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toffoli has never fathered so hard in his life

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Hello everyone, how are you? So the three stories I have here posted i have in written in the third person (She), so it is in the point of view of a narrator that narrates the main character moves and thoughts. But right now i am writing a second part for "Mini Sticks", and was wondering if I should keep writing in the third person or should i write in the second person (You), the narrator narrates the moves and thoughts as yours or in the first person (I), the narrator is the main character. I have been wondering this while writing because it kinda doesn't feel so good and I don't know.

So yeah be honest with me, I love to write and I want to make it in the way that is more pleasant to read.

Thank you so much <3

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pls i need an angst/fluff with quinn and how he’s been since the canucks have virtually fallen apart in post season.

Little ball of anxiety and worry

Quinn Hughes x Girlfriend!Reader

Summary: Quinn is exhausted and his girl knows it better than anyone

Warnings: Angst, sad Quinn, like really sad Quinn

Author: Thank you for the request <3, I had fun writing this one. It was my first time writing angst, so I hope it wasn't so bad. And once again sorry for not posting for so long, but I really want to go back to write and do it more frequently. Love you all, stay safe.

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The season is officially over. 

In a way, Quinn feels alleviate, he can rest a bit now. 

But at the same time he feels more stressed than ever. He tried everything to make this season work, and as the captain all of the weight of not being able to get in the playoff ends in his back. 

He feels like he is the only one to blame for the decline of performance on the team. Even if his girl, that was waiting for him at home right now, tries to remind him that hockey is a team sport, it is no one's fault, and even less Quinn’s fault. 

He tries to keep that in mind, tries to calm himself down, but that is difficult when he is in front of all these journalists that as they do his job, they seem to remind him of his worries. 

It is his fault.

The Canucks are not in the playoffs and it is his fault. 

I only want to go home

When he is finally free from the media, he is working in automatic. 

No celebrating. 

He can’t even remember saying ‘goodbye’ to the team or the staff.

Quinn only knows that he changed his clothes, going to his car and driving home. Not because he remembers doing it, but because he can actively see it done, as he seats in the driver's seat of his car, breathing, practicing the smile he is gonna sport as soon as he opens the apartment door and sees his girlfriend. 

And that’s what he does. 

Exactly what he expects to happen, does. 

His efforts to fake a wellness that he doesn’t feel were as useless as he knew were gonna be. As soon as the girl on the couch saw his face, she immediately knew that something was wrong and what was wrong. 

She knew her boyfriend like the palm of her hand. 

As soon as the sound of the door was heard, she was off the couch and rushing to hug him. 

Of course she knew that he was sad, depressed even, but she never expected for it to be so…visible?

Since they started dating, 3 years ago, Quinn would always hide his emotions, not because he was afraid of seeming weak, but because he didn’t want to worry her excessively. This relationship was his first that the girl actually cared for his well being, of his mental wellness. This girl was the first that would cuddle with him and let him vent, and worry about it. 

But this was the first time in those 3 years that, even with a fake smile in his face, he looked exhausted. 

He couldn't hide his emotions, his tiredness. 

“Come here,baby” That was the first thing Quinn her as she approached. 

No ‘hi’, no ‘how are you’.

She didn’t need that, and neither did Quinn. 

All she wants right now is to cuddle and make him feel safe and at least a bit better. 

“I tried…” He whispered in her shoulder. 

He hunched over her and accepted her hug. 

She guided them to the couch, where she delicately pushed both down and laid with him on top. 

The boy's body immediately melted over her touch, still tense but just her as a whole, her touch, her smell, her presence, is enough for him to relax, even if just a little bit. 

For the first time in very long, Quinn let himself be vulnerable in front of anyone else. 

“I swear I tried to make it happen.” Still whispering, this time in her shoulder, he lets the tears free. “I know we have been out of the playoffs for a while now but…” a sigh. 

“It feels real now.” The girl finishes, feeling him nod slightly. 

He continues to mumble on her, crying, saying more disconnected words than proper sentences. But she doesn’t stop him, he needs to let it all out, it has been bottled up for so long. Any of her words of encouragement would have any effect, so she remains in silence, just comforting him, hearing his laments, just sliding a hand over his back going up and messing with hair. 

That went for about an hour, when his cries subsided. 

She looked down, trying to see if Quinn was awake or not. 

He was. Brownish eyes looking back at her. 

“Feeling a little better, love?” She asked, still scratching his scalp. 

“Yeah.” He says. “ I am just so exhausted. If the team fails, all the journalists blame it on me. If the team wins, suddenly it is a team effort. I’m just so tired of  being blamed for everything, even when I have absolutely no control. It gets to a point that I start to believe them, you know, that it is all my fault. It isn’t my fault that the team is shit.” He speaks this time in full sentences and with no strong sobs. “I know that we could’ve done better, I know it for a fact, and I blame myself for it everyday. Everytime i look at the stats, the only thing I can think of is ‘dammit, I could have led this team a whole different way, and maybe we would be at the playoffs’. But we’re not, and I can't change the past. If I could’ve done differently I would. But I can't. Of course I get the harsher of it all, I mean, I am the captain. But I don’t see the future and I can't change the past. And it is not like I am trying to sabotage the team, my own team, right? I don’t know, baby, I…I think I just need to sleep it off a bit. Maybe tomorrow I feel better.”

She doesn’t contradicts. She only agrees. 

The couple gets up from the couch and goes to their room, where they change into their pajamas and get ready for bed.

Once both of them cuddle under the sheets, legs tangled and arms intertwined. Quinn lays on his back, trying to look at the ceiling, in order to avoid the girl's gaze from his chest. 

“Quinny, love.” she tries to call his attention. “Look at me, love. Please. ” 

He doesn’t want to. He wants to avoid this conversation, at least now. But he can’t resist her pleadings. So he does. His eyes connect with hers. 

God, he loved those eyes. Always so shiny, and bright, full of life. 

“It is not your fault.” She directs him a small cute smile. One that he can’t resist but to retrieve. “You are not the one to blame for. Yes you are the captain but you cannot control a hundred percent of what all of your players or the other team’s do throughout the season. You do not control when you get injuries and even when you play through them, you can only do so much.” Her hand that was sprawled on his belly, now makes its way to his face, where she scratches his bearded cheek. “You are the best captain that the team could ask for. But baby, I know this is easier for me to ask than for you to do, and I do not blame you for it, you are a little ball of anxiety and worry, I know it, but please at least try, if you can try it for yourself, try it for me. But baby, I beg you, try to leave this behind your back now, for the summer. The season is over and now you are off season, let's look ahead. From August ahead you have a full new season to worry and to stress over. But now, you are in the off season. So please let's relax a bit, yeah?” 

He let’s a little laugh at her.

“Sure baby, I’ll try it for you and for our peaceful summer.” he kissed the top of her head and lets out a sigh, visibly more calm, less tense. “Now please, let’s sleep. I had a very long day and I am extremely tired.” 

She just nods and scutches closer to him, making sure her head is comfortably laid in his chest, ready for both of them to sleep. 

“Goodnight Quinny”

“Goodnight love.”

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Hey guysss, how are you?

So I haven’t been posting at all because i’ve been super busy and haven’t found time to write. But I am finally more free and now I want to write again.

I have no ideas at all so please send me requests and ideas to write.

I can write about NHL and maybe even F1. But send me any ideas, prompts, requests, whatever.

Thank you so much for all, love you all.

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IN TEARS

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hii! can i request sex car with macklin kinda inspired by sports car by tate mcrae? :3 thank u sweetie <3

Sports car

Macklin Celebrini x girlfriend!reader Summary: After an amazing win against the Bruins, Mack needed his girlfriend as quick as possible, but fortunately he had a sports car waiting for them. Warning: Smut. Car sex. Fingering. Unprotected sex (do not repeat). Slight breading kink. Bruins losing (yes, that needs a warning). Marking. English as authors second language. Let me know if I forgot something. Word count: 2179 Author: Thank you so much for the request <3. I was working on a Mack project and a Quinn project but the request always give me way more motivation to write, so here it is. As Bruins fan, I am very mad at this game but it was the perfect excuse to make this happen, still mad tho. BUT anyways, I hope that I fulfil your expectations about the request and I hope you like it. And please, send me more requests, it helps a lot with ideas and motivation.

The game has gone better than was ever expected.

What do you mean the Sharks just won 3-1 against the Bruins?

The Bruins. 

And they won. 

But as expected Macklin was pumped like never before.

As soon as he was out of the ice, all he could think of was his girlfriend waiting for him. All pretty, in his jersey, in his number, with his name. 

Oh he was celebrating with the team and getting ready to go home even faster. 

While his team was talking about going out to party, he was making excuses to not needing to go. 

His mind was in his girlfriend, waiting for him. 

He was pumped up.

As soon as he finished his shower and put on his suit, he rushed to leave. 

And of course, his girlfriend was there, just outside of the locker room, waiting for him. 

“Hey my winner.” She said as soon as he saw him. 

Quickly he noticed something in her voice. 

Lust.

God, he was in public. 

“Hey baby.” Mack answers, trying to ignore the way she is looking at him. 

I am in public, he repeats in his mind

His hands find her hips pushing her in his direction. Lowers his body and kisses her lips. 

What was supposed to be a quick simple kiss, got prolonged a little too much, with a little too much emotion. 

Oh they committed a grave mistake. 

But they are none to be blamed, they are a couple of 18 years olds. A couple of horny 18 year olds. 

They separated looking into each other's eyes, and there it was again. 

Lust. 

This time even stronger. 

“Let’s head to the car.” The boy says, his voice lower. 

She knew exactly what that meant. 

Her plan worked perfectly. 

Macklin grabbed her hand, pushing the girl in the direction of the door, while discreetly trying to adjust himself in his pants and cover it with his hockey bag. 

Soon, they approached the car, his new Porsche, one he decided to buy when got his license and his first NHL money. 

He opens the passenger door for her and when she is in, he closes the door and goes to the trunk and puts his bag. 

“Put on the seatbelt.” He says to the girl as he gets in the driver's seat. 

She was confused. She thought she was gonna get it in the car. After all, they have done it for less. It would not be their first time. Why wouldn't they do it after such a win? 

Macklin can basically hear her thoughts but remains quiet and turns on the car. So in a way to answer her thoughts, his hand finds its way in her tight. Her bare tight. 

Thank God you decided to go against Macklin’s protests and wore a skirt today, because now he could put his plan to practice in a very easy way. 

She shivered, as his fingers brushed her skin, every time a little closer to where she needed him the most. 

“Mack, stop teasing”

He doesn’t need to be told twice. 

One hand at the steering wheel and the other found its way under her underwear, caressing her clit. 

The car hit the road and he knew exactly where he was going. 

But she couldn’t think at all about that, all she could focus on was his fingers and what they were doing, once massaging only but now fingering her with expertise. 

She couldn’t (or wanted) keep silent, moaning out loud. It wasn’t like on porn, it was soft but full of pleasure. 

It was something Mack had learned once they started dating. They lost their virginity together 2 years ago and Mack, being a teenager, only knew about porn. He knew that a lot was faked, he wasn’t that dumb, but he thought that the fact that they screamed was true, because how column’t it be? They can’t fake that much pleasure. But he discovered how wrong he was when, in their first time, not only she didn’t scream but didn’t finish and also how fast he finished. 

It was a total disaster, if you ask him, a normal but embarrassing disaster. 

But with time, he discovered how to pleasure her and that her soft, cute moans were a thousand times better than any porn. 

He wouldn't change it for anything in this world. He would go as far as containing his own moans just so he could hear her, and believe that was hard, he is the loud one of the relationship. 

The drive went like this. His fingers inside of her while driving to the spot to the sound of her moan. 

Not longer after than 5 minutes, he turns the car into an alley. 

In that moment his fingers leave her warmth and go to his mouth, sucking the juices off of them. A groan traveled in the air making Mack laugh slightly at it and gestures for her move to the back seat. 

She didn’t hesitate, not even for a second, before taking her seatbelt, turning around and sliding to the backseat, making sure that the skirt rode up enough to flash her boyfriend. 

Meanwhile, Mack is opening the windows a little, just a crack, enough so the car wouldn't get so muffed, after that he opens the door and goes to the backseat. 

Once seated he grabbed his girlfriend's hips and positioned them to straddle him. 

Their lips touch once again. A kiss that had so much love (and mostly lust) in it enough to fire up both of them even more. 

If Macklin wasn’t already hard, he would for sure be now. 

The hands on her hips start to move to his girlfriend's ass under her skirt, making her roll them on him. 

That sudden movement makes him moan and squeeze her cheeks, causing her to also moan. 

Oh but that ass…Mack loved her ass. He was a certified ass man, but when it came to his girlfriend, he was absolutely obsessed with it. 

The girl could feel him hard under her. How could she not? That only made her more eager to have him. And at the thought of feeling him on her, she takes her hands to his crotch.

“Baby, don’t do that to me.” He moans.

“Retributing the teasing from early.” She giggles at him but is already working to open his pants and massaging him over his boxers. 

His hand that once was on her ass, grabbed her face gently (not so gently) to look at him, in his eyes. 

They were darker, full of desire. 

But that was more teasing for her. He knew how, despite the filth she was doing, she got shy when he did that, when he made her look in his eyes.

Not forcing her too much, he lets her put her face in his neck while she moans. 

And her hand never stopped moving, which made the brunette impatient and even more on edge. 

“Just take it off.” He groans at her, which she complied. 

Once he was out of his boxers, she didn’t take any time to move her hips, aligning them and lowering herself on him, making the both of them moan. 

Mack tried to be a little more quiet in order to hear her, which he did. He had to refrain from cumming. 

That was heaven for him, her moans, he loved them. 

Once fully inside, she just sat there for a second, getting comfortable with his size. 

After years of having sex with him she was still not used to his size. He was not excessively big, but was enough to cause a certain discomfort and even pain if not careful. She only needed a second to stretch a little, but after his fingering, not that much. 

As he starts to grow impatient, she starts to move, rolling her hips just enough to make the both of them moan. But that was not enough for Mack, so his hands on her hips, start to guide them up and down. He is already planning how to change position knowing fully well that she won't handle much longer before her legs start to give out. 

Of course he knew that, he knew her like the palm of his hand, and maybe even better. 

The movements up and down make she moan loud enough for her to feel a little shame and start to bite his shoulder, being aware of them being in public. And Mack knew that, he knew her, so once again he grabbed her face to look at him. She felt almost embarrassed. Almost.With his eyes on her, her hungry eyes on her. 

She kissed his lips, trying to feel less of this pressure. 

Both of them moaning in each other's lips, moving in order to pleasure themselves and the other. 

“You’re so hot baby, fuck, you’re so hot” He says in between kisses

After a bit, her legs start to feel like jelly, from tiredness and pleasure, so Mack doesn’t wait more time to flip her on the seat, lying her in there and kneeling in front of her, in between her legs. He started to pound on her. No fear of getting caught and honestly, neither did his girlfriend, her mind was too fuzzy at this point to even think about that. 

It didn’t take long for her to start seeing only him, a knot starting to form in her stomach. And Macklin wasn’t far behind, her walls tightening around him were taking him to the edge. But he had to wait. He could only cum after her. He had to make sure that she was pleased before he could finish. 

Overwhelmed by her, compliments would fall from his mouth, making sure the girl below him knew that not only she was the most stunning woman he had ever seen but also so she knew that she had him tied around her little finger.

So, to rush a little what was inevitable, he starts to pound harder and faster. 

The moans got louder, both of them. Or maybe only his, since his mind was focused on her mouth that was near his ear.

“Mack, fuck, I’m cumming” she moaned in his hears. 

“Yes baby, cum for me” 

And there it was. That delicious squeeze that he couldn’t resist. 

Her mouth leaves his and opens in a quiet moan followed by a silent scream. Her nails scratched his back in a way that brought him to a shut down, the nails that he loves and begs her to keep them long so she could do this. He absolutely loved the idea of going to practice and every one of his teammates seeing the marks of pleasure of his girlfriend. 

With that, he was gone. He filled her insides with his warm liquid, but he wasn’t worried about it for now. He wasn’t worried about anything other than the overwhelming feeling of it all. Of her insides squeezing around him. His cum filling her and dripping outside with the slight movement that he was still doing. Everything. 

Once too overstimulated, her hand quickly goes to his waist where she grabs and tries to stop him. 

“Macklin, too much, too much” she moaned in discomfort.

“Sorry baby.” He apologizes, kissing her face and, obviously, stopping to move. 

He sat there for a minute, inside of her, comforted by her warmth. But he had to move, he had to go home and continue for a second round. So he moved to kiss her to distract her so he could take his soft self off, which she still groaned in his lips. 

He knelt in front of her, looking at the scene, his girlfriend laid in the backseat of his car with a piece of him dripping out of her. Oh…how he loved that scene…

It wasn’t the first time that they forgot to wear a condom, but somehow this time was way hotter. He couldn’t clean that out of her, or at least not now. So he just put her underwear back in place and lowered himself just enough to give her a kiss there. 

He rearranged himself in his pants and gave a little tap in her tight. 

“Go to the front baby, we’re heading home.” he said now leaving a peck in her lips. 

She, once again, crawled over the console to her seat, making her underwear visible to Mack.

He opened the door and went to his seat and as he closed the door, a sigh left his lips. 

“That was…” She starts saying while looking at him.

“Amazing. Hot. Perfect. Hot. Extraordinary. Have I said hot?” He interrupts her to say that, causing her to laugh. 

“Let’s go home, horny boy.” 

He didn’t need to be told twice and they were already hitting the road.

But the thought of what just happened in that car, in the backseat, was only making him hot and bothered once again. 

Oh he already wanted to go again, thank god they were going home.

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Trevor Zegras

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Vince Dunn

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Jeremy Swayman

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Macklin Celebrini

Sports car - Macklin Celebrini x girlfriend!reader

Summary: After an amazing win against the Bruins, Mack needed his girlfriend as quick as possible, but fortunately he had a sports car waiting for them.

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Nico Hischier

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Quinn Hughes

Little ball of anxiety and worry - Quinn Hughes x girlfriend!reader

Summary: Quinn is exhausted and his girl knows it better than anyone

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Jack Hughes Masterlist

Mini Sticks - Jack Hughes x girlfriend!reader

Summary: Coaching a junior hockey team has always been her escape, a place where she could forget the doubts people had about her and simply do what she loved. But when a surprise visit from familiar faces shakes up practice, she finds herself questioning more than just drills and game strategies. With love that has lasted since childhood and a future that seems closer than ever, one conversation could change everything. As the ice melts beneath them, so does the certainty of their next step—are they ready for what comes next?

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Masterlist

Who do i write for:

Jack Hughes #86

Quinn Hughes #43

Nico Hischier #13

Macklin Celebrini #71

Jeremy Swayman #01

Vince Dunn #29

Trevor Zegras #11

My requests are open, feel free to send.

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Welcome to my blog

MASTERLIST |

Requests are open

I created this blog to write about my interests in my free time, since no one in my close circle have interest in Hockey, this would be the best way to talk about it. I might as well talk about Formula 1, is one of my favourite sports along with hockey.

I am a college student, i love writing and decided to share this passion in here.

Feel free to send me message and talk to me. This is a safe space.

My requests are open so feel free to send something there and help me having ideas of what to write.

Right now I open to write mainly about Hockey but if requested i might also write about Formula 1.

I am open to write about:

Jack Hughes #86

Quinn Hughes #43

Nico Hischier #13

Macklin Celebrini #71

Jeremy Swayman #01

Vince Dunn #29

Trevor Zegras #11

Fluff

Smut

Angst

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Mini sticks

Jack Hughes x girlfriend!reader Summary: Coaching a junior hockey team has always been her escape, a place where she could forget the doubts people had about her and simply do what she loved. But when a surprise visit from familiar faces shakes up practice, she finds herself questioning more than just drills and game strategies. With love that has lasted since childhood and a future that seems closer than ever, one conversation could change everything. As the ice melts beneath them, so does the certainty of their next step—are they ready for what comes next? Warnings: There is a slightly smutty part, nothing too explicit. English is not my first language, so I am sorry about any mistakes made. This is my first time writing about hockey. but really hope you enjoy, as much as I has writing this. And i didn't what to go on a full smut on my first story here hahaha, but maybe in the future i will write something a little more detailed. Word count: 1388

As she entered the ring finally felt like she could breathe, seeing her mini player already skating around. She looked around, excited to tell them all the news. 

“Hello kiddos, let’s gather up.” she raised her voice just enough so her kids and parents could hear her. 

That is her favourite part of the day, when she gets to relax from her classes and see her kid practicing. She was a journalism student in the university of New Jersey and at the end of the day she would coach a junior hockey team. Many doubted she could coach a hockey team, and even more she could control a group of kids, as she was only 19 years old. But she proved them wrong, now, 23 years of age, she has 2 champion seasons with her kids. 

When asked, she couldn’t tell when her passion for hockey started, maybe when she saw her first hockey game. Or maybe when her neighbours moved to the same street in Toronto, and the three brothers were hockey players and would invite her to play with them  in the local ring and in the streets. Or even when at 13 years old started dating one of those brothers. 

Maybe Jack was the one that made her love hocker as much as she loves nowadays. 

Soon the kids were around her, waiting for instructions on the drills they were supposed to do. 

“Before we start, I want to talk to you guys.” she began “Next week we are having some guests that want to train with you guys.”All their eyes were shining, in the expectation of new people to see them train. 

Small voices start to mutter and some scream, questioning who these visitors might be. 

“Bu…t” She gets their attention once again “You will only know in the end of the practice.” Some gasps erupt in the mini crowd in front of her “and only if you behave.” This time protests all around. “Let's start now.”

After 4 years of training kids between 6 and 8 years, she learned that the best way to get a calm practice, or at least the calmer a hockey practice with kids could be, is this way. 

The practice went smoothly, and as soon as the clock struck 6 p.m., marking the end of the practice, all of the kids gathered around her waiting for the news.

 “So, i will not be the one telling you who the visitors will be.” 

At this exact moment, a pair of skates started to slide across the ice, and soon she felt cold in her legs. 

“Was that necessary?” She said to the man beside her, as his arm curled around her waist giving her a side hug. A loud laugh tickled her ears, not from her boyfriend beside her, but from his brother just approaching both of you. 

Jack was in the tunnel watching his girl with her kids, seeing the love in her eyes. He knew she was the one before, but everytime he saw her with those kids with their little helmets and sticks, he couldn't help but imagine a future where one of those kids would be theirs. 

Recently his mind would often run at the thought of a small brown hair head skating around the ice, maybe on a lake, just like he did as a kid. 

He was awakened of his thoughts by all the kids screaming their names. 

It was not the first time he and Luke went to the practices with his girlfriend, the kids knew that Jack was their coach's special friend. But they always seem just as excited as the first time. 

“Silence, guys, silence.” she got their attention once again. 

“Are Jack and Luke playing with us again?” a little blond boy asks

“Yes we are.” Jack tells him “ but we are bringing some friends!”

After some playing with the kids, it was time to go. The three of them headed to the car, lefts Luke in their apartment and went to hers. 

The way was calm and silent, the humming of the low radio music, making it all even more peaceful. No pressure, no tension, no awkwardness, only comfortable silence between the couple. The thought of kids still lingers in Jack’s mind, wondering if he should bring it up to his girlfriend. 

They have been together for ten years. They have been talking about marriage for a time now. He even has bought the engagement ring, just hasn’t found the perfect time to make the proposal yet. He is head over heels for the girl beside him. Maybe it wouldn't be such a bad idea bridging it up. 

Soon they were inside the apartments and changing into comfortable clothes. Jack was ready faster than the girl so he just sat in the bed admiring her. 

As soon as she notices the two eyes on her, she looks over her boyfriend, who has hearts in his eyes, while she puts her shorts on. 

“Stop.” She says blushing

“ ‘m not doing nothing.” he says, not taking his eyes off of her. 

She walks to him stopping in between his slightly open legs and Jack loses no time placing his hands on her hips. Her hand went to his cheeks, cupping his face and turning up to look at her. Hunching over him, just enough for her lips to reach his lips, uniting them in a loving kiss. 

Jack didn’t lose time in deepening the kiss, pushing her against his body, making her lay on top of him. Jack’s hands slide his hands from her hips to her butt, fondling them slightly, just enough to make her moan at the sensation. At that, her hips jerked slightly forward, against Jack’s crotch, provoking a moan to leave both of our mouths. 

The room got increasingly hotter as their clothes were thrown around, leaving their naked sweaty bodies to rub against each other. 

But all Jack could think was once again the goddamn kids. 

The knots in their stomachs got tighter and tighter, until it finally snapped. 

Their tired, sweaty and very bodies laid next to each other, cuddling. 

“Bunny, can we talk?” Jack speaks as soon as he notices his girlfriend coming back, but also using her nickname so she knew it wasn’t anything bad. She only hums, acknowledging him. “We have been together for almost 10 years now.” If she was not paying attention, Jack was sure now she was. 

“Is everything ok?” she said worried

“I want a baby.” Was better if he said it already, right?

She was perplexed for a second, but as soon as the shock wore off her expression softened. 

“Baby…” she starts “I also want one, but don’t you think we are a bit too young? I mean, you are in the peak of your career, and me i am graduating in a couple of months.” 

“I know, but watching you with the kids does something to me, not only today, but I have been thinking of this for months, maybe even years. If you don’t want it, i understand, you are the one carrying the baby and feeding. But i just couldn’t not tell it to you.”

“Jackie, baby.” she turns around and cups his face once again, jack can’t help but lean into his girl hands. “ I do want to have a baby with you, my problem is not having to carry them, but i just don’t know if it is the best moment to have a baby. But maybe i could stop taking the pill, you know.” All she could see was his eyes light up. “ And maybe we don’t need to be so careful. If it happens, it happens.” 

Honestly it was something that had already crossed her mind. Starting a family. 

She knew that Jack was in fact her person, she didn't want or need anyone else other than that man. 

He has known her since they were kids, and their families would gather up every time that he had a game.

She was ready to have that. 

To have a family with him.

“Really?” His eyes shined so much that the girl could help but giggle as Jack starts to kiss all over her face. “I love you so much, Bunny.”

“I love you too, baby.”