet curly hair off his forehead.

rowden squeals, clapping in excitement causing you and quinn to laugh before he’s back munching on his sandwich.

“did you ask jack to take him out?” you whisper, seeing a sheepish smile on quinn’s face.

“well, i thought it would be nice for you to have a break, we can sunbathe, maybe go in the hot tub without any distractions.” he smiles and you can’t help but kiss him out of gratefulness.

“thank you.” you whisper against his lips, him pressing another quick kiss to them before settling beside you.

“mommy, daddy, i’m done, can we go back now? i want to go boat,” he asks, kicking his legs on his chair.

“sure baby, let me quickly get this in a to go cup,” you smile before quinn stops you.

“i’ll do that,” he smiles, taking your coffee over to the counter where the barista puts it in a to go cup for you.

“ready buddy?” he asks coming back over, he hands the cup to you before rowden makes grabby hands at him, quinn picking him up to carry him.

you swing your tote bag over your shoulder, cup in the other hand, before walking out with quinn hand in hand, heading back to the car.

you get there fishing out your keys handing them to quinn.

“you mind driving?” you ask as he takes them.

“not at all, you ok?” he asks, settling rowden in his car seat before closing his door, turning to you.

“mmh, my feet just hurt a bit.” you smile before he kisses your forehead, taking the drives seat as you get in the passengers seat.

he starts driving back to the lake house, one hand on the wheel the other on your thigh, rowden quickly falling asleep with the engine of the car.

“how’s little bug doing?” quinn asks, thumb brushing your thigh.

“she’s fine,” you smile, rubbing the curve of your belly, “maybe still a little hungry though?” you say, hearing quinn chuckle.

“when we get back, you go and get changed into some swim wear and i’ll make you up something yeh?” he says and you nod, taking his hand in yours.

“deal.” you chuckle, the rest of the drive going quickly.

you jump out, moving to take rowden out his seat, resting him on your hip before quinn comes over brows furrowed.

“i told you, let me get him. your backs worse as it is.” he sighs, taking the sleeping boy from you, before heading inside.

you follow, dropping your bag at the kitchen island before taking rowden back without letting quinn stop you.

“i can do it ok? im just gonna get him changed.” you say pressing a kiss to his lips to stop him saying anything.

“ok,” he smiles taking a breath before moving to make you some food.

you head upstairs to your room, laying him down on your bed, moving to grab him some swimming trunks and a tshirt to swim in.

you quickly change him, letting him sleep while you get changed yourself, into a bikini, throwing one of quinn’s button up shirts on top as a cover up.

you smile seeing the small boy start to wriggle, waking up.

“mommy?” his little tired voice calls out, as you walk over, lifting him into your hip.

“hiya baby, you ready to go on the boat?” you ask, moving to grab his swim floaties and heading downstairs. you walk into the kitchen seeing quinn plating up some sandwiches ready to take outside.

“daddy!” rowden calls out, quinn taking him from you, as you pick up the sandwiches. you head outside into the decking, where luke and jack are waiting by the boat ready to head out.

“hey y/n, how you doing?” luke asks, taking the swim floaties from you and into the boat.

“alright, we’ll probably be a couple of hours, have a little swim stop of for some food at the country club, that all good?” he asks and you smile, giving him a hug.

“i’m good yeh, excited for a bit of pirate and quiet.” you smile, as quinn moves past you, setting rowden on the boat, jack securing a small life jacket around him, as he bounces in his seat.

“literally perfect.” you say, pulling away before pressing a kiss to rowdens head, “you be good ok?” you say the small boy nodding excitedly.

“bye bye mommy, daddy!” he smiles, waving his little hand as jack starts the boat, moving away into the lake.

you watch them leave, jack driving while luke entertains rowden next to him, smiling as quinn snakes his arms around your waist, head on your shoulder as his hands rest on the bump.

“hot tub?” he asks, you giggling, bring an hand up to play with his hair.

“yes please.” you giggle, turning around as he leads you back up the dock onto a small decking area, where the hot tub is.

you shrug off your shirt, quinn getting in first before holding out a hand to help you get in. you step in carefully, settling next to him, his arm wrapped around your shoulders as you hum in delight.

“i don’t think you realise how nice this is.” you hum, leaning your head onto his shoulder letting your eyes close.

“helping your back huh?” quinn asks and you nod, his hand brushing up and down your shoulder, pressing a kiss to your temple.

“i’m really grateful for your brothers you know.” you smile, looking up to quinn his own smile widening.

“yeh, they really love you, you know. they’re always asking me how you’re doing, if they can visit. i’m starting to think they prefer you over me.” he laughs and you sit up, pressing a hand to his cheek.

“obviously they do, why wouldn’t they?” you tease, him pressing a kiss to your lips, hand resting on your bump in the water.

yous stay in the hot tub for a little bit until you start to get hungry again to decide to get out, and sunbathe instead. he pushes two sun loungers together, laying some towels out while you grab the sandwiches and your book, finally taking a seat.

you sit cross legged, quinn turning to sit opposite you as his share the sandwiches, sunglasses perched on your noses.

you finish them quickly, quinn leaning over to put the plate down on the ground beside you, before you’s move to be more comfortable.

you lay on your bad, book in one hand while quinn lays on his stomach, arm draped across the bottom of you belly, gently tracing shapes on your skin, while your other hand falls in his hair, getting tangled in the curls.

it doesn’t take long for quinn to fall asleep, exhausted from practice, leaving you to get through quite a few chapters. you continue to read until you start to feel baby girl begin to kick which must wake quinn up as well.

“baby girl, stop kicking your mama.” quinn mumble, pressing a small kiss to the side of your stomach.

“she’s active, probably another hockey player.” you smile seeing quinn interact with your belly, fingers still scratching his scalp.

“hey, if we’re lucky we’ll end up with a little hockey team.” he smirks, causing you to push him away.

“hey, i’m not pushing out a whole team ok? three max.” you say, quinn laughing, leaning up to kiss you.

“i’d love three.” he smiles, before moving to sit, his back against the lounger, you laying back into his chest.

it’s soon enough you see them pulling back into the dock, rowden fast asleep on luke’s lap. you sit up, pushing your sunglasses onto your head as they approach, luke carrying rowden while jack has all their stuff.

“he’s knocked out huh?” you laugh, as luke lays him down on a sun loungers next to you.

“he absolutely loved it, thought it was so cool being out without his parents.” jack smiles, setting down his stuff before sitting on the end of quinn’s lounger.

“think he’s also got a bit of a crush on one of the country club girls.” luke jokes, both you and quinn laugh, “he was really happy each time she came over.” jack adds, as rowden begins to stir alrighty beside you.

he wakes up, immediately crawling into your lap, as you position him to sit just ontop of your bump, laying back so he can lay against your chest.

“you have fun baby?” you ask pressing a kiss to his cheek.

“it was so good, m’tired mommy.” he yawns against your chest, as you push his slightly damp hair out his face.

“go to sleep rowdy, mommy and daddy will still be here when you wake up.” you whisper, him nodding half asleep already.

you lay there gently rubbing circles on his back as yous talk, jack showing some pictures he took while out on the boat.

“i’m gonna lay him down inside, so he doesn’t overheat.” you smile, carefully lifting him up to stop him from waking and lay him down on the couch, laying a light blanket over him to stop him from getting too cool from the air con.

you make your way back outside, taking your spot back on the sun lounger, bringing a foot up to rest on your knee, gently massaging the bottom.

“come here,” quinn says patting his thigh, you smile turning sideways and leaning against the sun lounger, feet up on his lap as he begins massaging both of them as you all continue to chat.

“trevor and cole are coming over tonight for some food fyi.” jack smirks knowing how crazy rowden gets when they’re around.

“at least he’ll sleep tonight.” you sigh, letting your own eyes close just for a minute. time goes on, the sun beginning to set so yous all head inside to get changed, quinn and jack needing to prep some food.

you head up to your bedroom, deciding to shower off the sweatiness, washing your hair when the curtain is pulled back, quinn stepping in.

“hiya.” you smile, tipping your head back to let the water rinse out the suds.

“hiya baby.” quinn says softly, hands on either side of your bump as you shower together. he helps wash the bottom half of your body since you can’t reach very well before you switch, lathering shampoo onto your hands, massaging it into his scalp.

“your head massages are fucking incredible.” quinn mumbles, eyes closing at the feeling.

“mmh, you better repay me tonight.” you say one of his eyes popping open, with a smirk.

“oh yeh? with what?” he asks, moving back to let the water rinse through his hair.

“back massage, not a chance your getting any action tonight.” you put plainly, causing him to laugh.

“whatever you need baby.” he says before yous step out, towel wrapped around your curved belly, quinn following as you change into a pair of his sweats and a slightly cropped tank top so your belly’s on a bit of show. you slip on your uggs and sliding on quinn’s jacket before dropping down onto the bed with a sigh.

“tired baby?” he asks, sweats hung low around his waist as he slides a canucks hoodie on.

“no, just tired of this.” you sigh motioning to your protruding belly.

“3 more months sweetheart,” quinn says softly, coming over to the bed and kneeling over you, hand on your cheek, “although you always have looked very sexy when pregnant.” he smirks pressing a kiss to the lips before your pushing him away laughing after releasing what he said.

“creep.” you laugh before he pulls you and head back down, quinn heading to the kitchen while you head back out to the decking where luke is setting up the fire pit, a few chairs and blankets set around in a circle.

“lukey boy.” you chirp making you’re presence know before dropping down into a chair, wrapping a blanket around you.

“ah the one and only y/n making an appearance.” he smiles, finally getting the fire started and sitting back to relax.

“so, any further plans on the wedding?” luke asks, sitting opposite you over the fire.

“i wish,” you chuckles, tying your hair up in a pony tail, “we put an pause on everything for now. there’s just too much with the baby, and quinn being away.” you sigh, luke sending you a sad smile.

“i can’t wait for you to like officially be my sister. it’s gonna be insane, like seeing you whenever and that.” he says all excited making you laugh.

“hey, you know if you ever need anything you can call me already?” you say, seeing him shrug.

“i know but like when your a hughes it’s gonna be so different, but like in the best way possible.” he smiles, as quinn and jack come back out with plates of food ready to be cooked, trevor and cole behind them.

“hey guys,” you smile, waving as they come over each of them giving you a quick hug.

“you you feeling? how’s the baby?” trevor asks sitting beside you, your childhood best friend who introduced you to quinn in the first place.

“good, we went to the rink this morning so rowden could play then the maket which was nice,” you smile, “then we’ve just relaxed to be honest, jack and luke took rowden out on the boat so we just layed out back here.” you smile, seeing cole and trevor perk up at rowden.

“speaking of, where is my favourite hughes?” cole asks leaning forward to look, as luke smacks him over the head.

“he’s sleeping, absolutely worn out from today.” you say and on cue hear cries from inside the house, “speaking of, i’ll be back.” you chuckle before heading inside, walking through to the living room seeing quinn already with rowden in his arms, but his cries don’t seem to quieten.

“i don’t know what’s wrong?” quinn asks, concern writing all across his face. you walk over, gently brushing back his hair, from his head that’s leaning on quinn’s shoulder.

“baby, what’s wrong?” you ask, furrowing your own brows at his cries, which only seem to get worse, turning his head away from you.

“do you wanna head upstairs and i’ll make him some milk or something?” you ask, quinn nodding before quickly whisking him away upstairs.

you move into the kitchen, heating up some milk into his sippy cup, waiting for the microwave to beep.

“is he ok?” you hear someone ask, seeing jack poking his head in the door.

“i think he’s just tired, gets like this sometimes,” you smile, jack letting out a breath he didn’t realise he was holding, “i think we’re just gonna stay upstairs for the rest of the night. i’ll send quinn down to grab some food. you think luke will be able to help you cook?” you ask, taking the sippy cup out and seducing the lid, checking the temp on your wrist.

“yeh definitely, if yous need anything just shout ok?” he says, moving to give you a quick hug goodnight before you head back upstairs. you quietly push your door open seeing quinn laying with rowden on his chest, his cries now died down to hiccups and sniffles. his head whips over to you, at the sound of the door, instantly making grabby hands.

“mommy!” he calls out, trying to escape quinn’s grasp, but he holds the boy tight until your sat on the bed, back against the bed rest.

he immediately snuggles into your side, happily taking the milk you made.

“what happened honey?” you ask, as he slumps against you, hand brushing though his little curls.

“bad dream,” he mumbles around the sippy cup. you notice his eyes start to droop, thanks to the milk, so you change position, laying down so he can rest his head on your chest, in between you and quinn.

very quickly he’s back asleep, cup falling from his grasp as quinn moves it to the bedside table, turning on his side to face you.

“your an incredible mom you know?” he asks, arm coming up to pull you and rowden closer to him, his hand gently running up and down the small ohs back.

“can’t be as good without an amazing dad.” you smile, quinn leaning down to brush his lips against yours.

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