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All Three ~ Nolan Patrick

A/N: this is based on the song All Three by Noah Cyrus. Also i have no idea what it’s like to have migraines and I obviously don’t know how it was for Nolan either, my depiction in this is just what I thought would fit with the story.

Warnings: mentions of sex, swearing, verbal fights, playful arguing

Word count: 6.9k

Nolan Patrick…your best friend, your lover, your kryptonite.

It's the classic friends with benefits scenario…you met when he came to Philly and the rest is history. Your cousin, Meg had been dating Travis Sanheim and she always dragged you along to outings so you had become pretty familiar with the Flyers.

The night you met Nolan you knew you were in for it. You had walked into Scott's apartment trailing behind Meg and Travis and you immediately locked eyes with an unfamiliar face across the room. He immediately blushed and his mouth twitched up a bit in an attempt at a smile. You gave him a small smile back and then were interrupted by a few of the guys giving you hugs.

You were intrigued by the guy across the room, you figured he was a rookie, a super cute rookie, and you really wanted to meet him. It was a little while before you finally did, you wandered into the kitchen with your cousin to grab a drink and then of course you caught up in conversation. But finally, halfway through the night you were being introduced.

"Nolan, Travis, this is y/n, y/n, this Nolan and Travis." Ghosty introduced you to the two rookies. You shook their hands and greeted them sweetly. "It's nice to meet you!"

"It's nice to meet you too." The shorter of the two, Travis, greeted. "So how do you fit in with the mix here?"

"My cousin is dating Travis Sanheim and they drag me along to things like these."

"Oh, sweet. Do you go to school here?"

"Yeah, I'm a sophomore at UPenn."

"Wow, don't you have to be like really smart to go there?"

You blushed at Travis' question. Although you had worked super hard to get into UPenn, you hated when people would make a big deal about it. And you never knew how to answer this question without sounding like an asshole. "Um, I mean I guess so…you have to get good grades and be involved in a lot."

"So, probably no chance for me?" Travis joked.

You giggled and shook your head looking over at Nolan who had been pretty quiet the whole conversation. His cheeks flushed a bit more when you looked at him and he realized that he should probably say something. "What are you studying?"

Your breath hitched upon hearing Nolan's voice. It was deep and a bit raspy and you were even more intrigued. "Environmental Studies." You answered with a small smile.

"Cool, so you like the outdoors?" Travis asked.

"Yeah, I've always lived in the city, but I like to get out whenever I can and go camping and hike and stuff."

Nolan immediately knew that he wanted to get to know her more. He was happy that she said she came to stuff like this a lot and he'd have the opportunity to hang out with her.

Meg came barreling into the three of you, grabbing your arm to pull you towards the pong table.

"Sorry boys, she's needed for beer pong!!" She called over her shoulder and you shot them an apologetic smile as she dragged you across the room.

You and Meg dominated, as always, so you were occupied with beer pong for quite some time. But once you finally got knocked out, you looked around for Nolan because you really wanted to talk to him again. You spotted him in walking towards the kitchen so you decided to follow.

He sensed a presence behind him and smiled when he turned and saw that it was you.

"Beer?" He asked holding a bottle out for you.

You nodded and took it from his hand, "thank you."

He grabbed one for himself and leaned against the counter. "You're quite the player."

You smirked at his compliment, "yeah, we're not all total nerds at UPenn, I've had my practice."

"So, are you from Philly?" He asked after a few moments of silence.

"Yup, born and raised…"

"You say that like it's a bad thing…"

"I love it here, I do, but sometimes I wish I had gone somewhere else for school. Just to experience something else, you know?"

Nolan nodded, "Yeah, I left home when I was a teenager for hockey, it's nice to see what else is out there but there's definitely no place like home."

You smiled at his comment, he was very soothing. You had only known him for a few hours but you already felt super comfortable around him.

You stayed in the kitchen with him and talked for the rest of the night. You hadn't even noticed how late it had gotten until Travis came looking for you telling you that you needed to go because Meg was super wasted.

"Okay, I'll be right out." You assured him so that you could try and invite Nolan back to your place.

"It was really nice talking with you, y/n…" Nolan said.

"Would you maybe wanna come back to my place?" You asked with a smirk.

He smiled and nodded, "let me just go to tell TK."

You walked up to Travis and Meg, "Nolan is gonna come back with me, so you can guys just go home." Travis raised his eyebrows, "are you sure?"

You nodded, "yeah, I'm good. I promise."

"Okay…" Travis said hesitantly. "Text me when you get home please…and if you need anything." Although Nolan seemed like a good guy, Travis still didn't really know him and he was protective of you.

"Will do. Thanks, Travis. Good luck with Meg."

"Yeah, bets she passes out in the Uber…"

You laugh at his prediction and say goodbye to Meg.

You turn around and Nolan is approaching you. "You ready?" You nod in response and go downstairs to wait for your Uber. Conversation seemed to just flow and you talked the whole way to your apartment.

Your roommates thankfully were both in their rooms for the night so you didn't have to deal with any introductions.

"Do you want anything to drink?" You whispered as you entered your apartment.

"I'll have some water if that's okay." You nodded and handed him a water bottle before leading him down the hallway to your room. Unsurprisingly, you talked for a little bit longer before he finally made a move and started kissing you.

You melted into his grasp as soon as you felt his lips on yours. The faint taste of beer on his lips had you desperate for more.

Ever since that first night he had you locked in. You hooked up a few nights a week when he was in Philly. You kept in touch when he was on road trips and when he went back to Winnipeg for the off season, you even visited him there a few times. He had grown to become your best friend. As the two of you got closer it wasn't always about sex, he'd come over after a tough loss, you'd confide in him when you were stressed about school or your friends. But despite how close the two of you were, you never felt your relationship progressed to anything more than friends.

Everyone always thought you two were a couple, he invited you to team events as his plus one, you went on dates, you were exclusive, you argued like you were married…but for some reason you never put the label on it. You didn't totally mind…you were both still very young and not to mention putting a title on it really wouldn't change your relationship at all so you supposed it didn't matter. It would happen when it happens and that was fine… or so you thought.

I really hate when you say you love me, those spoken words are wet concrete

And in your arms I feel so lucky, weightless when you lie on me

It started to really fuck you up when he said those three forbidden words. I love you. Well, in your case it was two, and not as meaningful or intimate as it usually is said for the first time.

You guys had been together, or doing whatever you were doing, for two years. He was leaving for a week long road trip and you were at his place helping him pack before you brought him to the airport.

"Hey, y/n/n?" Nolan called from the bedroom. "Have you seen my black tie?"

"I'm ironing it right now!" You yelled back from the living room.

Once you finished ironing his dress clothes you brought them into his bedroom for him to pack.

"Thank you." He said before giving you a quick kiss and zipping them carefully into his bag.

"Do you want to eat anything before you go?" You asked.

"Can you make me a ham sandwich, please?" He asked with a childish grin.

You chuckled and shook your head, "of course."

You looked at the time and figured he'd need to eat in the car so you packaged it up so he could take it with him. Just as you finished, he emerged from the hallway with his bags in hand. You grabbed him a bottle of water and put it in a bag with his sandwich. You double checked with him that he had everything and you headed down to the car. You drove so Nolan could eat and the rest of the car ride was spent humming along to the music.

"Do you want any help?" You asked as you put the car in the park out front.

"No, I'm all set." He said as he slid out of the car. You got out after him and stood by as he gathered his bags. "Thank you for your help this morning."

"Anytime, Nols. Text me when you land, please."

"Will do," he assured as he leaned down to kiss you, "love you, babe."

You stood there shocked at his words as he walked away seemingly unbothered. True to his word, he had texted you when they landed and texted you throughout the week as normal. You were kind of expecting some sort of explanation, at least an acknowledgement of what he had said but it seemed like it just slipped out and he didn't think anything of it. You however, spent the whole week overthinking and freaking out.

Of course you had thought about if you loved Nolan or not, but you just never thought saying it was on the table because of the status of your relationship. You hoped that when he returned he'd have something to say about it but he didn't. And you were the biggest chicken in the world so you never brought it up. He didn't say it too often, mostly when he'd leave for a road trip or if you weren't going to see each other for a while. You had been trying to build up the courage to say it back but you could never bring yourself to do it.

It didn't seem to bother him that you didn't say it back. Which made you really think it wasn't that big of a deal for him, which is what confused and frustrated you so much. You didn't understand how he could be so nonchalant about it all the time. Was he that dense? Or were you really just overthinking it? It got to the point where you hated to hear him say it. But it didn't matter how much you hated to hear it, because you knew you loved him too.

Nolan was not known for showing much emotion. But you weren't either so it worked out for the two of you. You had other ways of expressing your feelings for each other. For you, it was helping him prepare for road trips, cooking him dinner, rubbing his shoulders, and when they started, helping him through his migraines. For him, it was bringing you coffee and dinner when you were cramming for an exam, always making sure you had Reese's and a bottle Sauvignon Blanc on hand, going for walks with you, taking you to concerts… but your favorite moments with Nolan were when the two of you were lying in bed or on the couch. Not doing anything, maybe you have a show on in the background, but you weren't paying attention to it. Instead you were listening to Nolan's heartbeat, focusing on his soft breathing. You were often under him, him acting as the perfect weighted blanket to help you feel at ease.

But darling if I could, I would fall for someone good, someone good for me

No matter how good the highs are, there of course some lows. Nothing too awful, but with the uncertainties of your relationship comes some strain. Sometimes the time spent together is too much, you feel overwhelmed, Nolan feels too much pressure… and you're never sure if you can work through it. You obviously always have, but each time you have a falling out it feels like the end.

You had been sitting at home all night trying to reach Nolan. He had been having his migraines for a little while now and you were worried because you hadn't heard from him all day and he wasn't the playing in the game. You knew that if it was anything super serious, someone would have contacted you but you couldn't help but worry about him. You finally decided to go over to his place and see if he was okay.

You knocked quietly upon arrival wanting to give him a chance to answer the door. After a few minutes of silence you decided to just go in. His apartment was dark, which wasn't unusual during a bad migraine, so you made your way back to his bedroom. His door was cracked so you pushed it open and saw Nolan lying down on the bed.

"Nolan." You whispered with no response. "Nolan." You whispered a little louder this time. He moved a bit so you knew he heard you but he still didn't say anything. You walked over to the bed and gently sat down next to him. "Are you okay?" He grunted in response, still not what you wanted, but something nonetheless. "I'm sorry for just coming, but I was worried…I haven't heard from you all day."

"You can see that I'm alive so you can leave now."

You sighed at his cold tone, you had heard it before and you knew better than to push so you got up to leave. You stopped before the door and turned towards him, "let me know if you need anything." You didn't wait for a response knowing that you probably wouldn't get one so you left his apartment.

You tried to your best not to be upset by the interaction. You didn't know how Nolan felt in those moments and you wanted to give him what he needed, even if it meant him not wanting you around. It certainly wasn't the first time he shut you out and you knew it wouldn't be the last, but that didn't make it hurt any less.

What made this time different was your interaction the next day. Usually after a night like that, he would apologize for how he treated you and would explain he just really needed to be alone. You of course always forgave him and things went back to normal. But this time, there was no apology, just more hostility.

He had texted you asking if you could bring over something to eat. You asked him what he wanted and he said he didn't care, "get whatever you want."

You decided to just go to the store and get a few different things so he had options. When you showed up to his place he was on the couch with his eyes closed, so you quietly shut the door and put your bags down in the kitchen. You were putting a few things away when you heard him speak. "What did you bring?"

You walked over to him so you didn't have to yell, "I got a few things from the store…I got stuff for sandwiches, frozen pizza, soup…"

"Alright thanks." Was all he said. You stood there for a minute not knowing what to do. "What are you doing?" He asked looking over at you.

"I, um, well…" you fumbled out, taken aback by his tone, "do you want me to make something for you?"

"Just make me a sandwich I guess."

You nodded and walked away without another word.

A few minutes later, you brought his sandwich to him on a plate and set it down a little harder than you probably should have. But you were starting to get upset so you didn't really care. He glared at you in response but thanked you as he sat up and grabbed it. You walked back into the kitchen and put everything away.

"I'm gonna go, I guess. Let me know when you're feeling better." You said as he walked by him to put your coat on.

"Why are you leaving?"

"Well it's clear you're still not doing well, so I'm just gonna leave you alone." "I never told you that you needed to leave." "You didn't have to, Nolan." "What's your problem?" "I don't want to fight, especially if you’re still not feeling good, so I'm just gonna go."

"Why do we need to fight? I just asked you a question."

"Really? 'What’s your problem?' isn't exactly an innocent question."

"Well I don't really understand why you've got such an attitude." "I'm trying not to lose my patience Nolan, but you're making it really difficult." "Why?!" he asked starting to raise his voice, "What did I do?" "You're kind of treating me like shit, Nolan. I'm sorry that you had a bad migraine yesterday, and I'm sorry if I made it worse by coming here last night, but I was worried. I understand it's hard for you, but I hadn't heard from you all day. You usually let me in and help you through them and it’s fine if that's not what you want or need but you don't get to be a dick to me about it. You asked me to bring you food, I did, and you're still being rude to me. I don't mind being here Nols, I want to be here, but if you're going to act like this I'm not interested."

"You have no idea how hard it is for me, y/n," he yelled at you, "I didn't ask you to come over last night, I'm sorry you were worried but I can't put my migraine on hold just to make you feel better."

"I know that, Nolan! That's why I left once I saw that you were okay! But you were obviously okay enough this morning to text me asking for food, and you're obviously okay enough right now to be yelling at me! I know that I don't know how hard it is for you, but I'm doing my best to be here for you and support you however I can. I know that you can't always text me or call me, and that's fine. But the way you're treating me right now is not okay." "You don't have to be here for me all the time. You didn't have to bring me food today if you really didn't want to. You can say no, y/n, you don't owe me anything."

You were hurt by his words but you tried your best not to show it. "I wanted to bring you food because I care about you! I want to be here for you! It just doesn't seem like you want me here. You've been nothing but cold to me since you texted me this morning! I don't mind doing these things for you, Nol, but you could at least act grateful."

"Whatever, y/n/n. Just go I guess. I'm not arguing with you anymore."

You opened your mouth but you didn't know what you would even say, so you put your coat on and left.

It had been a few days since your fight and you hadn't spoken to him at all. It was awful timing because you had midterms coming up and you were too distracted to study.

You were currently trying to force your way through a study guide when you got a call from Meg. You sighed and answered the phone. "Hey, Meg."

"Hey, y/n/n, what's up?" "Trying to study…what about you?" "You're not going to the game tonight?"

"No, I really need to study." "But I thought you were going…?" "Yeah, well plans change. I can't go anymore." You heard some mumbling in the background, which you assumed was Travis. A few moments later Meg spoke up again.

"Are you and Nolan fighting?"

You rolled your eyes and sighed, "We had a pretty big fight the other day and I haven't talked to him since. But regardless, I need to study. I have midterms next week."

"Travis said Nolan has been grumpier than usual. What did you fight about?"

"His migraines I guess??? I don't even know, I tried standing up for myself but he wasn't having it so I left."

"You haven't talked at all since?" "Nope, not a word." "Are you okay?" "I don't know, not really honestly. But I really can't dwell on it right now because I need to focus on studying." "And how is that going for you?" "Not very well." "Okay, so why don't you come over and we can talk about it. If you're not studying anyway it might help to get things off your chest."

You sighed as you thought about it, knowing that she was right you agreed and got your things together to go over there.

She had a glass of wine waiting for you and you sat down and told her everything.

"Okay, well you were right to stand up yourself. You've done a lot for him recently and you don't deserve to be treated that way."

"Yeah, but he's right, I didn't have to do any of it for him. He didn't ask, I just did it." "Okay so you didn't have to, but despite your weird ass relationship, it's not that crazy that you did. Everything you've done for Nolan I would do for Travis in a heartbeat. Yeah, we're engaged and it's a little different, but you and Nolan have something really special. It's beyond me and everyone in the world for that matter, why you two don't just get over yourselves and date officially. You've worked through fights in the past, you'll work through this too." "But they've never been this big before. And I don't like that it was about his migraines. Even if he apologizes who's to say that he won't act like this again. I feel like I can't fault him for it because it's his way of dealing with them. But I also know that I don't deserve to be treated that way so I just feel like we're not meant to be." "Y/n, that's bullshit and you know it. You and Nolan are like, the perfect match. It's been a few days, I'm sure he's feeling better, you've both calmed down, so sit down and talk about it. You know you're not going to be able to study until you do."

You sighed knowing that she was right, "okay…yeah you're right. I'll text him."

You: Hey, Nol.

You relaxed into the couch, feeling a sense of relief now that you've had some sort of contact. You took a few sips of wine as you waited, but thankfully it wasn't too long.

Nolan: Hey, y/n/n…

You: Can we talk?

Nolan: Yeah, wanna come over after the game?

You: Yeah, just text me when you get home.

Nolan: You're not coming to the game?

You: I wasn't going to…I really need to study.

Nolan: Oh, okay. I guess I'll see you later.

You decided not to respond, you still weren't super happy with him, so you didn't think you needed to defend your decision.

"Alright, I'm going over there to talk after the game." You updated Meg.

"Good. So you'll get ready with me???" She asked hopefully.

"Sorry, Meg. I do really need to try and study. I'm gonna head out."

"Fine," she pouted, "but you better let me know how it goes tonight!!!"

"I will, bye Meg."

Between having the game on in the background and thinking about what you were going to say, you weren't able to get much studying done. But you still tried your hardest until you received a text from Nolan telling you that he was leaving the arena.

You were hoping he would be in an okay mood…they won the game but Nolan didn't play. You didn't think he was having a migraine, it was probably more of a precaution, but nonetheless he'd be upset that he wasn't playing.

When you got to Nolan's he was sitting on the couch with two glasses of water in front of him. You smiled at the gesture, although it quickly faded when you remembered why you were even here. He stood up to greet you and you went and sat next to him on the couch.

"That was a good game…"

"You watched?" "Of course."

Nolan nodded, "I just wish I could have played…"

You smiled sadly, "I know, I'm sorry, Nols. Not feeling good?" He sighed and leaned back, "I don't know, I mean, I feel like I could have played, but it's just not worth the risk of bringing one on…"

You sat in silence for a little bit, neither of you knowing where to start. Just as you were about to speak up, Nolan beat you to it. "I'm really sorry for the way I treated you the other day. I know that you were just trying to help and I know that you don't have to do those things for me but I really do appreciate it. I shouldn't have yelled at you and I shouldn't have dismissed you the way that I did. I know it's not a great excuse, but it was just really bad the other night, I knew that I wasn't going to be fun to be around that's why I didn't want you here. But I don't have an excuse for how I treated you that morning. I had no right to say those things to you, I don't even really know what came over me. You've always been amazing to me and you do mean so much to me, y/n/n, you have no idea. I just hope that you'll forgive me…" "I appreciate your apology, Nols. My intention is never to overcrowd you or make you feel like you need my help. I'm here to help you with whatever you need and it's okay if you need some space too. It'd just be nice to be let down a little easier…"

Nolan smirked at your last comment, "I know, I'm sorry. I promise I will be better at communicating my needs with you." He put his arm around you and pulled you into his side. You rested your head on his chest and he kissed the top of your head.

You're my nemesis, you're my best friend

We nearly walk on common ground

You really didn't have big fights like that often, but you did however argue about stupid, little things all of the time.

One of the things that drove you absolutely nuts about your relationship with Nolan was how different the two of you were when it came to planning things and being on time. Nolan was very "go with the flow" and "we'll get there when we get there" which you loved for him…but you were much different. You liked to have things planned and you absolutely hated being late.

You were hanging out at your apartment one Friday afternoon watching Netflix when you got a text from Nolan.

Nolan: Hey, I need a date to an event tonight. I'll pick you up at 6:45.

You looked at the time and it was almost 2 o'clock.

Me: Whoa, whoa, whoa…what kind of event?

Nolan: Pretty fancy, black tie.

Me: Nolan!!!!! I don't have anything to wear!!!

Nolan: You have tons of dresses.

Me: Not any that fit black tie!

Nolan: Oh, well if you go now you'll have time to get one.

You scoffed and shook your head. Of course, he'd tell you about an event a few hours before and be so nonchalant about it.

Me: Fine, but I'm not happy.

Nolan: Why? You love these things.

Me: Yeah, when I have time to prepare for them!

Nolan: What do you need to prepare for? Just get a dress and do your makeup or whatever.

You chose not to respond to that because you didn't actually want to start a fight. It was also hard to actually be mad at him when he really had no idea what was wrong with the current situation.

You sent an SOS text to Meg and asked her to meet you at Nordstrom to help you pick something out.

Two hours later, there was a mound of dresses and jumpsuits in your dressing room but you finally found the perfect one. It was a beautiful, sleek, black, satin jersey gown.

"You look so hot, y/n/n." Meg complimented as you spun around in front of the mirror.

"Thanks…I just still can't believe I'm just finding out about this stupid gala." "Yeah, it's a little annoying. But look at you, you found the perfect dress and you still have time to get ready."

"I know, I just hate when he does this. You know how I am about stuff like this." "Yes, I know, Miss Organized…but it's not the end of the world."

You rolled your eyes at your cousin and went into the dressing room to change.

You hopped in the shower once you got home and did your hair and makeup as quickly as you could while still making it look good.

You heard Nolan come into your apartment and you glanced at the time because you weren't ready yet. You breathed a sigh of relief to see that it was only 6:30. You finished up your makeup, put on your heels, and grabbed your coat before walking down the hall to greet Nolan. He stood up from the couch when he heard you coming but was engrossed in his phone so he didn't look up at you. You rolled your eyes and cleared your throat to get his attention.

"You ready?" He asked without looking up.

You ignored his question and said his name firmly, "Nolan." He finally looked up at you but still didn't say anything about how you looked. "Do I look okay?"

"Yeah, I don't know what you were so worried about, babe. You look amazing."

"Don't make a habit of, Nols. I was super stressed about it."

He gave you an incredulous look but sighed and nodded his head, "sorry, princess. I'll make sure to tell you a year in advance next time."

You rolled your eyes at his sarcasm and walked towards the door.

~~~

One other thing about you and Nolan was that you bickered…constantly. He honestly drove you nuts more often than not but for some reason that was why you loved him so much.

You would argue about what to have for dinner.

"Pizza?" He suggested.

"We always have pizza, what about Chinese?" You protested.

He rolled his eyes at your suggestion, "we always have Chinese, too."

"Sushi?"

Nolan shook his head, "I don't feel like sushi." "Sandwiches?"

"Nah…" "Well, I don't know, Nolan! Why don't we just go to the store and make something." "That'll take too long." You rolled your eyes and shook your head. "Whatever, just pick something, I don't care."

"You say that now but you're going to complain about it as soon as it gets here."

"Well we can't agree on anything so whatever, just get what you want." You didn't give him a chance to argue as you stomped down the hall to do some homework.

You always argued about directions.

"Why are you going this way?" Nolan asked as you made a turn.

"Because it's faster. There's always a ton of traffic the other way." "No it's not, this way is like 30 minutes longer. Even with traffic we'll get there faster the other way." "No we won't, Nolan. I drive this way all the time, it's fine, trust me." "Whatever you say, we're gonna be late though." "No we're not." "Yes we are." "No we're not!" "Yes we are." "Fine, if you're so worried about it, you drive." You huffed out as you pulled over and threw the car in park and got out of the car. Nolan shook his head at how ridiculous you were being but switched places with you anyway.

You ended up getting there 10 minutes late.

"I told you the other way was faster." You said as you climbed out of the car.

Nolan scoffed, "if you hadn't thrown a fit and just kept driving we would have been on time." "Are you kidding me? It took two minutes to switch places. That's not why we're late." "Whatever.…" He grumbled as he shot you a glare. You stuck your tongue out at him and he shook his head walking a few steps in front of you.

He hated that you always hogged the blankets.

To no surprise, Nolan woke up in the middle of night shivering with no blankets on. He sighed angrily and tried to pull the blankets over to him. He wasn't successful because you were all wrapped up in them and they were impossible to move.

"Y/n." He said nudging your shoulder. "Y/n/n." You stirred a bit but didn't wake up. "Y/n." He said louder. Nothing. He sighed again grabbed his water bottle from the nightstand. He poured a little bit on your face and you shot up in shock.

"What the fuck, Nolan?!"

"You were hogging the blankets!" "So you dumped water on me?!"

"You wouldn't wake up!" "You're such an ass." You seethed as you pulled the blanket back to you and rolled over to face away from him. Nolan scoffed at your action and tugged on the blanket. "Get your own blanket if you're so concerned about it." You said as you held onto it so he couldn't have any.

"And I'm the ass…" He muttered in defeat as he got up to grab a blanket from the other room.

You hated the way he put the toilet paper on the holder.

"Nolan!!!" You screamed from the bathroom. You were pretty sure at this point he was doing it just to piss you off. You hated when people put the toilet paper on upside down. The right way to put it was so the tail was on top. It flowed so much better and you didn't understand how people could think that it’s okay the other way.

As you angrily switched it around, Nolan was out in the living room smirking because he knew exactly what you were yelling about. He feigned innocence as you came stomping down the hallway yelling at him for putting it on like that. "Oh, I'm sorry babe, I didn't mean to."

You rolled your eyes at him and scoffed. "Seriously, Nolan. You know it pisses me off." "I know, I’m sorry, I just don't think about it when I'm changing it, because it's really not a big deal. It's just toilet paper."

"Yeah, but it's so much easier when it's right side up."

"Some would argue that you have it wrong." "Yeah they might, but they're stupid. If you don’t care, why can't you just put it the way I like it." "I try to, babe, I just forget sometimes." "Well please, try and remember."

"Aye, aye, Captain."

A few days later, Nolan went into the bathroom and chuckled when he saw a sign posted by the extra toilet paper.

Please put toilet the right side up. Thank you :)

Deciding he wanted to dance with the devil, he switched the toilet paper so it was the "wrong way." It took a while, but a few hours later he was in the kitchen grabbing a snack when he heard his name being yelled from the bathroom. He laughed and shook his head, preparing for the storm that was coming his way.

But we're suckers for the thrill, playing fuck, marry, and kill

Honey you're all three.

No matter how much argued, bickered, or fought, you loved him. He was your person. You were with each other for your best moments and you stuck by each other through your worst.

Your best friend, your lover, your soulmate. And you wouldn't have it any other way.

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You and Nolan were enjoying a rare day off you had together lounging around the apartment. Nolan had noticed that one of his favorite bands, Mt. Joy were on Instagram live. He shot them a quick text asking if it was okay if he joined. They of course said yes so he hopped on.

You were in the kitchen baking cookies, only half listening to what Nolan was saying. However, you immediately stopped what you were doing when you heard something that Nolan said. "I'm just hanging out at home with my girlfriend. Enjoying the day off." Once you got over the initial shock you listened more intently to see if he would say anything more about it. "Yeah, we've been together for a while. Pretty much since I came to Philly." Your jaw dropped. Of course. Of course he would play it off as if you've been dating for years. Apparently you were lost in thought for longer than you thought because the next thing you know Nolan came up and waved his hand in front of your face. "You there?"

"Oh yeah, sorry." "What are you thinking about?"

"I'm your girlfriend, huh?"

He smirked at your tone, "of course you're my girlfriend. Am I not your boyfriend?" "Oh my god, Nolan!"

"What?!" "How long have I been your girlfriend?" He shrugged, "I don't know, I thought we were always kind of dating."

You scoffed, "unbelievable." He gave you a questioning look but you shrugged him off. "Nothing…never mind."

"No, tell me." He insisted.

"It's just, we never really talked about it or had the conversation so I didn't think we were actually boyfriend and girlfriend." "So we've just been…what, a thing? For three and a half years?"

"Well, I don't know, I guess. We've never celebrated an anniversary or anything. And this is the first time I've ever heard you call me you your girlfriend." "Oh, well, I'm sorry y/n/n. I guess after it had been so long I just kind of assumed." You gave him an amused huff. "What? Should we have talked about it?"

"No, no, I guess not…" you reassured, "it's just so…us."

"Us?" "Our whole relationship has been me overthinking and you under thinking, apparently…no offense."

He chuckled at your explanation. "You've been overthinking our relationship?"

"Well, yeah! I never knew what we were but you never seemed worried about it so I didn't want to bring it up."

"Okay…so if you need it spelled out for you…" he started earning himself an eye roll from you, "will you be my girlfriend?"

"I thought I already was?" You replied with a playful smirk.

He rolled his eyes at your teasing but teased you right back. "So are we good? We didn't just break up, did we?"

"No, I love you too much to give you up that easy." He raised his eyebrows at your admission. "Oh, you love me, huh?" You stuttered a bit, realizing that because you had been so insecure you had never actually said it back. "See I notice things, not such an under thinker, am I?"

"I'm sorry, it's my overthinking... I always just thought it kind of slipped out when you said it and because I didn't know what we were I was scared if I said it back things would end." "What?!" He asked, looking at you like you had two heads. "How does that even make sense?!" "I don't know!!" You defended, "I just thought…I don't know... I guess I really don't have an explanation. Just that I'm a little bit crazy."

"It's okay, I already knew that. Your insistence that there is a correct way to put toilet paper on the holder was a dead giveaway."

"Ha ha ha…" you fake laughed, "you do put it the right way now, though…"

"I can't have you going off the rails on me…"

You gently shoved him and shook your head. He smiled and cupped your face in his hands. "I love you, y/n/n. I always have and I always will."

"I love you too, Nolly." You said with a smirk.

Nolan grimaced at the nickname, "okay, maybe not when you call me that."

"Oh, come on, Nolly. You know you love it." "I don't...but I love you so I'll let it slide."

You stood on your tip toes prompting Nolan to bend down so you could kiss him. He picked you up and set you on the counter and you made out for a few minutes.

"As much as I want to make sweet, sweet love to you baby, this dough smells really good…" He said, suggesting you finish the cookies.

"Aye, aye, captain." You saluted as you pushed him out of the way and hopped off the counter.

For the rest of your life with Nolan, there wasn't a day that went by where you didn't want to fuck, marry, and kill him. But it never stopped you from loving him.

#nhl imagine #nhl imagines #nolan patrick imagine #nhl fan fiction

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patagucci34 · 5 years ago

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Now that I just dumped all of that out there lmao... to my followers:

I appreciate all of you for sticking with me!

I have so many stories in progress, I actually do write almost every day, I just lose steam or don't like where it's going and hit a wall. But I think I'm close to finishing one soon!

Also if anyone has any requests, feel free to send them my way, I'll try my best to make it happen!

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Hey everyone!

I just wanted to say a few things that have been on my mind lately that pertains to the hockey world on here.

I want to start off by saying that although I have read fanfiction for a long, long time, I still am fairly new to writing. I am the first one to admit that I am not a professional, I honestly wouldn't even identify as a writer at all. I've always been a math/science type of gal and writing was never my strong suit in school.

What drew me to write fanfiction was my love for reading it. I grew up dreaming and imagining stories in my head and once I discovered fanfiction I was ecstatic. I would stay up all hours of the nights reading chapters and chapters, as i'm sure all of you have done as well. I was inspired to put my own thoughts and ideas into stories and I finally just said screw it, I'm going to start writing.

I knew when I started writing that it was mostly for me. I didn't have any followers, I'm not an experienced writer, and I'm all over the map when it comes to producing content and posting (which by the way, a HUGE thank you to those who do follow me for sticking with me, because I know that can be frustrating).

I've thought about writing up a post like this for a while now, but I always stopped myself because I'm not super engaging within the community, I mostly read stories (and like them) and when I'm feeling inspired, write them. I also, to be blunt, roll my eyes when I see the drama and just don't want to get involved.

I'm not here to pick a side, I don't feel as though I have the right to do so. I just want to say to everyone out there, if you're writing because it what's you love and enjoy doing, don't stop! It shouldn't matter how many notes you get, if your grammar is correct, who you're writing about, or your age. I like to think that this is a safe space (and most of the time, I do think it is) but when I see writers tearing down other writers and readers tearing down writers, I'm super disappointed. To put it simply, if you don't like it, don't read it. That's why there are warnings and titles and headers, or if you read a few lines and you're not into it, just keep scrolling. There is nothing beneficial about commenting on the quality of it.

I do understand where some of the seasoned writers are coming from. I get it, you spend countless hours perfecting an amazing piece of writing and to see a fic that's not very well written getting more notes than yours is super deflating. Know that there are readers out here that appreciate your writing and appreciate you for producing the high quality content that you do. *to everyone who does give these writers crap, stop. They spend their free time writing and creating this content for you to enjoy, for free. You don't get to be picky about when they post. They are people outside of tumblr. They have jobs and families and friends and hobbies. Sure, they probably enjoy writing but shit happens and life gets in the way and that is okay!!

I just want to say one more thing in regards to peoples ages on here. There are a wide range of ages as we all know, and because of that there are going to be stories of players that range in age too. If you don't want to read smut about a 19 year old player because you're older, or just simply don't like the player, don't! It might not make sense to you but it makes sense to the 18 year old writing it. The same goes for younger readers reading about older players. That doesn't mean that you can't write those kinds of fics, there are so many people out there who want to read that!

I'm sorry this turned out to be pretty long. Also I don't have the following that a lot of people do so who knows who is going to see this lmao. But please, don't project your preferences on everyone else here and make writers feel badly about what they are producing. We are all here for different reasons and we all have our own issues we're dealing with. Be nice, be patient, be kind.

Love you all

Al <3

#nhl imagine #nhl imagines #hockeyblr #please dont come for me #not trying to offend #just my thoughts #im a nobody on here #don't get pressed

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I hate you I love you ~ Matthew Tkachuk

A/N: threw this together pretty quickly

Warnings: mentions of sex, swearing, drinking

Word count: 9k

You and Matthew had a complicated relationship. It’s the classic story of enemies to lovers. You wanted nothing more than to remain enemies...but you couldn’t. The little rat, weaseled his way into your heart.

Thankfully for you, you spent most of the year apart- him in Calgary for hockey, you in Boston for school. But you had grown up together in St. Louis. You lived down the street from him, your parents were good friends, and you shared the same friends in school. But that certainly didn’t make you like him. For as long as you could remember, you guys never got along. Constantly arguing and bickering about everything under the sun. Your parents, siblings, and friends all tried to play peacekeeper, but it never worked. His cocky attitude and your quiet demeanor never mixed well with each other.

It still doesn’t--at least that is what you tell yourself to try and stop the strong feelings from consuming you.

Things had started to change when Brady played for BU. You were a junior, had tried your best to stay away from the hockey team during your time there, and were pretty successful until Brady joined the team. He had convinced you to come out with them a few times, attend a few parties, and before you knew it, you were hooking up with one of his teammates. You knew what you were getting into, that’s why you had tried to avoid it for so long, but he was so hot and not a complete douche so you let it happen.

The guys had just won an important game and you were going out and celebrating with them. You walked into the bar with a few of your friends and were already pretty buzzed. Once you grabbed some drinks, you made your way over to everyone and your face fell when you saw the one person who would turn this night sour for you, Matthew Tkachuk. Of course, the Flames had been in town playing the Bruins but that had completely slipped your mind. You were hoping to avoid him the whole night, but as soon as Brady saw you he called your name and pulled you in for a hug. Once he let go, Matthew stepped up to you, put his arm around your neck and gave you a noogie. You rolled your eyes at his childish antics and pushed him off of you. “God, Matt. Will you ever grow up?” You sneered at him. “Not when it comes to you, grace.” You rolled your eyes at his nickname for you, he had coined that term for you after you fell down the stairs at school and broke your leg. That was back in 6th grade and he had been calling you that ever since. “Whatever.” You said waving him off and turning back to Brady. “Brady, have you seen Ry?”

“He’s around here somewhere…” Brady told you looking around trying to locate him.

“It’s alright, just wondering if you had seen him yet.”

“Ryan?” Matthew asked with a quirked eyebrow.

“What about him?” You asked incredulously.

“Just surprised is all...I thought ‘you would never get involved with a hockey player because we’re all just big, dumb, assholes’.”

You scoffed at his imitation of you, “yeah, well I was wrong to base my opinion of all hockey players on you. The biggest, dumbest, douchiest of them all.”

Before he could get a retort in, Brady cut you guys off. “Alright, you two. Can you please be civil for just one night?”

“She started it.”

“I did?! You gave me a noogie!”

“Enough!” Brady yelled. The two of you backed off each other and you went off to try and find Ryan.

You spotted him coming out of the bathroom and started to make your way over to him but then you saw another girl approach him. You stopped short when she wrapped her hand around his bicep and stood on her tiptoes to whisper in his ear. He leaned into her words and a little smirk came across his face. Your heart sank at the action, you had no idea what she said but the moment looked very intimate. You quickly back tracked and went to find your friends. It's not like you and Ryan were dating or anything, he wasn't 'yours', but he had texted you making sure you were coming out with him tonight so you weren't impressed about this other girl.

You hadn't been with your friends for more than a few minutes before you felt familiar arms wrap around your shoulders. "Hey, babe!" Ryan greeted as he kissed the side of your head. You just smiled up at him in return, still being a little upset about what you saw earlier.

"Want another?" He asked, pointing to the empty glass in your hand.

"Oh, um, sure." He gave you an unsure look but that didn't stop him from heading off to the bar to grab some more drinks.

Your friends tried to boost your mood by dragging you onto the dance floor. It worked for a while, Ryan had brought you your drink and danced with you for a bit before meeting back up with the guys. And after a few more drinks, thoughts of that girl with Ryan had completely left your mind.

Until of course, you were in line for the bathroom. You were checking your phone, but looked up when you heard the door open and you were in shock. Ryan and that same girl were the people holding up the line. Ryan's eyes widened when he saw you standing there. He called your name but you had bolted to get out of the club. You checked behind you and you didn't see him following you. You shook your head, of course he wouldn't follow you. Once you reached the cold, brisk air, you exhaled. You looked around and took a seat on the curb. You wrapped your arms around yourself in an attempt to keep yourself warm and you tried not to cry. You didn't want to. You shouldn't. You knew something like this was going to happen and you were cursing yourself for not being prepared for it.

After a few minutes, someone sat down next to you. You looked over and rolled your eyes. "Now is really not the time, Matt. Please just leave me alone."

He put his jacket around your shoulders and rolled his eyes right back. "Relax. I'm not here to give you a hard time. I saw what happened in there and I figured you'd be freezing out here."

"Oh, well, thank you." You said quietly and looked back at the ground.

"Do you want to talk about it?" He asked softly.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

He chuckled at your tone, "look, as much as we bicker and fight, I do still care about you." You raised your eyebrows at his admission and he rolled his eyes.

"Remember in middle school when that little punk kept putting trash in your locker? I was the reason he stopped. I threatened to punch him and he got all scared and promised not to do it again."

"Wait, really?"

"Yeah, and that time in 10th grade when that guy was making fun of you for not having a date to homecoming? I was the one who told everyone that he had lice so that his date would ditch him."

"Oh my god, Matt, seriously?!" You asked with a smile creeping on your face. "And that time that you had a--"

You laughed and cut him off. "Okay, Matt. I get it. But how come I never knew you did those things?"

"Well, I couldn't have people thinking I actually liked you…" He teased with a smirk and you gave him a small push. "But seriously, you alright?"

You sighed and sat up a little straighter. "I guess. We weren't dating or anything…he's free to do whatever he wants. It was just shitty because I'm pretty sure I was going home with him tonight and I just can't believe he'd fuck a girl in the bathroom and then take me home like nothing happened."

"That would have been very shitty of him, y/n/n. I'm really sorry. No one should make you feel this way."

"Yeah, well, it's not the first time and I'm sure it won't be the last." Matt let out a soft sigh, "unfortunately, you're probably right."

You sat in silence for a few moments before you stood up. "I think I'm just gonna head home. Thank you for sitting with me, Matt."

"I'll take you home. It's late and you shouldn't be walking alone."

You thought about protesting but figured you wouldn't win that fight so you nodded and led the way.

You caught up on each other's lives on the walk home and as soon as you walked through the door you grabbed his hand and led him to your bedroom. You were making out on the bed and he stopped for a second.

"Are you sure about this?"

"Yes, just kiss me, please."

With that, he pushed you back on the bed and crawled on top of you.

You woke up the next morning and saw Matt snoring softly next to you. Although you had had quite a bit to drink, the whole incident with Ryan had sobered you up and you remembered every part of it with Matt. You weren't feeling regret necessarily, but you did wonder what this was going to mean. He was leaving to go back to Calgary so you didn't have to worry about it happening again soon, and you were fine with just going back to how things were. This was just a one night stand.

He had agreed, you had a brief talk about it before he left and that was that.

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You hadn't seen or talked to each other until you both were back in St. Louis for the summer. You had reverted back to your bickering, but you were glad that hooking up hadn't made things weird.

It didn't take long for the two of you to hook up again though. You were at a party with some of your friends, and because you lived on the same street, you walked back home together and ended up hooking up in your pool house in the backyard.

After that you had started hooking up more frequently. It wasn't that you were trying to keep it a secret on purpose, but no one really knew and you both decided it was probably for the best. You still argued in front of everyone so no one expected that anything had changed between you two.

For the 4th of July, both of your families went to the Tkachuk’s place on the Cape. With it being just your families, it was going to be hard to try and sneak off to have sex. It was a big place, but with an extra family, neither of you had your own room for the week. You kind of felt like teenagers again, sneaking around, jumping on the opportunity when you had a few minutes alone. It was fun, and although there were still so many things you disliked about Matthew, you were slowly starting to find things you liked.

On the night of the 4th, after a long, fun, alcohol filled day, everyone retired to bed after watching the fireworks. You and Matt had snuck onto the roof and were sitting side by side watching the stars. You identified as many constellations as you could. That not actually being many as the two of you really knew nothing about space. You argued about the big dipper and the little dipper for a little but the argument ended when Matthew kissed you to shut you up. You made out for a few minutes before Matt's hands started to go down south.

"Matt, I'm not having sex with you on a roof."

"Why not?"

"What if we fall?!"

"You think I'd let you fall?"

"No, but I don't think you’d have complete control over it…"

"Okay, fair. Where are we going to do it then?"

You thought for a minute, then an idea popped into your head. "What if we go down to the beach…"

"It's midnight, y/n/n."

"Exactly, no one will be there…"

"I don't know…"

"Please?! I've never had sex on a beach before."

"It's gonna be sandy…"

"Fine, then I guess we won't have sex tonight…"

Matt groaned at your comment, "okay, fine." He stood up and reached a hand out for you to take.

"We'll bring a bunch of blankets, it will be fine." You said as you took his hand and followed him back inside.

You quietly gathered up some blankets while Matt grabbed some wine and cups and to bring.

"We're going to be drinking?" You whispered.

"You don't want to?"

"I just thought you wanted to have sex."

"We don't have to, I just thought it would be nice."

"No we can, it's just up on the roof you seemed pretty eager…" You teased.

"Well the moment has passed…come on, let's go."

You made the short walk down to the beach and set up all of the blankets before sitting down and pouring some wine. You had put on leggings and a sweatshirt, it was a little chilly despite it being July, but when Matt pulled you close to him it wasn't too bad.

You talked for a bit while you drank your wine. He was telling you stories about his teammates that had you laughing so hard you were afraid you were going to pee your pants. Once you had finished the bottle, the kissing resumed and the sex had begun.

You hadn't even realized you fell asleep until you were waking up to the sounds of waves crashing and seagulls gawking. You opened your eyes and looked around you, the sun was just coming up so it was still pretty early, but regardless, you shouldn't have fallen asleep out here.

"Matt…" you shook him gently. "Matt, wake up."

"Mmm, what?" He asked sleepily, not even opening his eyes.

"Matt we fell asleep on the beach. We need to get back to the house before everyone wakes up."

"What time is it?"

"6:00."

"No one will be up until like 8, we have plenty of time, go back to sleep."

"But what if someone does?"

"Y/N, go to sleep. It'll be fine."

You sighed, but complied. He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into his chest and you were back asleep in a few minutes.

This time, it was Matt waking you up in a panic. "Don't be mad, but it's a little past 9…"

You shot right up and started gathering your things. "Are you kidding me, Matt? 'It'll be fine, y/n.' 'Go to back to sleep, y/n/n.'" You imitated in his voice.

"I'm sorry, I didn't think we’d sleep that long!"

"Well if we had just gone back up when I woke you up earlier we wouldn't have this problem. What are we going to say?!"

"I don't think it's as big of a deal as you're making it."

"Matt, we're walking in together with a bundle of blankets and an empty wine bottle looking like we just woke up."

"Well, we did just wake up…"

"Matthew!"

"We just say that we fell asleep on the beach!"

"Doing what?! Matt, everyone thinks we can't stand each other."

"We'll hide the bottle of wine outside, you go in and say you wanted to see the sunrise on the beach and I'll sneak in the back and go upstairs."

"Do you really think that will work?"

"I don't see why not, you'd do something weird like that."

You narrowed your eyes at him, "asshole."

He smirked and kissed you before leading the way back to the house.

When you walked through the door you were greeted by yours and Matt's parents along with your brother, Brady, and Taryn.

"There you are, sweetie! Where have you been?" Your mom asked you.

"Oh, I went down to the beach to see the sunrise."

Your brother, Brady, and Taryn all looked at each other but before you could go over and talk to them Keith spoke up.

"Well, we found one, now we need to find Matthew."

"I'm right here!" He said jogging into the kitchen from the stairs.

"Where have you been?" Chantal asked.

"I went for a run."

Your brother, Brady, and Taryn all looked at each other again and then looked at the both of you.

"We'll have breakfast ready in a few minutes. Why don't you kids set the table." Chantal said.

You went and put all of the blankets away and then helped everyone finish setting the table. Neither you or Matt said anything but you both could feel 3 sets of eyes staring at you.

"So, where were you actually, Matt?" Brady asked.

"What do you mean, I went for a run."

"Please, you never came to bed last night." Your brother replied.

"Neither did you, y/n…" Taryn added.

"You both were passed out when I went to bed last night, you just didn't hear me." Matt lied.

Brady scoffed but didn't say anything more.

"So then where were you, y/n/n?" Your brother asked.

"I, um, fell asleep in the hammock." You stammered out, never having been very good at lying.

"Why were you in the hammock?"

"I don't know, I just wasn't ready to go to bed yet."

"You both are so full of shit. We know you were together last night." Brady stated. Matt looked over at you but you kept your focus on putting the plates down.

"You both have been acting weird this week. Just say it." Your brother added.

"Say what?" Matt asked.

"Just say that you two are hooking up!" Taryn said. Everyone stopped and stared at Taryn, not really thinking she would ever say something like that. "What? I'm 15, not 5. I know what hooking up is."

"Well, we're not hooking up. Y/n slept in the hammock and I slept in my bed. You guys are crazy." Matt forced out, glaring at everyone in the room.

You were thankful he squashed the rumor but a part of you was a little upset that it was so easy for him to say that you weren't hooking up. But as soon as that feeling came over you, you forced it out because you didn't want to be catching any feelings.

Thankfully, your parents all came in the room with breakfast so the discussion was put to rest.

Just to be safe, you and Matt didn't do anything for the rest of the week. But he made sure to text you how much he wished you could. So much to the point where you had to remind him that it would be weird if anyone found out that you two were texting so much.

Once you were back in St. Louis things went back to normal. You were currently lying in bed with Matt in your pool house.

"I'm so glad to be back. It was torture not being able to touch you in the Cape."

"Jeez, Matt. That was 3 days. What are you going to do when you go back to Calgary?" As soon as you said it, you regretted it. You hadn't talked about the end of summer and you didn't really want to. If it really was just sex then there shouldn't need to be a conversation. But you just opened that door.

"I haven't really thought about it to be honest. Just trying to enjoy it while I can. So please, don't remind me."

You were surprised at his response. It was definitely Matt's weird way of saying he'll miss you without actually having to say it. But you were glad it didn't turn into a long conversation.

The rest of summer went quickly, you were getting ready to go back to Boston and Matt was getting ready to go back to Calgary. You spent the night before he left together, not really doing a lot of talking… ;). But neither of you wanted to talk. And you didn't. When you woke up the next day, you wished him luck in the season and he wished you a good semester and you said goodbye like it was another day.

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You had texted a little bit here and there throughout your time apart, but the first time you saw him was Christmas. He miraculously was able to go home for a few days and you saw him at your parents Christmas Eve party. He hadn't told you that he was going to be home, not that he had to or anything but you were surprised when you saw him walk in with the rest of his family.

He smirked at you when you made eye contact and sent you a quick wink. You blushed a bit before taking another sip of your drink and bringing your attention back to your friends.

It was a little bit before you found each other again. You had gone upstairs to use the bathroom and he had slipped behind you and was waiting outside the door.

"Jesus, Matt. You scared me."

"Sorry, babe." He said as he kissed you. "God, I've missed those lips."

"Matt, we need to be careful, someone could come up here."

"Should we move to your room then?"

You gave him a pointed look, "Matt, there are tons of people here…our families included."

"Didn't stop us before…"

"Yeah and we almost got caught."

"Fine, later?"

"Yeah, we can use the pool house after everyone has gone to bed."

"Good. I've missed you."

"You said that already."

"I said I've missed your lips…but I also miss you."

You smiled at him, "you're weird."

"I believe that would be you."

"Whatever, Matty," you said, patting his shoulder, "I'll see you later."

The rest of the night flew by and as soon as your parents had said goodnight you were texting Matt. You met him in the pool house 20 minutes later and you barely said hello before his lips crashed into yours and the fun began.

A few rounds later you were lying next to each other under the covers. You caught up on what you missed in each other's lives and you didn't realize how long you'd been talking until you looked at your phone and it was 4am.

"Holy shit, Matt. It's really late."

"Jesus," he murmured looking at his phone. "I have to be up in a few hours…" he groaned.

"You're not going to walk home now, are you?"

"No way, I want as much time with you as possible. But we should probably go to sleep."

He pulled you close and within a few minutes you both were out.

You learned from your past mistakes and you had set an alarm this time. Your phone started going off at 7:45 as Matt wanted to be back a little before 8. He groaned and mumbled for you to turn it off but you weren't going down that road again.

"Matt, you need to get going."

He sat up slowly and groaned. "I know…will I be seeing you later?"

"If you want…"

"I do. I'll text you later." You nodded as he headed out the door. "Wait…" he said, turning back around. "Merry Christmas." He gave you a kiss and walked out the door for real.

You smiled as you made your way back in the house. Thankfully, your family didn't have stuff to do too early today so everyone was still asleep. You creeped back into your room and went back to sleep for a bit.

Meanwhile, at Matthew's, he was met by his siblings at the door. He rolled his eyes at the sight of them standing there with their arms crossed and eyebrows raised.

"Oh, Jesus Christ," he mumbled, "move out of my way please."

"Not until you tell us where you were last night." Brady said.

"And don't even think about saying you were out for a run." Taryn added.

"It's none of your business, I'm 21 years old. Now get out of my way."

"Seems like someone didn't get much sleep last night…" Brady teased.

"Shut up, Brady." Matt said as he pushed past his siblings and went to his room.

You woke up surprised to see a few texts from Matt. You didn't expect to hear from him until much later.

Matt: Brady and Taryn are onto us again

Matt: I barely stepped into the house and they were on me about where I was

Matt: Maybe we shouldn't be so secretive?

Matt: Unless of course you're embarrassed of me ;)

You: Hmmm…I don't know if my reputation would uphold if people knew.

Matt: What about my reputation?

You: You're the one that suggested it…

Matt: We don't have to…

You: Calm down, I'm just messing with you. But everyone might go crazy when we tell them…are you ready for that?

Matt: Baby, I was born ready…are you?

You: I don't know…are we talking about our parents knowing???

Matt: Well, they don't need to know that we're fucking…but they'll know that we're hanging out more. I'm sure they'll figure it out.

You: Yeah I guess you're right. I just don't want people to have expectations once they know we can actually tolerate each other.

Matt: What kind of expectations?

You: I don't know…do you think our parents will want us to fall in love?

Matt: Our moms have always wanted that…

You: Exactly. Are they going to be disappointed when that doesn’t happen?

Matt: Who says it's not going to?

You: Matt…

Matt: We'll talk tonight, babe.

You sighed and flopped back onto your bed. What the hell does he mean, 'who says it's not going to?'

You heard some movement downstairs so you pulled yourself out of bed and went down there. Hopefully your day will be busy enough to take your mind off of things. You were greeted with the smell of fresh cinnamon rolls. A Christmas tradition that you really don't know what you would do without. Your brother had the same idea as you and walked into the kitchen just moments after you. He reached for one but your mom swatted his hand away.

"Not yet, we're going to eat at the table." She scolded. He whined in response but walked away.

After a delicious breakfast, you opened presents and then headed over to your grandparents. Your family was huge. You had so many cousins, a lot of being young so you had lots to do to keep your mind off of things with Matt.

Once you had eaten dinner, everyone opened gifts and you were roped into playing one of the games your little cousins had received. Before you knew it, everyone was getting ready to leave and you had a text from Matt.

Matt: Hey, text me when you're home. We're all done for the day.

You: Leaving my grandparents now. Meet in the park in 30?

Matt: Sounds good

Once you got home, you quickly changed into something more comfy and told your parents you were going for a walk. As you approached the little park in your neighborhood you saw Matt sitting on the bench. He stood up to greet you and then you both sat down.

"I guess we have some stuff to talk about, huh…" He started.

"What did you mean by 'who says it's not going to happen?' do you want it to happen?"

"I don't know y/n/n. I didn't mean to make things weird, I guess I just meant to say would it really be that bad if it did?"

"I mean, no, I guess not. But Matt, we barely spoke for the past few months. Which is fine, we have fun having sex when we're together, but that's all it is. If there was something more here I feel like we would have kept more in touch while we were apart."

"But we don't have to not talk…"

"Did you want to? Because I'm pretty sure you could have reached out to me too."

"No, I know. I'm not saying anyone is to blame, I'm just saying that in the future, we don't have to go radio silent when we're not in the same place. I really did miss you…no matter how much you annoy me…"

You smirked at his teasing, "I missed you too, Matty. But we still haven't solved the problem."

"I think the biggest thing is we're going to get shit for actually wanting to spend time together. And we don't have to say that we're fucking. I'm sure our friends and siblings will figure it out and maybe our parents too, but I'm sure they're just going to be happy we're getting along."

You sighed, "yeah, I guess you're right. I already get shit from my mom about how she wants us to get along because we 'would be sooo good together'."

"She says that, eh?"

"Listen to you, mister Canadian…"

"Oh shut up.…" He said with a smile and light nudge to your arm. "Do you think it's safe to take things back to the pool house???"

"I thought we were going to tell people we were friends now…"

"Oh, well yeah, is it going to be weird if we go into your room? Your parents aren't stupid…"

"Oh my god, Matt, well which is it?!"

Matt chuckled at your annoyance. "Relax, we can go and hang out for a bit then take things to the pool house."

"Okay, fine."

"Come on, let's go." He said standing up and grabbing your hands to pull you up.

You made the short walk back to your house and you were getting pretty nervous. Your parents obviously already knew Matt, and they liked Matt, and you were going to do your best to keep them from knowing of your actual relationship, but you were still nervous to show up with Matt.

You heard voices in the living room when you walked inside but there were definitely more than just your parents and brother. You and Matt both stopped when you saw his family in addition to yours.

"Well, two birds one stone I guess…" You shrugged as you walked into the living.

"Oh, Y/N, Matthew…what are you two doing?" Your mom asked.

"We, um, just got back from the park." You answered softly.

"The park? What were you doing there?" Chantal asked.

"We were just hanging out." Matt answered.

"Hanging out? Since when do you two 'hang out'?" Keith asked.

"We've called a truce. We're friends now." Matt defended.

"Oh, I'm so glad! We've been wondering when you two would quit bickering!" Your mom gushed.

"Well, come sit down! We're watching It's A Wonderful Life." Chantal said.

You and Matt sat down. There weren't two open seats next to each other so you sat next to your dad and he sat next to Brady. Your brother, Brady, and Taryn all had smug looks on their face, finally finding out that they were right all along.

After the movie was done, everyone sat in the living room drinking and talking. Matthew kept stealing glances your way but there was no way you two could sneak off. They would know exactly what you were doing. So you just avoided his gaze until his family decided to leave. After that of course, he snuck back out and met you at the pool house.

Thankfully, he didn't have to jet off super early in the morning, so this goodbye was a little more meaningful. You both promised each other you'd talk more, he wished you the best for your last semester of college and he was off.

~~~~~~~

You both had kept your promises, you talked once or twice a week. One of them being for some FaceTime sex…but it still counted.

It did feel so much better now that people knew that you two got along. It made your whole relationship feel less scandalous. Although you were still worried about the feelings part. After Christmas, you were having a much harder time stowing them away, even being over 2,000 miles away. You were finding yourself liking Matthew as a person more and more, but there was a part of you that still felt like you could never be with him.

Things really had started to change at your graduation. You hadn't seen your family before the ceremony, so when you spotted them in the crowd, you were surprised to see Matthew sitting with them. You started to panic a bit, having been caught off guard and not understanding why he was there. Sure, you had been talking more but you were still just friends with benefits. This certainly wasn't something Matthew Tkachuk would have done a few months ago, and now you were unsure about everything.

After the ceremony you found your family and gave them all hugs. And then you turned to Matthew.

"Matthew Tkachuk, what are you doing here?!" You asked, giving him a hug.

"I just thought I'd surprise you. I know how hard you worked this semester…"

"Thank you, Matty, it means a lot that you came." You whispered in his ear before letting go.

You went back to your apartment with your family and your roommate’s family to pop some champagne and celebrate before going out to dinner. You waited for a free moment to sneak Matt away to your room.

"Sooo, where are you staying this weekend?" You asked sneakily.

"Well, I'm rooming with your brother this weekend. We're gonna have so many babes over it's gonna be awesome." You pouted at him, knowing he was messing with you. "Do you want in? I've always wanted to be part of an orgy."

"Ew, Matt! Not with my brother you, pig!"

Matt laughed at your disgust and raised his arms in surrender. "I'm just kidding, relax. I will be here tonight."

"Okay, good. I'm excited for some celebratory head."

Matthew hummed at that comment, "oh you have no idea what you're in for tonight, princess."

"Ooo, princess?"

"Or should I say Y/N Y/L/N, RN, BSN…" You smiled at his use of your newly acquired title.

"That does sound pretty good…but not yet. I still have to pass my NCLEX."

"Oh please, you'll pass with no problem. Easy peasy."

You rolled your eyes, "yeah, we'll see. I really do appreciate you coming, Matthew. I really didn't expect it."

"Good, then my surprise was a success. I'm just glad to be here to celebrate with you."

You smiled and gave him a kiss, which he returned, but you pulled away after a few minutes needing to get back to everyone else.

You were starting to feel pretty buzzed from all of the champagne you were drinking so you forced yourself to stop knowing that you needed to make it to dinner. Which you did, and dinner was very nice. But your brother was feeding you drinks so by the end of dinner, you were pretty drunk. Your parents went back to the hotel, and your brother and Matt came back to your apartment to party some more.

Later on in the night, your brother was occupied talking to a few girls on the couch so you took that as your opportunity to go to bed with Matt. He kept his word from earlier and you had some of the best sex you'd ever had. That mixed with all of the alcohol you had drank had you falling asleep as soon as you guys laid down.

You woke up the next morning and immediately felt the effects of the alcohol you had consumed. You reluctantly moved to get up to grab some water and Advil but were met with some resistance.

"Please. This is the one morning we actually get to just lay here and cuddle. Don't leave me."

"Relax, I'll be right back. I need to pee and I need water and drugs."

"Ugh, fine." He said and let go of you so you could get up.

"Do you want anything?" You asked.

"I'll take some water, please."

You walked down the hallway and saw your brother passed out on the couch with some girl on top of him. You shook your head at the sight but kept going to the kitchen. By the time you walked back into your room, Matthew had fallen back asleep. You carefully climbed back in bed and as soon as you laid down his arms wrapped around you and tugged you to his side. You fell back asleep for a little bit but woke up to Matt getting up this time.

"Please. This is the one morning we get to cuddle…" You imitated him.

He made a face at you and chugged some water. "relax, I need to pee, I'll be right back." he imitated right back.

True to his word, he came right back but this time you didn't go back to sleep.

"How ya feeling this morning?" He asked you.

"Not great…"

Matt chuckled at the grimace on your face. "Well, I'm sure breakfast will cure that."

"Mmm, yeah I can't wait actually."

You sat in silence for a few moments before Matt spoke back up.

"So, don't kill me for asking you this question but, what are your plans now?"

"Well, I'm not really sure…I'm going back to St. Louis, studying for the NCLEX and then I guess I'll go from there…"

"So I get you for the summer…?"

"Yes, Matthew…"

"Good. I think this is going to be a fun summer."

"Why?"

"Well, we’re not in hiding anymore so we don't have to sneak around."

"That's true. I am really glad we don't have to do that anymore."

"Although the Cape might still be tricky…"

You laughed at the memory of last summer. "Yeah, but at least it won't be weird for everyone to see us hanging out."

"What time are we doing brunch again?"

"11 I think…what time is it now?"

Matt checked his phone, "it's 9:30."

You sighed, "okay, we have a little time. Jamie is passed out on the couch with some girl…did my parents know that he was staying here?"

Matt laughed at your brother's state, "I think he told them that we might crash here, so I'm sure they assumed we wouldn't be back."

"Yeah you're probably right. Do you guys need to go back to the hotel before brunch?"

"Yeah, all of our stuff is there. I'll get up in a few minutes and we can wake him up."

"Sounds good." You said and you cuddled up next to him.

By the end of the weekend you had all of your stuff packed up and you were headed back to St. Louis. There was no goodbye with Matthew this time because when you were packing up your apartment you figured out that there was no way you could fit it all, so your parents rented a car and you, your brother, and Matthew drove it back to Missouri.

Matthew was right when he said that this summer would be really fun. It was a blast. Although you were studying hard for your NCLEX, you and all of your friends were celebrating all of your graduations…all summer. You were going hard for your last summer before you all got "real jobs".

You still had to sneak around when you went to the Cape for the 4th of July, but it was a little easier now that your siblings knew so it was easier to sneak around at night. You were also much more relaxed, having just taken the NCLEX the week before, which Matthew was glad about because you had become pretty grumpy from all of the studying you were doing.

The month of July went by pretty fast, which you were glad for because you were getting anxious for your results. You had begun to look for some jobs, but you were still unsure about what you wanted to do. Part of you wanted to stay St. Louis, but another part of you wanted to move away to a new place. Your parents encouraged you to do whatever you wanted, though of course they would prefer for you to stick around. A few of your friends were moving to New York City and wanted to go with them. A few of your friends from BU were moving to Denver and wanted you to go with them. But what you didn't expect was for Matt to ask you to go to Calgary.

"What?!" You choked on the water you had been drinking.

"I mean, you don't have any plans so why not?"

"Why not? Wouldn't that be a little weird?"

"What do you mean? We've known each other forever, you could easily get a job there, I'll be there…"

"Yeah but, it's not like we're dating, won't people talk?"

"What does that matter? You can have your own room. You're thinking about moving with other friends of yours so how is it different?"

"Well, I'm not having sex with them for starters…"

"Another great bonus of moving in with me-sex all the time."

You gave him a pointed look, "I don't know, Matty…it's just a lot. What about all of your other girls? I'm not gonna sit around in my room on nights you want to be with other women."

"Why would I want to be with other women when I have you?"

"We're not dating, Matthew."

"I know, but I wouldn’t need to sleep with other girls while you're living with me."

"That sounds like it could get complicated."

"How?"

"We'd be friends with benefits but just with each other…"

"So?"

"Sooo, that never ends well!"

"How is it different from what we're doing now?"

"We're not living together!"

"We basically do during the summer. I haven't been sleeping with anyone else but you…"

"Well neither have I but--"

"Look, you don't have to come to Calgary if you don't want to. I just thought it would be fun. I'm sorry for bringing it up."

"It's not that I don't want to, I'm just nervous…"

"About what? Y/n/n, nothing needs to change about our relationship. It'll be like an endless summer."

"That's what they all say…before things go south."

"Why would they go south?"

"What if you meet someone you fall in love with? Or what if I do?"

"We'll deal with that when it happens. We're young, we can do whatever we want, so why not just try this out? If things aren't working you can move. We've hated each other most of our lives, so what's the worst that could happen?" He asked with a smirk.

You rolled your eyes playfully and sighed. "Alright…"

"Alright?"

"Alright, I'll come to Calgary."

Matt beamed at your decision and gave you a kiss. "It's gonna be good, y/n/n. I promise."

A few days later you were chilling on the couch watching TV when your brother came into the room and had his hands behind his back.

"Guess what caaaame?!"

"Oh my god, give me!!!" You demanded, knowing exactly what it was. You ripped it open and screamed when you saw that you passed. "Oh my god, oh my god, I passed!!!!"

Your brother gave you a hug and congratulated you before you started texting all of your friends.

You had sent Matt a text and a few minutes later you received a call from him.

"Hey!"

"Congrats, babe!! I knew you could do it!"

"Thanks, Matty!"

"What are you doing tonight?"

"I don't know, I don't have any plans."

"Let me take you to dinner, to celebrate."

"Dinner?"

Matt chuckled, "yes, dinner."

"Just the two of us?"

"I mean, we can invite other people if you want, but I thought it would be nice for it to be just the two of us…"

"No, yeah. That sounds like fun."

"Alright, I'll pick you up around 7."

"Okay, bye Matty."

You hung up and sank back on the couch. You hated that you were constantly overthinking everything with Matthew. Sure, you had been to dinner with your family and friends, but you had never been out with just Matt. First, he asks you to move to Calgary, now he wants to take you to dinner? You've been trying so hard to not catch feelings but he's making it very difficult. But maybe this is also a good thing. Things will definitely change when you get to Calgary whether he knows it or not, and you're bound to do more things just the two of you.

That didn't stop your nerves from settling in when you started getting ready. It's not like you barely knew each other and this was a first date, you didn't even know if he thought of this as a date or just two friends celebrating an accomplishment. That's how you were trying to see it as but you just couldn't help but wonder what he was thinking.

Thankfully, your worries washed away when you saw Matthew. He came to the door and for the first time, you found comfort in that cocky little smirk.

"You look good." He complimented.

"Thank you. You don't look so bad yourself."

"I aim to please…you ready?"

"Yeah, let's go."

You had just adjusted the radio and sat back and looked over at him.

"So, where are we going?"

"That is for me to know, and you to find out."

You rolled your eyes, "I really don't like surprises."

"Sucks for you, then, doesn't it?"

"You're an ass…"

"Relax, I think you'll like this place."

A few minutes later you pulled up to one of your favorite restaurants.

"How did you know?!"

"I have my ways…we do have the same friends you know…" he teased, squeezing your thigh.

"Ugh, I'm so excited, I haven't been here in forever!"

"Good, let's go in."

Dinner had been really nice. It felt normal. You weren't sure if it was date-like or just two friends having dinner but whatever it was you liked it. After dinner you went back to your house and talked with your parents for a bit. They had bought some champagne to celebrate. After that you and Matt finished the night in the pool house. You were going to miss nights in the pool house. At first, you hated it. It made you feel like you were in high school again, but it quickly became yours and Matt's "spot".

~~~~~~

The move to Calgary had gone very well. And despite your reservations, things had been going really well. As much as you hated to admit it, Matt had been right and it really did feel like an endless summer. You had been getting along really well, things weren't weird, it was actually kind of nice when he would leave for a road trip because it gave you some space. You had been worried about making friends, but you were friends with a few of the WAGs and once you started a job at the hospital you had made some friends through there.

The only thing was your feelings for Matt were becoming stronger and stronger. He was FaceTiming you almost every day he was gone. He would send flowers when he was on a longer road trip. He'd have dinner waiting for you when you had a particularly rough day at work. You knew that you were the only girl he was sleeping with in Calgary…at least you hoped that was the case. But you were unsure about what he was doing on road trips. Athletes are notorious for having girls in every city and you couldn't help but feel a little jealous. But you also didn't want to bring it up because you didn't want to cause any unnecessary tension.

You decided to put some feelers out, and you asked Brittany, Sean’s girlfriend when you were out to dinner one night.

"So, how crazy am I to think that Matt isn't sleeping with other girls when they're on the road?"

"Not that crazy, babe. Sean said he hasn't been hooking up with anyone since you moved here…"

"Wait, what?"

"Yeah, the whole team is convinced you guys are dating and just not telling anyone. No one believes you guys when you say you're just friends."

"Oh.…"

"I tried telling him you really are just friends, but no one buys it…have you slept with anyone else?"

"No, it just feels weird. Even though we're not together, I live with him, and I'm here because of him…"

"Well, I think he feels the same way. Do you want to be more than friends?"

"I don't know…I mean I like where we're at. I've been feeling more insecure about him going on the road lately, I don't really want him to sleep with other people but I don't know if I'm ready for a relationship with him."

"Why not?"

"This is going to sound really immature…but we hated each other for so long, I never saw myself liking Matt, let alone loving him…"

"Do you? Love him?"

"I don't know, maybe not yet, but I'm definitely falling…"

"I think you should just let it happen. You guys are really good for each other. I know I haven't known you for that long, but I've seen a big change in Matt since you moved here. Everyone has. He seems happier, more focused, more mature… Don't force things if you're not feeling it, but I think you are. And he is too."

You took Brittany's advice. You didn't just come out and talk to Matt about your feelings but you stopped suppressing them and you were just letting whatever happened happen.

Things really started to pick up after Christmas. You had gone home to St. Louis, but Matthew hadn't been able to so you were apart for the holidays. Although it really wasn't much different than him leaving for a road trip, you were only gone for a week, it had a different feeling to it. When you got back, Matt was extra clingy and kept commenting on how he didn't want you to leave again.

"Matt, you leave all the time…"

"I know, I'm sorry. It's not fair of me to say that, but I can't help it. It was just weird not having you around. You're used to me leaving, but I'm not used to you leaving. I missed you."

"Well, I'll do my best to stick around. Can't have you upset…" you teased.

"Good." He said with a small pout and he gave you a kiss.

A week later, Matt had come from practice and you were in the kitchen making dinner. He was acting a little funny, and you got nervous when he sat at the island across from you and asked if you could talk.

"Um, yeah, is everything okay?"

"Yeah, I just think we've needed to have this conversation for a while."

You gave him a sideways look, "you're making me kind of nervous, Matt…"

"It's nothing bad. We can talk after we eat."

"Seriously."

"What?"

"You drop that bomb on me and then make me wait?!"

"Well, I want your full attention." He said walking around to stand next to you.

"Matthew…."

"Don't stress, babe." He said as he kissed your forehead and walked down the hall.

You shook your head, he is going to be the death of me.

You hurried to finish dinner because you were really curious what Matt wanted to talk about. It certainly didn't sound bad, but you didn't understand why he was being so weird about it.

Finally, you had finished up dinner and you and Matt were sitting at the table. You were looking at him expectantly but he was more occupied with taking a bite of the lasagna you made. You cleared your throat and he chuckled.

"Matt, this isn't funny. Please, just tell me what you want to talk about."

"Okay, I think we should talk about what we're doing."

"Okay…" you said slowly, now unsure of where this was going.

"Relax, y/n/n. It's not a bad thing. I really like you. A lot. Our relationship has grown so much in the past few years and I've never been more thankful for anything in my life. I love that you're here for me after a bad game, I love being able to celebrate with you after a good game… I just love coming home to you. I want us to be together. Not just friends, or friends with benefits or whatever the hell we're doing. I want you to be mine and I want to be yours."

"I want that too, Matty. I've wanted it for a while, I just didn't know how you felt and I didn't want to mess things up."

"Well, that's exactly why we're talking about it, babe. I'm really glad you feel the same way. I was nervous you wouldn't be able to get over your hatred of me." he said with a smirk.

"I do hate you…"

"No, you love me."

"I hate that I love you."

"But you love me…"

"Unfortunately, yes." You teased.

"I'll take it. Now let me enjoy this wonderful creation of yours."

You laughed at his description of your dinner, "okay, well don't get your hopes up."

He took a bite and moaned, "it's perfect. Just like you," and squeezed your cheeks.

"You're so weird…"

"Please, just let me have my moment."

You threw hands up in defense, "alright, sorry. You do you."

"I will be doing you later."

You rolled your eyes and shook your head but cracked a smile at his antics.

You both cleaned up after dinner and then cuddled on the couch to watch a movie. Your head rested on his shoulder and he was tracing patterns on your side with his fingers. You looked up at him and in turn he looked back at you.

"What?"

"Nothing, I'm just really happy."

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Masterlist

Auston Matthews

Dreams Do Come True: Part 1, Part 2 ***, Part 3 ***

Mackenzie Blackwood

Apologies

Brendan Lemieux

Do you still love me?

Alex Nylander

Unbelievable

Haydn Fleury

I told you not to fall in love with me

Brett Howden

Chicken

Jake Virtanen

Games ***

Tyson Jost

Partners for Life

Vince Dunn

Be Together?

*** = smut

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Be Together? Vince Dunn

Warnings: swearing, self-esteem/body image issues, but nothing too serious!

Word Count: 3.4k

You and Vince had been hooking up for a while now. If you were being honest, you had no idea why it was even happening. You weren’t his usual type, not the gorgeous Instagram models that he was seeing and although you didn’t talk about stuff like that with each other, it’s all you could think about.

You had met through Sammy, he was one of your oldest friends and so naturally, you had spent a lot of time with Vince too. It wasn’t long after you had met that you started hooking up, you both had made it clear that it would just be a friends with benefits type deal. Especially since his hot shot, superstar status was rising quickly. Surprisingly, you had made all these years without anything going awry.

You always had a soft spot for him, and naturally feelings developed. But you had always been able to just live with it because you liked what you had going, you didn’t want to complicate things, and you never thought that he would feel the same way. Especially when he had these gorgeous women at his beck and call.

You spent a lot of time trying to figure out why you were still having sex when he did have these women around. You chalked it up to convenience and maybe the fact that it was good? It was always really good for you, and you thought that it was good for him but you didn’t know how these other girls were in bed.

For the most part it was strictly friends with benefits. You didn’t do too much together that was “couple like,” but you were very good friends. Most of the time when you hung out it was with Sammy and some of the guys. You texted some, mostly just snap chatted when he was on the road and wanted to sext, but what got you the most was all of the pillow talk. Before, after...it didn’t really matter. He was so sweet with you, that’s when you talked about your families, friends, deep dark secrets, fears, just about anything. That’s how you became so close. For you, he was really the only one that ever stayed the night and through the next morning. You knew Vince’s M.O. wasn’t to have people stay but you were sure there were a few girls that did with him. When you first started hooking up you did it quite often. As time went on it was more sparse, mostly when neither of you had anyone to go home with, or if it was just convenient.

You were aware that you were really kind of his last resort most of the time. It was shitty but you just tried not to think about it that way because you liked hooking up with him and in some ways you did the same thing to him. Although you had canceled on a few guys once Vince reached out which you were sure he would never do for you.

Nights out could be tricky. If you had someone to go home with then you didn’t spend the night trying to suppress your jealous feelings when Vince was with another girl. But when he was going home with someone else and you didn’t have anyone, it was tough for you to watch. But you just had to grin and bear it because you were just friends.

Remarkably enough, for a long time no one really knew about you and Vince besides your friends and the team. You were thankful for that because you knew how much hate girls that hook up with players usually get. You had seen your fair share of bunny blogs and you wanted to keep your name out of them. However, that ended when someone spotted you two kissing outside of a club one night. Rumors started flying, hateful comments came rolling in, but of course Vince didn’t really pay any attention or even noticed what was happening. You knew it wasn’t his fault, and you weren’t mad at him, but you were definitely upset and unfortunately mostly taking it out on him.

You decided to just distance yourself a bit, not be the one to reach out first, avoid him at gatherings...you weren’t really sure why because you knew that wasn’t going to do anything, but it made you feel better, at least you thought it did. It got worse when you were at a game with Sammy’s girlfriend, Amy, and the girls in front of you were talking about you. You were sure they didn’t know you were there, but up until that point, you just had to read about how fat you were and you had no chance of competing with the girls after Vince, you didn’t have to hear it in person. You didn’t want them to win so you promised yourself you would stay at the game, but you’d opt out of going out with the team after. You tried to scoot out after the game but Amy pulled you down to the locker room so it was nearly impossible to get out of it. You tried your best but Sammy wouldn’t allow it.

So that’s how you ended up miserable in a booth, watching Vince dance with some tall, skinny, blonde, who also just happened to be one of the lovely girls who was talking about you. If you were going to make it through the night you were going to need lots of alcohol so you were pounding vodka sodas. You had just gone to get another one and were heading back to the booth when someone stopped in front of you and took it out of your hand.

“Don’t you think you’ve had enough?” You glared up when you saw that it was Vince and tried to grab it but he held it over your head.

“Give it back.” You said, not so smoothly as you stumbled a bit as you tried to reach for it.

“You’re wasted, y/n/n. You’re done.”

“No I’m not, I'm fine.”

“I’ve been watching you all night, you’ve had about 6 of these.”

You rolled your eyes, “Vince, not tonight please. Just give me the drink and go back to your little barbie doll.”

“Is that what this is about?”

“Is what about?”

“Why you’ve been ignoring me and why you’re completely obliterated tonight?”

“Wow, obliterated, that’s a big word.”

“What the fuck, y/n? Why are you acting like this?” He asked, dragging you to a quiet corner. You really didn’t want to get into it here, especially not while you were this drunk, and you really didn’t want to cry in the club so you tried to end the conversation.

“I’m sorry, I just wasn’t in the mood tonight but Sammy dragged me here anyway. I’m just gonna go.”

You tried to walk away but he grabbed your arm. “Not alone, you’re not.” “Let go of me.”

“No, you’re too drunk to be going home alone.”

“I’m going to Uber.”

“Not by yourself!”

“Yes, by myself. You can’t tell me what to do, Vince.” With that, you pulled your arm out of his grasp and stalked off. You didn’t check to see if he was following you because you were sure he was and you didn’t want to slow down any and have him catch up to you.

You made it outside of the club and down a block before you felt a hand on your shoulder. “Y/n,” he said softly, “will you please tell me what’s wrong?”

You turned around to face him, you contemplated what you were going to say next, and just as you were about to start, you saw the girl trailing behind him.

“Just forget it, you’re an ass.”

He made a move to try and stop you but you shut him down. “Don’t.” With tears streaming down your face you turned and walked away.

When you finally made it home, you had a bunch missed calls and texts. A few from Vince but mostly from Sammy and Amy. You were too tired to listen to the voicemails and read through all of the texts so you just sent a text to Sammy telling him that you were home and you would talk to him later. After that, you shut your phone off and cried yourself to sleep.

The next day you woke up with a pounding headache. You sighed as you remembered last night's events, not wanting to deal with it you turned over and buried your head in the pillow for a few more minutes.

Once you had accepted that you weren't going to fall back asleep you got up and went to make a cup of coffee. You sat down on the couch and went through all of the text and voicemails from the night before.

You looked through Sammy’s texts first.

Okay... are you okay? What happened? Vince said you seemed really upset.

I'm coming over tomorrow morning whether you like it or not.

You rolled your eyes but texted him back telling him that you'd be here and he could come anytime.

You went through Vince texts next.

What was that all about?

Will you please let me know when you're home?

I'm really worried about you, y/n/n.

Can we talk tomorrow?

You were going to wait to respond. You weren't quite ready to talk to him, maybe after Sammy comes you'll text him back.

Your stomach growled and right as you moved to get up and make something Sammy called you.

"Hey, Sammy." You greeted softly.

"How are you?"

"I'm okay."

"Can I come over in a few?"

"Yeah, I was just about to make something for breakfast."

"I was gonna stop at Henderson's, do you want me to bring you a sandwich?"

"That would be great."

"Alright, I'll see you in a little bit."

"Thanks, Sammy."

You sat back down on the couch and turned on the TV while you waited for Sammy to come over. Your phone dinged and you saw another text from Vince.

Please text me back, y/n/n. I want to talk to you.

You sighed as you contemplated what to do. It really wasn't super fair of you to be ignoring him, he didn't really do anything wrong. You finally decided to text him back.

Sammy is coming over, but maybe later?

You didn't have to wait long for a response.

Alright, just let me know. Are you okay?

That's a pretty loaded question, Vince. But yeah, I'm fine. I'll see you later.

As soon as you put your phone down Sammy walked through the door. You stood up to help him with the bags he had in his arms and you walked into the kitchen. As soon as he set everything down he pulled you in for a hug. Once he let you go you both went and sat on the couch and started talking about what happened.

You told him what he already knew, that you had feelings for Vince and that you had been able to handle them but once people got wind of the two of you people had been so nasty towards you. You told him about the girl at the game and how she ended up being the one with him last night.

"I just don't know what to do anymore, Sammy. I really like hanging out with Vince but I just can't do this anymore, I can't keep doing this to myself. I know that he cares about me and I know that it's a little more than just a hookup, but I'm never going to be enough for him, and I can't keep putting myself through this kind of stuff. It's not fair to either of us."

"I'm sorry, y/n/n. I hate that you feel this way."

"It's okay, I knew what I was getting into, I've let it go on for 4 years so…”

“I think that you should talk to Vince before you make any decisions.”

“Why?”

“I don’t know, I mean, you haven’t actually told him about these feelings, and I think it would be worthwhile for you two to have this conversation. You don’t know what he’s feeling or what he’ll say.”

“Well, he’s coming over later I guess.”

“Good. I think you should tell him exactly what you just told me.”

“I know, I just…I don’t want to hear what I know he’s going to say.”

“What do you mean?”

“There’s a part of me that really hopes if I tell him this stuff that he’ll feel the same, but I know deep down that he doesn’t and I just know that I’m going to be crushed. That’s why I want the end to be on my terms.”

“I get that, y/n/n, I really do. But I think you should talk to him.”

“Do you know something that I don’t?”

“No, I just think you’ll regret it if you don’t.”

You sighed and sat back against the couch, “I know...you’re right.”

Sammy patted your thigh, “it’ll be alright. And if things don’t go your way, then it will give you the chance to start moving on.”

You put your head on his shoulder and he pulled you in close. You sat like that for a little bit before focusing back on your food and talking about other things.

He hung out for a few more hours and then left so you could have Vince over. You texted him a little bit after Sammy left and he replied right away saying he’d be over in a few.

You started to get nervous. You were honestly kind of embarrassed about your outburst last night and you didn’t want to have to face him. But you weren’t left too much time to dwell as you heard a knock on the door. You reluctantly got up and went to the door, just now realizing that you still had on the sweats you slept in last night. He had seen you like this countless times, but you felt more vulnerable right now so you contemplated changing quickly.

“Just a minute!!” You called through the door and you ran to your room to throw on some leggings and a sweater.

You composed yourself and then opened the door. A small smile met your sheepish grin and you moved to the side so he could step around you. He walked over to the couch and sat down. You followed behind him but didn’t sit down quite yet.

“Do you want anything to eat or drink?” You offered softly.

“Water?”

You nodded and went to grab two glasses of water before sitting down next to him.

He took a sip and then put it down on the coffee table and looked over at you. “So? What’s going on with you?”

You sighed, trying to find the right words, after a few moments you just went for it. “I can’t do this anymore…”

“What do you mean? Sleep together?”

“Yeah…”

“Why not?”

You sighed again, “I just, when we first started hooking up we said it would just be friends with benefits and I tried really hard for that, but I’ve developed feelings for you. Feelings that I’ve tried really hard to get rid of, and it worked for a while, but lately it’s been harder to do. I’m not sure if you even know this, but people found out about us, people have been talking, and they’re not good things. They’re awful actually. I’ve never been so insulted in my life, and it was starting to really get to me. And last night...that girl that you were with, I heard her talking about me at the game. She said some really hurtful things and it just really hurt to see you with her last night. I know you probably didn’t know that she said those things, but it was still really hard to see. It’s hard to see you going home with anyone that’s not me. It’s okay if you don’t feel the same way, I know you probably don’t. And if so, I'm just going to need a break from you for a little bit. I really value our friendship and I really hope that we can still salvage that part of our relationship but I can’t keep doing this to myself.” You tried to gauge his reaction but his face was unreadable. He sighed and sat back against the couch as he ran his hands over his face and through his hair. He didn’t say anything for a few moments, he just sat there looking in front of him. “Can you say something? Please?” You asked, getting very nervous.

“Yeah, sorry, I’m just, I had no idea that people knew and were saying things to you...I feel awful, y/n/n. I know how mean people can be...god, I’m so sorry. I, um, was really trying to protect you from this. I thought that by keeping our relationship the way that it was would prevent this from happening…” he paused and ran his hands through his hair again and then turned to face you. He took your hands in his and looked into your eyes. “Y/N, you are so important to me, I hope you know that. I know that I probably haven’t done the best job of showing you that, but you really are. I have feelings for you too, I don’t know how I couldn’t. You’re perfect. You’re smart, funny, kind, beautiful...you keep me honest and you check me when I need to be. I’m so mad at myself because I thought I was doing the right thing, I thought that in order to shield you from all of the hate we had to just stay friends. I know that was unfair of me to do, it was selfish. I want you to know that I don’t care what other people think. It’s just, you’re so sweet, it honestly breaks my heart to think about the things that people are saying about you. You don’t deserve it. They don’t know you, babe. They don’t have the right to say those things about you. I definitely don’t want to lose you because of it. Please let me know how I can fix this...I can’t lose you.”

You had started crying at this point, Vince was wiping away your tears as you thought about what to say next. “It’s not your fault, Vince. I think that no matter how much you tried to protect me from it, it was inevitable. It comes with the territory, believe me, I know. I’ve been dealing with this kind of thing my whole life, it was just so much more of it, and I just got in my head about it, and I was starting to believe what they were saying...unfortunately you can’t stop them from saying these things. But can we just forget about them? And be together?”

“I would love nothing more. The whole world is going to know how perfect you are and how beautiful you are to me, I’ll reply to every nasty comment if I have to.”

You smiled at his eagerness, “okay, you don’t have to go that far, but I appreciate your willingness.”

“Anything for you, y/n/n…” he said, kissing you softly, “and I meant every word that I said. You make me a better person, and I don’t want a life without you in it.”

“I don’t want a life without you either, Vince...god, as much as I hate to admit it, Sammy was so right.”

Vince quirked an eyebrow, “what do you mean?” “He convinced me to tell you how I felt. I wasn’t going to...I was convinced you would never feel the same way that I do and I didn’t want to be let down.”

He chuckled at your admission. “He’s never going to let us live it down. He’s going to be taking credit for this for the rest of our lives…”

You smiled and sighed, “I guess there are worse things.”

Vince put his arm around you and pulled you close to him. You cuddled into his side and spent the rest of the afternoon snuggling and watching TV.

You knew that people were still going to have things to say about you and your relationship with Vince but you knew that you could through it with him by your side.

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Partners for Life~ Tyson Jost

Warnings: swearing, some playful touching....

Word Count: 11k

All you wanted to do was change into comfy sweats, pour a heavy glass of wine, and forget about the awful week you had at work. But of course, there had to be something else to make this day even worse. When you were about 5 minutes away from your apartment it started down pouring. You cursed to yourself and picked up the pace.

Once you were in the comfort of your building, you let out a sigh of relief and made the trek up to your apartment. When you stepped out of the elevator you were met with a smiling face, one that normally would melt all of your worries away, but today, it only helped a little. You forced a smile back when his smile turned into a concerned frown.

"What happened to you?" He asked, stopping in front of you.

"I got caught in the rain on the way back from work."

He nodded and grabbed the bags out of your hands so you could unlock your door.

"Thanks, Tyson." You said with a small smile, hoping he would leave you be now. Normally you would welcome his company, but you really wanted that glass of wine and quiet night in by yourself. But it wasn't looking like that was the case when he strolled over to your fridge making himself at home. But that didn't stop you from wandering down the hall and taking a warm shower. Maybe then he would get the hint?

Nope. When you walked back out to the living room he was cozied up on the couch. A little bit of your annoyance dissipated when you saw the two wine glasses on the coffee table in front of him. So you grabbed one and plopped back into the couch.

"Rough week?" He asked, grabbing the other glass.

"You have no idea."

"I'm sorry, you wanna talk about it?"

"Not really.…" you sighed, "no game tonight?"

"Nah, we're leaving for a road trip tomorrow."

"Ohh nice, where to?"

"We're going to Florida."

"Ugh, I'm so jealous. I would love some nice weather right now."

Tyson chuckled, "yeah it might do you some good. You're looking a little pasty."

You rolled your eyes and pushed him playfully. "I meant mentally, but thank you for that."

"I know, I'm just messing…" he said patting your thigh "…are you sure you're okay?"

You sighed, "yeah, I just had an awful week at work, and my family has been harping on me a lot lately and I'm just over it all."

"I'm sorry, Y/n/N, what's going on at work?"

"My coworkers are just the worst. We had a huge project due this week and it seemed like I was the only one doing anything. And of course they got all of the credit. But it's fine, things should be better next week."

"What about your family?"

"Where do I even start…lately it's just been about me not having a boyfriend. I just don’t understand the fascination with my love life. My cousin is getting married soon and they really want me to bring someone…but like who cares? I'm 23, I don't see the urgency. But I also don't want to get shit for it the whole weekend. I don't know, whatever, it'll be fine, I'm just annoyed right now."

"When is the wedding?"

"A few weeks from now…why?"

"Is it the All Star break?"

"Ummmm…." you said while checking the dates "yes…why?!"

"I could be your date if you wanted…"

"No, Tyson, I can't ask you to do that."

"You're not asking, I'm offering."

"I don't know, Tys…"

"Come on, you'll have good company, you won't have to hear about how single you are…"

"Wait, you want to go as my boyfriend?"

"Well I don't think going as your friend would help…"

"You'd really do that?"

"Yes! I want to."

"Alright.…I don't know if it'll work, I'm not sure my family will even believe me."

"Oh, we can make it believable."

You eyed Tyson suspiciously but then gave in. "Okay…alright. I owe you big time."

"Let's just see how the weekend goes…" Tyson said with a smirk.

The rest of the night was spent watching New Girl. Tyson kept refilling your glass and you ended up pretty tipsy. Before Tyson left he helped you into bed and locked up your apartment on the way out.

~~~~~

The next morning, you woke up with a headache, cursing yourself for getting wine drunk. You loved being wine drunk in the moment but hated the hangover. You also cursed yourself at the thought of the little plan you and Tyson had come up with the night before. It's not that you weren't excited to spend an entire weekend with Tyson, it's just that you were pretty nervous about the whole thing. You had grown very close in your time as neighbors, but it was always just as friends. You'd be lying if you said you didn't have a crush on Tyson, but you always kept it to yourself because you didn't want to ruin their friendship, not to mention you didn't think you were his type. You were also nervous about your family buying their 'relationship'. Not only had you been telling your family that you were still single, but they would never believe that you were dating one of the Colorado Avalanche.

You tried to push it from your mind and focus on getting rid of the hangover. You made your way to the kitchen and guzzled down a glass of water accompanied by a few Tylenol and then rummaged through the fridge to make something to eat.

You posted up on the couch after you ate and watched movies all day. You were able to be a bit more productive on Sunday and cleaned your apartment and went grocery shopping for the week.

~~~~~

You didn't see Tyson until Wednesday night. He had texted you earlier in the day asking if you wanted to get take out. When you got home from work, Tyson was already in your apartment with the take out.

"I could kiss you right now, I'm starving." You said as you dropped your bags on the floor and sat down at the table."

Tyson smirked, "it might be good practice…"

"Oh my god, I actually kind of forgot about that…we should talk about our game plan."

"Yes, I like to excel so I need everything there is to know about your family so I'm fully prepared."

You rolled your eyes, "of course you do…well, I mean how long have we been dating for? I've been telling my family I'm single, but I'm sure I could come up with some excuse why I haven't told them."

"Yeah, it might be kind of weird to take your boyfriend of two weeks to a family wedding…"

"Okay, so how long do you think?"

"6 months?"

"Is that too long?"

Tyson shrugged, "I don't know, I think that's fine."

"Alright, and I think we should stick to saying we met through being neighbors."

"Good idea, less room for slip ups…what are you going to use as an excuse for not telling them?"

"I guess maybe that I wanted to feel things out and also because you're kinda famous?"

"Kinda?! I'm hurt."

You giggled at Tyson's dramatics. "Okay, sorry, you're famous. Fully famous."

"Much better…so let's start with the family lessons. I know you have 3 brothers, Charlie, Ben, and Jack. Your parents are Kate and Steve… but I think that's all I got."

"I'm impressed! Yes, Ben is the oldest, he's a lawyer, he's married to Hailey who is a nurse. Charlie is next, he's a teacher, he's engaged to Casey, who is also a teacher. Then there is Jack, he's in his second year of med school and his girlfriend is Carly, she's a physical therapist. Then my parents, Kate and Steve. My dad is a lawyer, Ben works at his firm. And my mom is a nurse. Do you want me to write this stuff down?"

"No way, I'll get it. Just keep going."

"Alright...the cousin that is getting married is on my dad's side. His name is Tom, his fiancé's name is Lauren. Tom does something with finance, I'm not exactly sure what, and Lauren is a social worker. Tom has one sister, Maddie, she's an aspiring actress…" Tyson stifled a laugh at your face when you said her occupation. "My grandparents are Dave and Shelly, they're both retired, but my grandfather was a lawyer, it’s his firm that my dad and Ben work for. And I think I can just introduce you to everyone else as we go…"

"Alright, got it."

"Do you?" You questioned, not believing him.

"Okay, fine, not yet. But I will."

~~~~~

The next few weeks went by faster than you had wanted. As the wedding grew nearer you became more and more nervous. You had let everyone know that you would be bringing your boyfriend, and of course, the questions rolled in. You told them what you had practiced with Tyson, you weren't sure where things were going to go and didn't want to get their hopes up, and because he's a professional athlete you wanted to make sure everything was sound in their relationship before you went public. Although your mom was upset that you didn’t confide in her earlier, they were happy that you had found a boyfriend. It definitely made you feel guilty for lying, but you were able to get over it.

A few days before you were leaving, you went to Tyson's game. You weren't able to go all of the time, but you had a blast when you did. You had become friends with a few of the WAGs and of course a bunch of the guys.

They were all going out after the game to celebrate the beginning of the All Star break and Tyson had invited you to go so you went down to the locker rooms after the game to wait for him.

"Y/N!" You turned at the familiar voice and smiled and gave Andre a hug.

"Hey, Burky, good game!"

"Thanks, are you coming out with us?"

"I am!!"

"Good, Tys is more fun when you're around." He said, winking. You laughed a bit before a few of the others guys joined and talked about the plans for this evening.

A few minutes later, Tyson came up behind you and wrapped his arm around you.

"Hey, Tys!" You greeted him happily.

"Hey, babe." You rolled your eyes at his choice of words. "What?! I'm just trying to get into character." He defended, which made the guys laugh. They all knew about the arrangement and most of them were hoping this weekend would be the push you needed to actually date.

"You ready?" Tyson asked. You nodded and bid farewells until later.

Tyson drove you back to you building and you split ways to get ready.

"How long do you need?" He asked.

"I'll be ready in like 20??"

"Alright, I'll come over in a half hour." He said chuckling at himself, which caused you to roll your eyes but nod your head and go inside.

An hour later you were making your way through the crowd at the club to find everyone else. Tyson had gone to get them drinks while you sat down next to EJ and Landy. Landy was grilling you about the weekend, him being the number one supporter of you guys actually dating. Luckily he let up a bit on you when Tyson came back and started in on him.

You kept downing drinks as the night went on and ended up being very drunk. Tyson had to help you through the club and he pretty much carried you to your apartment. He was nervous to leave you alone, so he ran over to his apartment to change and came back to stay with you for the night.

~~~~~

The next morning, you groaned as you peeled your eyes open. You were slightly confused about the arm draped over you because you didn't remember talking to any guys at the club. You relaxed when you looked over and saw that it was Tyson.

"Good morning, sleeping beauty." He said with a smirk.

"Morning….what are you doing here?"

"You were pretty loaded…I was nervous you might throw up in your sleep so I stayed with you."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to get so drunk…"

"I know, it's all good. You just will really be kicking yourself in the car today!"

"Ugh, don't remind me." You said and rolled back over.

"10 more minutes! Then you need to get up and get ready." Tyson reminded.

"Okay, mom." You muffled into the pillow as you fell back asleep.

An hour later you had the car packed up and were on the way. Thankfully, Tyson offered to drive, knowing your current state and just the fact you didn't love driving anyway. You played the music, luckily you had similar taste, so you jammed out for most of the 4 hour drive. You also quizzed him on your family, and just as he claimed, he remembered it all.

Tyson noticed that you had grown quiet in the last half hour. He reached over and grabbed your hand.

"Hey," he started softly, "it's going to be fine."

"I know, I'm just nervous. Even though they're happy I have a boyfriend, they can be so critical and rude. I'm going to apologize in advance for anything that they say."

"I think I can handle them…I'm used to criticism."

"I know…I just, even though we aren't actually dating, you are one of my best friends and I don't want them to scare you off."

"Don't worry about that…I'm not going anywhere." He said and gave your hand a gentle squeeze before pulling it away. You smiled at him and started to realize that this might not have been the best idea for your sake. You had been able to keep your feelings at bay, but this weekend might change that. You push those thoughts out of your mind as Tyson pulls the car into your driveway. You panicked a bit when you saw all of the cars in the driveway. It had been your understanding that Jack was going to be the only of your brothers home tonight and everyone else would be over tomorrow. Tyson noticed your panic and grabbed your hand again.

"What's wrong?"

"My mom told me Jack and Carly were going to be here tonight, not everyone else…"

"Well that's okay, we'll get it over with."

"I know, I just wasn't prepared for this. I'm sorry, I'll stop freaking out."

Tyson chuckled, "don't apologize. But don't worry either, okay? We got this." He reassured you and kissed your forehead. You blushed at the act, you guys had cuddled before and obviously shared the same bed, but this felt different, and it just made you even more nervous.

You both got out and grabbed your bags before approaching the door. You didn't even have time to put your bag down when it burst open.

"Y/N!!! I've missed you so much!" Your mom exclaimed while giving you a tight hug.

"Hi, mom, I missed you too." Once she let go, she turned to Tyson and you introduced the two. "Mom, this is Tyson, Tys, this is mom, Kate."

"Oh, it's so nice to meet you!!!" Your mom exclaimed again, pulling Tyson in for a hug.

"It's nice to meet you too, Mrs. Y/L/N. I've heard so much about you."

"Oh, please, call me Kate." She said as she let go. "Well, come in! Everyone's dying to meet you!"

You glanced at Tyson and he winked in return. You followed your mom inside and you put your bags down and went into the living room where everyone was sitting. Tyson put his arm on the small of your back and you leaned into him as you walked into the room.

Your brothers all shot up and surrounded you in a hug, separating you and Tyson. You rolled your eyes but laughed and welcomed their embrace. Once they finally let you go, your dad stepped up and gave you a hug and kissed your cheek. "Hey, baby girl. It's nice to see you."

"It's good to see you too, dad, I've missed you." He gave you one more quick squeeze and let you go so you could introduce Tyson to everyone.

"Well, everyone, this is Tyson…" At this point your brother's partners had joined them. "…Tyson, this is my dad, Steve, Ben and Hailey, Charlie and Casey, and Jack and Carly."

Tyson shook all of their hands as you went down the line.

"It's nice to meet you all." Tyson said with a smile.

"It's nice to meet you too, we're glad she's finally bringing someone home to us!" Your dad joked, causing you to roll your eyes.

"Okay, well, we're gonna bring our stuff upstairs. See you in a few." You said grabbing Tyson's hand and dragging him back into the hallway.

"No funny business!" Your brother Charlie called, laughing at himself. You heard Casey scold him and smiled to yourself.

You led Tyson to your old room, telling him you'll give him a tour once you put your bags down.

"That wasn't so bad…" He said as you plopped down on the bed.

"Yet…it's been 5 minutes."

Tyson chuckled and cupped your face with hands, "hey, what did I tell you? Stop worrying."

"I know, I know. I just can't help it."

"Come on, let's go. I'm ready for the grand tour." He said taking your hands and pulling you up. You sighed, but obliged and led him out of the room.

"….and this is the kitchen!" You said as you finished the tour. Your mom smiled at the two of you as you entered the room.

"Your home is very beautiful, Kate." Tyson said to your mom.

"Oh, you're too sweet…do you mind helping me finish up dinner, Y/n/N?"

"Sure. Tys do you want to help?" You asked, not really wanting to throw him to the wolves with your brothers in the next room.

"Yeah, I'll help. What do you need us to do?" He asked sweetly.

"Can you two finish putting the salad together? All of the stuff is on the counter over there."

You nodded and went to the sink to wash your hands and then you and Tyson started cutting up vegetables. You actually were having a lot of fun, Tyson was trying out some of his new jokes on your mom, which she loved. The whole scene felt very domestic, and of course you couldn't help but think about your feelings for him. You were brought back to reality when Tyson gave you a questioning look and mouthed "are you okay?" You forced a smile back and nodded and went back to cutting vegetables.

Once the three of you finished up, your mom called everyone into the dining room for dinner. Everyone took their seats and dug right in.

"This is delicious, mom." Jack complimented with his mouth full. Everyone chuckled and agreed, your mom blushing from the compliments.

"Well, I had good helpers." She said acknowledging you and Tyson. You both smiled and went back to eating.

You were starting to get nervous because your brothers hadn't really said much to Tyson. They had always been very overprotective and tried to scare off the guys you brought around and even though Tyson wasn't actually your boyfriend you were really nervous for what they might say. You knew better than to think that maybe they grew out of that stage, so it just made you more and more anxious for when it was going to come.

You caught Jack's gaze and he gave you a devilish grin. You gave him a warning look but he just shook his head. This was it. It was coming and there was nothing you could do to stop it. You looked at Tyson and he gave you a small smile and squeezed your thigh under the table.

"So, Tyson…" Charlie started "…hockey, huh?"

You shot a glare at your brother but he just smiled sweetly.

"Uh, yeah, I've played ever since I was young."

"How reliable is it to play professionally?" Ben asked this time.

"Ben…" Your mom scolded.

"It's okay, that's a fair question." Tyson defended. "I would say it's pretty secure, as long as I'm playing well and staying healthy."

"What happens if you get injured?" Jack asked.

"Well, if it's minor I'll get treatment until it's healed and then start playing again."

"And if it's not?"

"Well, I guess, I'd be done playing hockey."

"Okay, that's enough." You said glaring at all of your brothers.

"We just want to make sure you're in good hands, Y/n/N." Jack said sweetly.

"I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself with my own salary, so Tyson's job security shouldn't be of concern." That shut them up for a little, but you knew they weren't done. Not with this dinner and certainly not for the rest of the weekend. Tyson squeezed your thigh again, that definitely being his way of telling you not to get too worked up.

Thankfully, your mom changed the subject to talk about plans for the weekend, but that didn't hold for very long.

"So, Tyson…" Jack started this time "…it must be pretty demanding being a professional athlete, do you even see Y/N that much?" You shot him another glare but he just kept smiling.

"Yeah, it can be, we live across the hall from each other so I pretty much see her whenever I'm home."

"Why does it matter to you how often we see each other?" You asked.

"We're just looking out for you, Y/n/N." Charlie defended.

"Well stop, you're just being rude."

"Alright, let's not fight at the table…" Your mom stated, trying to keep the peace. "Hailey, how are things at the hospital?"

You were thankful she changed the subject again, but you still weren't convinced it would put a total end to the grilling.

And you were right, a few minutes later, Jack spoke up again.

"Tyson, you must have a lot of girls after you, being a professional athlete and all."

You didn't even give Tyson the chance to defend himself before you lost it.

"Are you kidding me right now, Jack?! I cannot believe you would even ask that! Can you not be a dick for like one fucking weekend?!" And you stormed off up the stairs.

Tyson excused himself and followed after you. You sat on the bed, too mad to even cry, which you were thankful for. It was embarrassing enough that Tyson just had to sit through and witness what just happened.

"I'm so sorry, Tys." You apologized as he sat down next to you.

"No need to apologize, Y/n/N. It's not your fault your brother is a dick." You cracked a smile at his comment.

"I just didn't think he'd be like that. They've always been super overprotective, but that was just too much."

"It's really okay. Honestly, I can't say that I wouldn't have asked something similar to my sister's boyfriend. I get it. You're their baby sister, they just want what's best for you. I can take their crap, alright?"

"You're too good." You said with a huff, which made Tyson chuckle.

"Only for you, babe." He said and kissed your forehead. You both settled back on the bed and he tucked you into his side.

A little while later there was a knock on your door. You sat up a little bit and told them to come in. It was your mom.

"Hi, sweetie. How are you doing?"

"I'm fine, I just wish Jack wasn't such an asshole."

"I know, I'm sorry, and I'm sorry Tyson that he was acting that way."

"It's okay, I understand, I have a younger sister."

"Well, I think he feels bad he upset you like that…"

"Good." You stated, causing your mom and Tyson to chuckle.

"Alright, well I just wanted to make sure you were okay. Goodnight, you two."

"Goodnight, mom."

"Goodnight, Kate."

"I, um, don't usually freak out like that so, I'm sure it really made them feel bad…" You stated.

"Yeah, now I know to never piss you off."

You laughed at Tyson and cuddled back into his side. "That kind of freak out is reserved for my brothers. You probably won't ever be on the receiving end."

"Good to know." He said chuckling back. "You wanna watch New Girl?"

"Sure, I'm gonna go get changed first."

The rest of the night was spent watching Netflix, cuddled up in your bed. No apology from Jack but you didn't really expect one. He'll probably half ass one in the morning, and you'll forgive him, you always do.

~~~~~~

You were right. When you went downstairs for breakfast, it was just Jack in the kitchen. He looked over at you and held his arms out, signifying a hug. You looked at him and raised your eyebrows, awaiting those magic words.

"Come on, are you really going to make me say it?"

"Yes! You were so awful last night. You really owe an apology to Tyson…"

"Fine, I'm sorry, Y/n/N. I took it too far."

"Yes, you did. But I forgive you…as long as you cool it for the rest of the weekend!"

"I will, I promise."

"Thank you." You beamed and gave him a hug.

"Aww, how sweet!" Charlie cooed as he interrupted you and Jack.

"Hey, I think you and Ben also owe her an apology."

"No way, we didn't take it as far as you did." Charlie defended just as Ben walked in.

"Yeah, I agree, we were pretty mild." Ben agreed.

"Would it really be that bad to apologize to me?" You asked, fully knowing the answer.

"Yes." Ben and Charlie answered at the same time.

You rolled your eyes but went about your business.

"Where is lover boy anyway?" Charlie asked.

You shrugged, "still sleeping."

"Not out for an early morning run?" Jack teased, you rolled your eyes again.

"Stop!! You said you'd cool it!"

"Relax, I'm just teasing."

You rolled your eyes as you sat down at the table and your brothers joined around you.

"But seriously, Y/n/N. Are you happy?"

"Yes, Ben, I'm very happy. He's really good to me."

"Okay good, then we're happy. But as soon as he does something to hurt you…he's done for."

"I know, I know. Although…he is a professional athlete, are you sure you could take him?" You teased.

"Please, it's no contest." Charlie defended which made you laugh.

Just as he was about to throw a grape at you, Tyson walked in the kitchen.

"Good morning, Tys!" You called from the table. He came over and sat next to you and greeted your brothers. "Are you hungry? I can make you some eggs, or we have cereal, I could make pancakes?"

"How come you didn't offer to make any of us that stuff??" Jack whined. You just rolled your eyes and looked back at Tyson.

"I'll have some eggs, but I can help you." He said and the two of you got up and started cooking.

Everyone else ended up joining you in the kitchen so you ended up making breakfast for everyone else too, but you didn't mind. It was fun to hang out with everybody and you were glad that your brothers were done with third degree.

After breakfast you and Tyson went back upstairs to showered for the day. You wanted to show him around your hometown and have a chill day because the next two days were going to be filled with wedding stuff.

When you walked back into your room after your shower, Tyson was lying on the bed looking at his phone. You were just in a towel and while you and Tyson were pretty comfortable with each other, you expected him to go take his shower so you could change. He looked up at you and smirked when he saw your attire.

"You gonna give me a show?"

"Tyson!" You cried. "We're at my parents…and it's 10 in the morning."

"So you're saying you would though?"

"Seriously, that's what you took from that?"

Tyson smirked at you and moved to get off the bed. You watched him as he rummaged through his things and then started to move past you to go to the bathroom. Just as you thought you were safe, he slapped your ass and hurried out of the room. You gasped, though it wasn't very hard, you were not expecting that. You wanted to mad but you couldn't help but smile. If he wanted to play it like that this weekend, you were gonna give it right back.

You decided to only get half-dressed to start…you put on a sexy bra and super cheeky underwear. Once satisfied with your look, you laid down on the bed and waited for Tyson to come back. You didn’t have to wait long, a few minutes later you heard him opening the door.

"Hey, do you know if there is anymore-- whoa." You smirked at the thought of Tyson's face, you couldn't see because you were lying on your stomach so your ass was showing. What you didn't bargain for was for him to be so composed and not let it get to him. So just as you were about to turn around to see what he was doing, you felt a much harder slap to your ass.

"Ow, Tyson! What the hell!"

"Hey, you put your ass out here like that…I can't help it." He smirked and plopped down next to you.

"You're the worst." You grinned as you got up to finish getting dressed.

"You ready?" You asked a little while later after both of you had gotten dressed.

"Yes ma'am, let's get to it. Lots of history to see."

"History? I would hardly call this town historical."

"Yeah, your history." He said with a sweet smile. Your heart melted and you were really starting to wonder if you would make it through this weekend.

You started off by showing him the spot where everyone went to party, you didn't stay long because it was pretty cold, but he thought it was funny that a random spot in the woods was where you used to get drunk. "Hey, you do what you gotta do in a small town." You defended before moving on. You then took him by the high school, you couldn't really spend much time there either because kids were in school. Next you brought him 'downtown'. You walked around going into different little shops and boutiques. Then you brought him to your favorite place to eat for lunch.

The two of you talked a lot about high school and how different it was for both of you. You had never really talked much about your past during your friendship so it was nice to get to know each other a little better.

"So, tell me all about high school Y/N." He said once the two of you had ordered your food.

You sighed, "what do you want to know?"

"I don't know…were you popular? A jock? A nerd?"

"I mean…I guess I was popular…I played sports, I wouldn't identify as a nerd but I did do well in school…"

"Wait you played sports?"

"Yeah, soccer, hockey, and lacrosse."

"I'm sorry, what? You played hockey?? How come you never told me?"

"I don't know…I guess it never came up."

"We talk about hockey all the time…"

"Yeah, you playing hockey…professional hockey…not high school girls hockey. Besides, I really wasn't very good soo..."

"So what?! I can't believe you didn't tell me…I'm taking you skating as soon as we get back to Denver so you can show me your moves."

You shook your head, "nope. No way."

"Why not?!"

"Because I'm really not very good, and that's why I've never mentioned it because I knew that you would make me go skating with you."

"Oh come on, I seriously doubt you're that bad."

"Compared to you, yeah, I am."

Tyson rolled his eyes. "You are so ridiculous…so what else did you do in high school?"

"Well, I was in chorus…and don't ask me to sing for you because I will not be doing that."

"Come on, you're no fun." Tyson whined.

You laughed at him and shook your head, "yeah I guess I left all of it here."

"Anything else that I don't know about you that you want to share with me?? Crazy ex boyfriends?? Girlfriends??"

"I guess I should probably tell you…I do have an ex who will be going to the wedding…we dated for a few years but he was kinda shitty.."

"Shitty?"

You sighed, not really wanting to get into it but you knew that you should give him an explanation because you really didn't know what would happen this weekend. "It was a pretty unhealthy relationship…of course I didn't really know that at the time. It wasn't until I went off to college that I started realizing that something was wrong. I tried to end things while I was away but he wouldn't really let it happen so I tried again when I went back home for break and he, like, freaked out…and um, hit me, so I called my friend to come get me… I was able to get out of the relationship with some help but nothing ever really happened to him because I guess he was having drinking issues…"

"Wait, he hit you…and your family is still bringing him around?"

"Yeah...my uncle is really good friends with his dad so…"

"I'm so sorry, Y/n/N…are you gonna be okay this weekend?"

"It's okay.…it's been a few years now. I haven't really seen him much, I usually avoid the gatherings he goes to. I'm not really sure what will happen this weekend…"

"Well I won't leave your side the whole time. I'll protect you."

"Thanks, Tys. I'm actually so thankful you came with me this weekend."

"Of course. You do so much for me all the time…it's the least I could do."

Even though he meant that in the best way possible, and despite all of the flirty comments and advances, it just reinforced that he really was just here as your friend.

You spent the rest of lunch talking about random stuff. Tyson took his phone out and started taking a picture of you.

"Stop! What are you doing?" You said covering your face.

"Put your hands down!! This is great lighting. Smile, look cute."

You relented and let him take your picture. "You better not put that anywhere."

Tyson smirked, "too late."

"Tyson! I’m gonna kill you." You checked your phone and sure enough he tagged you in his Instagram story.

"It's fine, you look really pretty!"

"Okay, but you have so many followers! They're going to think we're dating."

"We are...aren't we?"

You rolled your eyes and focused back on your food.

"I can take it down if you really want me to, but that might look extra sus."

"No, it's fine. I just will kill you if you do it again."

There wasn't really much else to show him so after you finished you headed back to your parent's house.

Your parents were the only ones home so you greeted them and headed up to your room. Tyson went to the bathroom so you took the opportunity to change into some comfy clothes and put on Netflix. You didn't acknowledge him when he walked back into your room but he had the same idea you did, he stripped down and put on some sweats before lying next to you in bed. Normally you would snuggle up next to him but you decided you needed to start distancing yourself a bit otherwise you were going to end up getting hurt.

You ended up falling asleep and woke up an hour later and woke up with your head on Tyson's shoulder. Figures, you knew that would happen. You turned your head and noticed that he was asleep too and he had wrapped his arm around your waist. You sighed as you grabbed your phone from your nightstand and settled back into bed, not wanting to wake him up.

You opened Instagram and were met with hundreds of notifications. Luckily, you were private, but you had a ton of follower requests. Thanks, Tyson. You scrolled through them, most of them being random girls, a few cute guys that you took the chance and let them follow you. There were a few people with the little blue check mark, mostly other guys in the NHL, but one in particular caught your eye. Mat Barzal. You knew that Tyson was friends with him, and you'd be lying if you denied thinking he was attractive. You had always had a little crush on him, so you accepted his request and kept scrolling through. A few minutes later, you received a DM from Mat. Your heart started racing as you went to open it.

Tyson didn't tell me his neighbor friend was so cute ;)

Okay, now you were freaking out, you did not expect that. Obviously Tyson had told him that he was going to a wedding with you. But it was also more proof that Tyson thought of you as just a friend. I mean, he would have told Mat that he liked you, right? You were interrupted from your thoughts by Tyson shifting next to you.

"Who's that?" He asked groggily.

"Um, no one." You said quickly exiting out of Instagram.

"Obviously not." He said grabbing your phone from your hand and getting out of bed.

"Tyson! Give me my phone back."

"I just want to see who's DMing you." You tried grabbing it from his hands but he held you back with one arm. "Mat?" He asked, growing serious.

"You're the one who posted the story…I'm getting lots of requests from guys in the NHL."

"But Mat?"

"You're acting as if I have any control over this."

"You know he's my friend right?"

"Tyson, he messaged me, I don't know what you want me to do."

"Are you gonna respond?"

"I don't know, I don't really know what to say back to that."

"Do you want to?"

"Well I don't want to be rude, but if it's going to bother you I guess I won't."

"No, I'm sorry, you can respond. I guess it just caught me off guard." He said giving you your phone and leaving the room.

You huffed and sat down on the bed. You were so confused. Why would Tyson react like that if he just liked you as a friend? This weekend was really messing with your head and you were kind of regretting bringing him with you. You had already accepted that you should get over your feelings for him, but now you were worried that it was going to mess with your friendship.

You contemplated what to say back to Mat. You didn't want to upset Tyson but you also didn't want to leave him on read, it might be kind of awkward if you guys ever met in person.

Tyson came back a few minutes later and seemed to be in a little bit of a better mood.

"Did you respond?" He asked, sitting down next to you.

"Not yet, I don't know what to say…any ideas?"

"You wanna mess with him a bit?" He asked with a smirk.

"I don't know, Tys, I don't know him."

"But I do…he'll think it's funny."

You sighed and handed him your phone, "fine."

Tyson took it happily and started typing away.

"What are you saying?" You asked, trying to look over his shoulder. He moved the phone so you could see it.

You know Tyson?

You looked at Tyson quizzically, "where are you going with this?"

"I'm gonna make it seem like you don't know who he is."

"Tys, that's just mean."

"Relax, it'll be fine."

You only had to wait a few minutes before he replied again.

Wait, Tys hasn't mentioned me?

Tyson started laughing when he read it and you just rolled your eyes, wishing you had never agreed to this.

No…sorry :( Tyson cackled as he sent back,

"It’s not as funny as you think it is, you know."

"Oh, it's hilarious."

Damn, well then I guess I'm gonna have to get you to fall for me all by myself

You laughed as you watched Tyson react to the response.

"Guess that didn't work as well as you thought it would." You teased, grabbing your phone.

"Wait, let me say one more thing!!"

"No, you've done enough. I'm telling him it was a joke."

"You are absolutely no fun." Tyson whined.

You shrugged, "sorry!"

Hey, I’m so sorry, Tyson saw that you DM'd me and thought that it would be funny to mess with you…

I know who you are haha

Of course he did…what a relief though, you are very pretty I would love to meet you sometime :)

I'm sure we could make that happen…as long as Tyson doesn't get in the way.

"What are you saying?" Tyson asked when he saw you grinning at your phone like a teenager.

"Why must you know everything?"

"Because you're both my friends…"

"Fine." You said and showed him what you said. "Looks like you have to introduce us."

Tyson rolled his eyes, "we'll see."

You chose to just ignore him because you didn't want to argue anymore.

"We should probably go socialize…" You said sighing and getting up.

Tyson let out a sigh too and rummaged through his things to find a shirt to put on. Once he put one on the two of you headed downstairs.

Your mom, Casey, and Carly were in the kitchen getting started on dinner. You asked if they needed help but they said no so you went into the living room where your dad, Jack, and Charlie were all watching TV. You took the open loveseat and Tyson put his arm around you and you cuddled into his side. Although things were a little weird between the two of you, you had to keep appearances up. There wasn't much talking going on, although you were glad that your brothers were being pleasant with Tyson.

Tyson was focused on the TV while you were scrolling through Twitter. You hadn't even noticed that Tyson was now looking at your phone with you until he squeezed your shoulder and laughed at the tweet you just liked. You relaxed a little bit more in his arms, glad that things were becoming more comfortable again.

Dinner was much better than it was the night before. Everyone was laughing and making jokes, no one was grilling Tyson…

You helped your mom clean up while everyone else went into the living room to set up for a game of charades.

"So, how are you?" Your mom asked.

"Um, I'm good…why?"

"What? I can't ask how you are?"

"Well, you can, it just seemed a little out of the blue."

"I haven't really had any time alone with you…"

"I know, I'm sorry. I just worry about leaving Tyson alone with them…"

"How come you never told me about him?"

"I told you mom, I didn't know if things were serious or not, and we wanted to keep it kind of private, hockey fans can be crazy."

"I know, but I'm your mother. I want you to feel like you can tell me things like that."

"I do mom, I really do. I'm sorry, I should have told you earlier."

"Things are good with you two?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Things seemed a little tense tonight…"

"We just had a little disagreement earlier, but it's all good."

"Okay...he seems like a really great guy, Y/n/N, and the way he looks at you…it reminds me of how my father looked at my mother…he's really in love with you sweetie. I hope this works out for you two."

You smiled sweetly at your mom and gave her a hug, even though that was the last thing you wanted to hear right now. At this point, you had stopped getting your hopes at little signs because they never ended up meaning anything.

Once you were finished cleaning up, you and your mom joined everyone else in the living room. You sat down next to Tyson and he put his arm around and kissed the side of your head. You were not looking forward to this game, your family was very competitive, and although you knew Tyson was too, it could get out of hand pretty quickly.

You were split into two teams, thankfully you were with Tyson, Charlie, Casey, and your dad. Jack and Ben are the worst to have on your team because they are the most competitive and they get super pissed when you're not performing well. Your dad and Charlie were also really good at charades so you'd probably win.

It actually ended up being a lot of fun. Thankfully, Jack and Ben didn't get too worked up and of course everyone was drinking so everyone was laughing and having a good time. Your parents called it quits when Ben and Hailey left to go back to their house. The rest of you stayed up and talked for a while before everyone slowly tucked in for the night.

When you and Tyson finally laid down you were exhausted.

"Well tonight went much better than last…" Tyson said, pulling you closer to him.

"Yes...thankfully. I was a little nervous, Jack and Ben can be a little crazy when it comes to games."

Tyson chuckled, "you're one to talk…"

You scoffed, "hey! I am not that competitive."

"Um, I have a monopoly board that would say differently."

"Oh my god, okay, I was really drunk…I don't usually get like that."

"Whatever you say…"

You shook your head and reached over to turn the lamp off.

"Do we have to be up early tomorrow?" Tyson asked.

"No, I don't think so. I think we have to be at the church by 3."

"Perfect, I want to sleep in, I'm exhausted."

"I know, me too."

"Are you gonna sleep in?" He asked, wrapping his arm around your waist.

"I'm gonna try…why?"

"It was hard to keep sleeping once you got up…"

"You want me to stay in bed until you get up?"

"Pretty please?" He asked, sticking his lip out.

You shook your head and chuckled, "yes, I can do that, but not if it's super late!!"

"Okay, deal. Night, Y/n/N."

"Goodnight, Tys."

The next morning you were kicking yourself for the deal you made. You were so tangled up in Tyson it was going to be impossible to even move. You tried to carefully grab your phone so you could see what time it was. 9 am. You relaxed and began checking all of your social media. You were careful to avoid your DMs, you didn't want him to wake up and see anything that would upset him. Although you still wanted to know why he actually cared so much about Mat messaging you.

A little while the arm around your waist tightened and Tyson's head poked up.

"So much better when you're in bed with me." He said groggily. "…just wish we were naked."

"Tyson!" You said shooting up to a sitting position. You looked over at his smug little face. "You are such an asshole."

"You love me." He shrugged, putting an arm around you.

You rolled your eyes, "you disgust me."

You laid there quietly for a few minutes before Tyson spoke up again, "you ready for today?"

"Pretty sure that should be a question for the bride…"

“`Yes but the whole reason I’m here this weekend is to help you get through it.” “Okay, yeah...I’m sure it’ll be fine. Seeing you with me should shut everyone up.”

A smug grin appeared on Tyson’s face, “I can’t argue with you there…”

You shook your head and laughed before growing serious again. “I just am a little nervous about seeing Jake...I don’t know if he’s still drinking and I’m worried he’s going to cause a scene.”

“Well if he does than fuck that. It won’t be your fault either so don’t feel bad if he does.” “I know, it’s just, everyone has always pitied him and let things slide because he’s an alcoholic. I just don’t think my family will see it as his fault...they’ll blame it on me for bringing some new guy around even though that’s all they talk about. I just can’t win with them.”

“Okay, well let’s not get too ahead of ourselves here. Hopefully everything will be fine and we won’t have to worry about it. If it does, we’ll deal with it then, okay? Just try and relax and have fun. Weddings are supposed to be fun.”

“I know...thanks, Tys. I know I keep saying this but I really do appreciate you being here with me.”

“And I will keep telling you that it’s no big deal, sweets.” You smiled as he kissed your forehead. You were quiet for a few moments before he spoke up again. “So...have you heard from Mat at all?”

“Not since last night…” You said softly while Tyson just nodded. “Why?” Tyson shrugged, “just wondering.” You gave him a pointed look. “What? I am!”

“How come you seemed so upset about it last night?” “I didn’t mean to seem upset, I just, I don’t know, it caught me off guard. But I know you think he’s attractive so go for it I guess.” He said enthusiastically.

“Okay, well I don’t care what you say, it clearly bothers you in some way, so I’m not going to talk to him.”

Tyson rolled his eyes but didn’t argue so you figured that meant there was some truth in your statement.

You laid in bed for about another hour talking about random stuff before you got up to shower and start getting ready.

“Alright,” you started as you untangle yourself from Tyson, “I’m gonna get in the shower.” “Wanna save some water and shower together?” He asked with a cheeky grin, grabbing your wrist to keep you in place.

“Absolutely not.” You said as you shrugged his hand off of yours and walked out of the room.

Tyson looked up when you walked back into your room. He opened his mouth but you cut him off before he could even say anything.

“Whatever you’re about to say, the answer is no. Go get in the shower.”

Tyson pouted, but did as he was told, not before grabbing your ass on the way out with a little giggle. You rolled your eyes and went about getting ready.

You couldn’t help but glance over at Tyson as he strolled back through the door a few minutes later. The towel he had wrapped around his waist was starting to fall off of his hips and you had a clear picture of his V line. You hadn’t really noticed that you were staring until you heard Tyson start talking to you.

“Like what you see?”

You blushed and rolled your eyes turning back towards the mirror to finish your makeup.

Once you were finally done with your makeup, Tyson had stepped out of the room so you took the opportunity to put your dress on. You slipped it on and tried your best to zip it up but you couldn’t quite reach. When you heard the door open again you turned to ask Tyson for help.

“Hey Tys can you help me-” You stopped when you saw him staring at you. “Is everything okay? Is there something wrong with my dress?” You asked, starting to panic a bit.

“No, no, not at all. I, um, you just look really beautiful.”

You visibly relaxed and smiled at him. “Thanks, Tys. Could you help me zip up though?” He nodded and stepped towards you and turned back around so he could help you. You could feel Tyson’s breath on the back of your neck. Once he zipped you up you turned around slowly, Tyson not moving a muscle. You looked up at him, his face just inches from yours. He cupped your chin in his hand and he brought your face to his and kissed you softly. You closed your eyes and welcomed his lips on yours.

Tyson pulled away after a few moments and turned away. “Shit, I’m sorry, I…” He trailed off and sat on the bed.

You grew sad at his reaction. Although he initiated the kiss it seems like he also regrets it.

“It’s okay...I, um, I’m gonna go downstairs.” You said and quickly left the room. You ducked into the bathroom and leaned against the counter willing yourself not to cry so you wouldn’t ruin your makeup. You took a few deep breaths to compose yourself and you made your way to the door. Just as you were about to turn the knob there was a knock.

“Y/n/N? Can I come in?” It was Tyson. The tears that you just suppressed were quickly coming back. You opened the door and retreated back to the counter.

“Jesus, are you crying?” You covered your face with your hands because the tears were now rolling. “Please don’t cry Y/N. I didn’t mean to upset you, jesus…” he trailed off as he placed his hands on your shoulders. “Please stop crying...I don’t know why I did that…” “It’s fine, Tys, you got caught up in the moment, it’s fine.” “What? No, not the kiss...the kiss was amazing...I totally meant to do that. I don’t know why I pulled away like that. I guess I just thought maybe that’s not what you wanted and I thought I messed everything up. I guess I did that anyway…” You didn’t say anything and you didn’t move for a few moments. “Will you look at me please?” He asked, softly guiding your chin up to look at him. “I’m sorry, Y/n/N. Please don’t be upset.” “You’re wrong you know…” He gave you a puzzled look but you just kept going. “I’ve wanted you to kiss me so badly...for so long. I just thought maybe you regretted it and that’s why you pulled away…”

“Not at all, babe...not at all.” He said, moving in, grabbing the sides of your face and kissing you tenderly.

This time when he pulled away his hands stayed where they were and he wiped away the remaining tears with his thumbs. “God you are so gorgeous.”

You couldn’t help but laugh a little, “Tyson, I’m crying and my makeup is everywhere.”

“That’s what makes you so beautiful.”

You shook your head and smiled at him, taking his hands in yours and bringing them to your sides.

��Come on, let’s go get you fixed up.” He said, leading you back to your room.

It didn’t take you too long to fix your makeup, and before you knew it you heard your mom yell up the stairs telling you guys to hurry up. You grabbed your shoes and sat on the bed next to Tyson to put them on. You started to open the door to leave and Tyson took your hand to stop you.

“Tys, we need to go what ar-” He stopped you with another kiss that you melted into.

“I know, I’m sorry, I just can’t get enough of your lips right now…”

You chuckled and rolled your eyes, “if we go now you can explore all of my lips later…”

Tyson’s eyes widened and he hurried both of you downstairs where the rest of your family was waiting.

~~~~~~

It was a beautiful day, although still pretty cold, the sun was shining and the snow was shimmering. The church looked gorgeous, they had decorated it with tons and tons of flowers, it looked like a garden and it was beautiful.

You held onto Tyson's arm as you followed the rest of your family to sit down. You got there on the earlier side, so there weren't too many people there yet. You found yourself looking back at the doors quite often, waiting for Jake to arrive. Tyson noticed, because you really weren't being very discrete about it, so he took your hand in his and squeezed it gently. You looked at him and smiled. You were so happy and relieved that you two finally shared how you felt and that you could finally be together. You wanted to believe that nothing would ruin such a beautiful day, but if anyone could, it would be Jake.

You were successfully distracted from the door by your brother's ridiculous argument over which of your cousins was going to get the most shitfaced. By the end of it you had placed $20 on who you thought I'd be.

When the ceremony was about to start, you looked to your left and your breath hitched. You grabbed Tyson's hand and looked at you before following your gaze across the room to where Jake was. He looked back and gave you a reassuring smile and kissed the side of your head. Thankfully, the music started to play and your focus was on the wedding party walking in.

The ceremony was beautiful, their vows were adorable, and all of the speakers and passages were very fitting. It wasn't too long either, which was also nice, you couldn't sit still for very long so you liked when things were quick.

Because of all of the people leaving the church, you avoided an encounter with Jake which you were glad about but you knew it was going to happen so the dread just set in. You were able to keep pretty busy throughout the night. Introducing Tyson to everyone and catching up with family you hadn't seen in a while. Tyson stayed by your side pretty much the whole night which was super comforting. You were nervous for him to leave you because you had caught Jake staring at you a few times, and you knew as soon as you were alone he was going to come up to you.

It didn't happen for a little while longer, which you didn't know if it was better or worse because you now had multiple vodka sodas in you. You had been sitting at the table with Tyson, taking a break from the dance floor, when your dad and uncles had come up to you and asked to steal Tyson. You tried to object but your uncles were insistent on spending a little time with him. You rolled your eyes and sat back, trying to push the anxious thoughts away. But that wasn't happening when you saw him approaching you. You tried to stand up but he grabbed your arm before you could take a step.

"Y/N, please. Just let me talk to you."

You sighed and sat down, making a point to shrug your arm out of his grip.

"So, who's the guy?"

"Tyson, my boyfriend." He scoffed at your reply. "What?" You asked.

"Nothing, I'm just surprised is all."

"Why?"

"Word on the street is, he's a professional athlete."

"So?"

"So, it's probably not going to last long. I wouldn’t say that you’re really his type."

"You don't know anything about me, Jake. We haven't talked in years. And I would really like to keep it that way, so please, leave me alone."

"Oh, come on, Y/n/N. Don't be like that. I wasn't that bad, you blew things way out of proportion."

"Did I? Because I'm pretty sure if your dad wasn't as good of friends with my uncle that you would have been in jail, not rehab. You're lucky you got off as well as you did. Me? I didn't get off that easy. You really fucked me up. I couldn't get near a guy for a year because of you. You were abusive. You were an asshole. And I wish that I hadn't wasted so many years of my life with you." You weren't really sure where you got the nerve to say all that, because as soon as it came out of your mouth you were scared of how he was going to react. He opened his mouth, but before he could get a word out, you heard a voice behind you.

"I believe the lady has spoken, you can go now."

To your surprise, he walked right away. It was probably Tyson towering over him that scared him off.

"Well, I was feeling badly that I left you out in the open but it appears my girlfriend is a total badass and was fine on her own…" He commented, wrapping his arms around you and placing his chin on top of your head.

"Yeah, well I'm surprised too. I have no idea why I thought that would be a good idea. I'm not sure what would have happened if you hadn't come over."

"Well, hopefully we never have to find out…are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm good. It felt good to get that out."

"Good, fuck that guy."

"Yeah, fuck that guy." You said agreeing with him as you let go. "I need another drink…a stiff one."

"Anything for you, my love."

The rest of the night was pretty uneventful, however you downed a few more drinks and were very drunk. Tyson helped you to the car and then up to your room once you got home.

You stripped out of your dress and pounced on Tyson.

"Whoa, easy there killer." He said catching you and placing you gently on the bed.

You kissed for a few minutes before he climbed off of you. "Alright, bedtime."

"What?! Tyson…" you whined. "I've been waiting so long for this."

“Oh have you?!” He asked, quirking his eyebrows.

“Yes, now pleeeeeease.” She whined.

“You’re too drunk, and besides it’s a little weird with your parents down the hall.”

"Ugh, fiiiine." You pouted, taking your bra off and getting comfy in the bed.

"Can you put a shirt on?"

"Oh my god, Tyson, what is wrong with you?"

"I don't know if I can control myself laying with you naked all night. Just please." He said, throwing you one of his shirts.

You sighed and put his shirt over your head. He climbed into bed next to you and wrapped his arms around you.

"I'm so glad you came with me this weekend, Tys."

"Me too, I don't think I could have lasted much longer just as your neighbor."

"Yeah, it was starting to really get to me…"

"What do you mean?"

"I just was thinking that I was going to have to distance myself because I couldn't suppress my feelings anymore…"

"Well, then I'm definitely glad we had this weekend, I would have been really sad if you did that."

"I don't know if I could live with myself if I made you sad…not to mention I'd have Landy on my ass."

"He's been texting me all weekend."

"Really? Why?"

"Updates on if we're together or not."

"Did you tell him?"

"Nah, I want to mess with him a bit."

You chuckled and rolled your eyes, "what are you gonna do?"

"I'm just going to tell him that we had an awful weekend, we got into a huge fight and we're not even friends anymore."

"You're awful."

"But when I finally tell him that we are together now, he'll be so happy he won't even care."

"Okay, just leave me out of it!"

"Oh you're in it now. We're partners for life."

"For life?"

"I hope so."

"Me too." You said with a small smile. You turned so you were now facing him. "Goodnight, Tys." You said softly, giving him a kiss before snuggling into his chest.

"Goodnight, Y/n/N."

~~~~~~~

The next day you had a big brunch with your family before everyone went their separate ways again. Now that you and Tyson were actually together you were so much more relaxed. Despite the hangovers, everyone was laughing and joking around. You were actually a little sad that you were leaving. But, you were excited to get out of your parent's house and spend some alone time with Tyson.

After what seemed like a never ending goodbye, you and Tyson were finally on the road back to Denver. The car ride was much more pleasurable. Again, you were more relaxed, the weekend was behind you, and you frankly couldn't wait to get back.

When you pulled into the garage, you grabbed all of your bags and headed upstairs. You parted ways so you could put your bags down. A few minutes later, Tyson strolled through your front door. You were grabbing a glass of water in the kitchen, so you got one for him too and then you went back to your room so you could unpack and start some laundry.

"Do you want to bring your laundry over here?" You asked him as you gathered your dirty clothes.

"It's alright, I can do it later."

"I don't mind, Tys. I'm doing it anyway."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, go get it."

Tyson gave you a quick kiss on the cheek and walked off to go get his laundry.

Once you had a load going the two of you went and sat on the couch. You started off just talking but then ended up making out a bit. Tyson was now lying on top of you and things were starting to get heated when his phone rang. "Shit," he muttered as he rummaged around trying to find it on the couch. "It's Landy, I have to answer, I told him to call me."

You rolled your eyes but sat up next to him as he settled back.

"Hey, man." He greeted solemnly. You mouthed for him to put it on speaker.

"Hey, are you home? What happened?"

"Yeah, I'm home…um, things didn't go so well."

"Oh no...what happened?"

"Well, things with her family weren't good to start with. Then the first night we got into a fight about her brothers, and then we got into another argument the next day and I almost just left…I ended up staying but I don't think we're really even friends anymore…"

"WHAT?! Why wouldn't you be friends anymore? What did you do???"

You had to suppress your laughter at Tyson's face when Gabe insinuated it was something he did and not you.

"Why would you think it was something I did?!" Tyson asked, obviously very offended.

"It's Y/N…she just doesn't do anything wrong."

"Okay, well, I don't know. We need a break from each other."

"What the hell, Tyson? Did you even tell her how you feel?"

"I was going to, but I figured telling her after we just had a screaming match wouldn't be the best idea."

"You screamed at each other??? Jesus, what did you fight about?"

"Mat Barzal."

"What?!"

"Yeah he DM'd her on Instagram and it pissed me off."

"Seriously? You screamed at her?! That's not even her fault, man."

"I know, I shouldn't have gotten upset with her, but I did, and now we're just giving each other some space."

"That is the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard. Go over to her place right now and make things right."

"I can't, man."

"You can, and you will."

"No, I really can't."

"And why not?"

"Because I'm already over here."

"What?"

"I'm just messing with you, Landy. We're dating now."

"Are you kidding me?! Y/N are you there? Were you in on this??"

"I wanted no part in it!!!"

"Ugh, Tyson, I want to be so mad at you right now, but I'm too happy for you!! It's about time, though. We were going to give you guys like another week, tops, before we took matters into our own hands."

You and Tyson both laughed, "who is we?!" You asked.

"Me, Mel, basically the whole team…"

"Well I'm glad we have lots of supporters." You commented as Tyson pursed his lips.

"NO one will be butting into this relationship…I'm serious Landy."

"I'm sorry that's not the way it works, Josty." Tyson rolled his eyes but you just giggled. "Anyway, I'm glad you two love birds finally figured it out. Have a good rest of your day and use protection!!!"

Tyson rolled his eyes again and hung up on Landy. "We're turning our phones off and spending the rest of the day in the bedroom." He commanded as he put his phone down on the coffee table. He looked at you signifying for you to do the same and you obeyed then followed him into your bedroom.

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patagucci34 · 5 years ago

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Games

Jake Virtanen

Warning: super smutty, 18+, rough sex, spanking, if that’s triggering I wouldn’t recommend reading!

Word Count: 2100

Quarantine with Jake had been going really well. You weren’t going to lie and say you weren’t nervous about it, only having been together for about 4 months. But no matter how well you were living together, things were getting a little boring. So you decided to spruce things up and mess with him a little bit.

You had seen a Tiktok trend and decided it would be funny to do to Jake.

You walked over to Jake where he was sitting on the couch playing video games with his friends. He didn’t really pay you any mind until you got down on your knees. He glanced over at you with a questioning look and you just smirked back at him as you started putting your hair up in a bun. His face lit up at the thought of what you were about to do. He loves when you give him head while he is gaming. Just as he relaxed back a bit getting ready for you, you bent over and picked up the pen that you had strategically placed under the couch earlier. He gave you a confused look that quickly turned into a glare as you stood up and gave him a smile before walking away.

“You’re an asshole!” He called after you. You chuckled but went about your business.

~~~

A little while later you were tinkering around in the kitchen making dinner. You had heard Jake say goodbye to everyone and then a few seconds later he came into the kitchen. He grabbed some water then leaned against the counter and watched you. You could feel his eyes on your back so you stopped what you were doing and turned around. “Can I help you with something?”

“I’m just trying to figure out how I am going to punish you for what you did earlier.”

Your lips twitched, trying not to smile at his tone. Although it wasn’t often, you loved when Jake was dominant...and he knew it too.

“Hmm, I mean it’s not really my fault you think that I’m going to blow you all the time…” you said, a little more cheeky than you probably should have, but you were trying to rile him up, and it worked. By the time you finished your sentence he had you pinned against the wall. “Are you really going to talk back to me right now?” He asked darkly.

Your cheeks reddened but you didn’t want to back down. “You know, I am making you dinner, you could be a little bit more appreciative.”

His eyes darkened and he grabbed your face with his hand. “You’re going to pay for that and the little stunt you pulled later.”

You squirmed as you stared at each other, but only for a minute as he let go of you and walked out of the kitchen. You smiled as you watched him leave and then you got back to making dinner.

When it was finally finished, Jake walked in with a smile on his face. “Smells really good, babe!” He said, kissing your cheek. You gave him a puzzled look, but he just smiled as he helped you get plates and silverware out. You let out a snort of amusement. You knew what he was doing, you just hoped that he was making you think everything was fine and that he would in fact, be punishing you later.

~~~

The rest of the night went by normally. You were starting to get a little nervous that you wouldn’t be having rough punishment sex tonight and it was starting to bum you out a little bit.

You were cuddling on the couch watching Netflix, Jake was being really sweet and cuddly, which normally wouldn’t bother you, but you were starting to get annoyed, you knew you deserved it, but he had made you really horny earlier and you really needed to have sex.

With a huff, you got up and went back into the bedroom. What you didn’t see was Jake smile as he watched you walk away. He knew he had successfully gotten you pissed off, so now it was time to make good on his promises from earlier.

You were pouting on the bed when he walked in, he smirked at the sight, but you looked at him and rolled your eyes. His eyes darkened at your gesture, “stop acting like a brat. Brat’s get punished, and you’re already in a lot of trouble.”

You quickly grew excited but made sure to hide it. “Sorry.” You apologized looking down at your lap.

He made his way over to you and took your chin in his hand and lifted your face so you were looking at him. “Sorry, what?”

“Sorry, sir.”

“Good girl.” He said releasing your chin and making his way towards the closet. You knew he was grabbing one of his ties. He loved to use them to tie your hands together.

“Strip.” He commanded as we walked back towards you. You did as you were told and stood up. You started with your shirt and then pulled your pants off. It was hit or miss whether Jake wanted to be the one to take your bra and panties off, so you took your chances and left them on. It seemed that you chose right because he sat down on the bed and took your hands and pulled you in front of him.

“You’re going to get a spanking for all of the naughty things you’ve done today.”

You nodded as he pulled you across his lap. You shifted your hips a bit and stuck your ass in the air, just how he liked it. He put his hand on your ass and rubbed a few circles before he pulled his hand away and you awaited the impending smack. When it finally came you flinched, forgetting how hard he could spank. He squeezed your ass before administering his next smack. He spanked you a few more times before standing you up. You knew better than to think it was over, and you were right. He roughly pulled your panties down to your ankles and you stepped out of them obediently. He laid you back across his lap and started peppering your ass with fast, hard smacks. You tried to stay as still as you could but you ended up squirming so much that you started to fall backwards off of his lap. He paused the spanking and roughly grabbed between your legs to hike you back up on his lap. Once you were in place again, he grabbed a fist full of your hair and pulled you up so you were looking at him. “Stay still.” He commanded.

“Yes, sir.” And with that, he let go of your hair and started spanking you again.

After a few more minutes, the spanking slowed down, and he was rubbing your very red, very hot, bottom. You had tears in your eyes, and despite the pain you were feeling in your ass, you couldn’t stop thinking about how wet you were for Jake. As if he could read your mind, his hand moved down south to feel you. As soon as he felt how wet you were he pulled his hand away and you whimpered.

“Turn around.” He commanded as he stood you up. You did as you were told and put your arms behind your back so he could tie them together. Once he had them tied tight enough so that you couldn’t break them free, you heard him taking his clothes off.

“That spanking was for talking back to me in the kitchen. This…” he stated as he turned you around. “...is for teasing me earlier.”

You looked him up and down, admiring his beautifully sculpted abs and his now very hardened dick.

“On your knees.” You wasted no time and dropped to the ground. He grabbed his dick and you opened your mouth as he guided it towards you.

Your mouth watered as he pushed further into your mouth. Your eyes started to water a bit and you gagged when his dick hit the back of your throat.

“Good girl, take it all.” He said as he moved his hand from his dick to the back of your head. He grabbed a fistful of your hair as you bobbed your head back and forth, making as much saliva as you could because you knew he liked his head sloppy. As the spit started stringing off your mouth and dripping down the front of you, he gripped your hair harder and started thrusting inside of your mouth. Your eyes were watering and you were doing your best not to gag and he fucked your face. He started to get a little sloppy and you knew that meant he was close, but he wouldn’t cum from this. He wasn’t finished with you and you knew it so you took it for a few more moments until he pulled out of your mouth, your spit stringing along with it.

He pulled you to your feet and pushed you back onto the bed so you were lying on your back. He roughly spread your legs and inspected your core, spreading your lips and feeling just how truly wet you were. He slapped your pussy before hovering above you on all fours. His lips crashed into yours. Biting them as he stuck a finger inside of you. He went back to kissing you as he worked his finger in and out of you, biting your lip again as he stuck a second finger in. And then a third. You moaned at his touch, coming closer and closer to losing it.

“Oh my god, Jake.” You managed to croak out.

He immediately stopped what he was doing and you whined a bit. “You think you get to cum that easy?”

You shook your head and he slapped your pussy. “Use your words.”

“No, sir.”

He grabbed a hold of your hips and flipped you onto your stomach, lifting your hips up so your face was smushed into the bed and your ass was high in the air. He climbed behind you and placed himself in between your legs. He parted your folds and slammed into you. You yelped as he bottomed out inside of you. He grabbed onto your hips as he pulled out and shoved back in. He pounded in and out of you at a fast pace. Slapping your ass every few pumps.

He slowed his pace, and adjusted so that one hand was pushing your upper body into the bed and his other hand was on the small of your back, pinning you to the bed. Once he was satisfied with your position he fucked you harder than he ever had before.

“You think it’s funny to tease me, huh?”

You couldn’t even answer, he was railing you so hard.

“Think you can act like a brat and not get punished for it?”

You stayed quiet, not thinking it was possible for his pace to get quicker, but somehow it did.

“Answer me.”

“No, sir.” You choked out.

“No, sir, what?” “No, I can’t tease you and not get punished.”

His movements started to get sloppy and you knew he was close, but he hadn’t said anything about you being able to orgasm.

“Please, sir, can I cum?”

He slapped your ass and grabbed your hair, pulling you up and putting his arm around your throat, pulling you against his chest.

“You wanna cum, babygirl?” “Yes, please, sir.”

“Cum.”

On that command, you let yourself go, eyes rolling back in your head, seeing stars as you felt his cum explode inside of you.

He held you like that, dick still inside of you as you both caught your breath. Once satisfied, he pulled out, united your hands and spun you around and laid you down. He hovered over you, kissing you passionately for a few moments before flopping next to you.

“Are you okay?” He asked softly, pulling you into his side.

“Yeah...that was really hot. I really like when you get like that.”

He chuckled as he sat up. “I know you do.” “Can you do it more often?” “If you misbehave more often…”

You both laughed before getting up to go to the bathroom and get ready for bed.

You had started to put underwear and an oversized shirt on but Jake stopped you.

“I want to sleep naked tonight.”

“Alright…” You said putting your clothes away and climbing into bed next to him. He pulled you close to him and relaxed into his chest.

“Goodnight, babe.” He said kissing your cheek.

“Night, Jake.” You said back, closing your eyes, not being able to hold back a smile.

#jake virtanen imagine #jake virtanen #nhl imagines

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patagucci34 · 5 years ago

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Thank you sooo much!!! <3

N’s Fic Rec List

I got request to make another list so here it is, so umm enjoy I guess :)

I’m sorry for all the matty on this list, it’s really not my fault somehow during the break everyone decided to like the rat and create all the content:

The Wedding Date @dempuckboys She has a habit of making me scream in all the best ways and this is no exception @ that ending. Also go through her Tkachuk club tag. It’s a trip and I love it.

Crush by @hockeylvr59 its a soft Matty interacting with an adorable little girl

Quarantine Vibes by @eliaspetterss0n Husband mat the rat with his family

Name on the Back by @tseggy Matt dates a stubborn oilers fan

Better Together by @slimskjei-dy Love me some high quality fluff

4 Times He Almost Kissed You + 1 Time He Did by @tkafuckit for Brookes first full length fic (I think it is if im wrong im so sorry) its sooo good!!

Wild Love by @matbaezal Kyn did an amazing job on this considering a couple weeks ago she said she didn’t like the rat

5 times Mat drove you crazy in Quarantine + 1 time he didn’t by @bandgirlsclub I aspire to be apart of the Tkachuks

Turbulence by tseggy its currently on a hiatus because she banged out like 4 amazing chapters a day and deserves a break but even if you dont like Matt I promise you’ll enjoy it, its sooo good edit: I just saw that she uploaded the last chapter and i’m cannot wait to read it Another edit: obviously she finished the fic a while ago but I ditched this to go read that and then proceeded to forget about this for a month it was that good ;)

Here’s a few for Jack Eichel, I don’t know how I got here because I don’t go here buuut:

New Years Day by slimskjei-dy Its part of her Taylor Swift series that you should definitely check out

Always A Priority by @yourfavewriteress jack being concerned for a sick reader

Biggest Fan by @puckyou-forpuckssake a two parter and a 5 + 1 fic

For all your College Hockey boy needs:

Side note: I’m very particular about my these boys in that one day ill be in mood and next ill be over them soo there’s only like 3 hockeys on here, all of which im very much over at the moment.

Ryder Donovan Ask by @penaltbox Its a summertime fling that turns out to not be just a summertime thing

When Worlds Collide by @fratboyzegras Okay its a Ryder fic with a fake baby and all fluff

Say Sike Right Now by @fratboyvivimatthews Its Trevor on tik tok

Mistakes We Make by penaltbox I don’t really like Alex but this is too good to not read

Here’s some Fly boys for you:

Valerie by @seggyseguin its a 4 part angsty fic with Nolan

Loved By A Country Boy by @holy-pucks its another summer fling turned more but with our favorite country bumpkin Travis Konecny

Dont Hold Me by @trashforhockeyguys with carter hart If you squint it could be an enemy to lovers fic with bonus bestfriends nolan and tk

Pretending by @pucksnsticksnhockeyboys with Joel and its a friends to lovers fic

Ten Ways To Say It by matbaezal with Nolan this one made me all kinds of soft

Consigliere by @puckmeupfam with Kevin and its a mafia au

Kick Their Ass by @idontgiveaflyinggrayson69 with Tk having a crush on a hockey player at the asg

Stay The Night by @c-hartwriteshockey with Patty, I have some beef with this fic because when I first read this I had read the sad ending and it hurt me. Real bad. Buuuut then I found out that it had multiple endings and all was right with the world again.

A bit of love for my boys on the Hurricanes:

On My Mind by @lulucanwrite its a 7 part friends to lovers Teuvo fic

Playing with Fire by @thebluenoteblog the reader is in an on again off again relationship with Svech

I Told You Not To Fall In Love With Me by @patagucci34 a friends with benefits fic with your boy Haydn Fleury

It Starts With A “T” by puckyou-forpuckssake I guess you could call it a coffee shop au but not really?

Lets Fall in Love Tonight by pucksnsticksnhockeyboys what do you know another friends with benefits fic with crop top king Joel Eddy

The Mile high boys:

Heartless by @zuucc This is 35k words of greatness I loved all of it and surprise surprise its with Tyson

Red Rocks by @broadstreetmisfits When your pal burky gets traded to colorado the reader takes him to see the area

Tyson Jost Baby Series by pucksnsticksnhockeyboys Put Tyson with a baby and i’m Immediately weak

Big Big Plans by holy-pucks This is to sweet and made me all kinds of soft with Nate Mack

Closing Time by pucksnsticksnhockeyboys a fic about Josty walking the reader home and confessions ensue

Collide by @burkymakar Once again, I am absolutely trash for Josty with a baby

Something New by @jasonmorgan96 wedding shenanigans with Burky

Almost @puckinghell Nate tries to confess his feeling with the reader but thinks he might be too late.

Lover by pucksnsticksnhockeyboys with Mikko and this makes me all kinds of soft

The Canucks and Leafs, there’s only like three of each and they’re both canadian teams don’t hate me:

Stay On My Side Tonight by @backcheckforecheckpaycheck its 12k words of fantastic, phenomenal, heart breaking, friends to lovers William Nylander fic

Jacob Markstrom by @drabblemesilly spending a moment alone with your newly wed husband

If You Feel It by @thesmutpeasant Its a fluffy/partially steamy fic about willy

Master Manipulator by @bambigoose Mitch and Steph play matchmaker to get their best friend together with Freddie

Make Your Move, Leave Your Mark by backcheckforecheckpaycheck 28k+ words that made me squeal and smile all the way through

Promise Me by @captainpetty a jealous Virtanen is my favorite Virtanen

Elias Pettersson ask by backcheckforecheckpaycheck Confession time with Elias after his penalty box goal

Older Brother by zuucc This fic is a 29k+ roller coaster about Willy and I felt every emotion possible and i’ve reread this thing like 3 times

I want to say Its the Isles but really it’s just Mat and Tito:

Anthony Beauvillier as a Boyfriend by puckmeupfam Its a hc that makes my heart ache with love

Surprises by @broadstbroskis Its Mat Barzal being the absolute best with a pregnant reader also kind of a friends to lovers fic

The Beau-Chelor by @thirteenisles Tito + the Bachelor what more could you need (also im tempted to put “Second Chances” on here even though it hasn’t started yet but I know i’m going to love it anyways)

Keep Me Warm by idontgiveaflyinggrayson69 Pure fluff and will make you absolutely soft for Tito if you weren’t already

You And Me by @matbaerzal who better to be quarantined with than mat

New Plan by dempuckboys its a 20 part Barzy fic and here it is sweets! (iykyk and only one other person knows soo)

Okay now I really can’t find a way to group anyone else together so here’s the best of the rest:

Sex Ed by bandgirlsclub with Tyler Seguin and Roope Hintz contrary to belief the reader only ends up with one of them

All In The Name by tseggy Seggy as a big brother (platonic fic)

Oh, Brother by @bqstqnbruin A Roope fic with big brother Jaime

Love Aint by holy-pucks its a Jamie Benn fic (kinda?) based off the song of the same name

Love Is Blind by thebluenoteblog Mutual friend Vince Dunn sets up the reader with Colton on a blind date

Daddy Time by @but1sthockey She constantly loves to make me reconsider the whole “not wanting children” thing by giving me Josh Anderson with babies

Pick Up Lines by @letstalkabouthockey Nico tries out a bunch of cheesy pick up lines

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Here is another one of my poorly written pieces...same deal here, the timeline doesn’t totally make sense, but I really don’t care that much. There is also a lot of Brady in this piece, because who doesn’t love Brady?

Anyway, there might be some swearing...

Word count: 7200ish

Enjoy :)

Brett and Y/N met his first season playing for the Rangers. Y/N had grown up with Brady Skjei, so when she moved out to NYC for college, she ended up spending a lot of time with the Rangers.

When Y/N first met Brett she was really smitten. She thought he was really attractive and didn't really think he would ever go for a girl like her. Brady had introduced them at a party, and although Brett had been very nice to Y/N, she was so awkward that she avoided him for the rest of the night.

The next time Y/N ran into Brett was outside of the arena. She was waiting for Brady by his car so they could go to lunch. She was so engrossed in her Twitter feed that she hadn't noticed the man standing to her right until he cleared his throat. Y/N looked up startled by the noise and her cheeks went red when she saw who it was.

"I'm sorry, Y/N, I didn't mean to scare you."

"Oh, uh, no problem, I guess I should be more aware of my surroundings…"

"What are you doing here?" He inquired.

"Oh, I'm waiting for Brady. We're grabbing some food."

"Ohh, nice. He might be a little bit…he was just getting into the locker room when I was leaving."

Y/N chuckled a little, "yeah, I'm used to his tardiness…"

"So, you guys are close?"

"Yeah, we grew up together in Michigan, our families are good friends."

"Oh, well that's nice to have someone here in the city. Have you lived here long?"

"Yeah, this is my fourth year, I'm a senior at NYU."

"Ohh, that's awesome, what are you studying?"

"English.…"

Brett grinned at her tone, "why do you say it like that?"

"I usually get some shit for it, it's not a good 'money-making' career."

"Yeah, but if you're really good at it, it is…"

Y/N smiled, "yeah, I guess you're right. Hopefully I am…"

"I'm sure you are…and I guess as long as you enjoy what you do it's worth it."

"Says the guy who gets paid big bucks to play the sport he loves…" Y/N said with a smirk.

Brett laughed at her comment and before he could reply they were interrupted by Brady.

"What's so funny?" He asked walking up to the pair.

"Your face." Y/N said as she walked past both of them and climbed into Brady's car. Brett had started laughing even harder and Brady glared at Y/N before bidding farewell to his teammate.

Y/N had put on some music for their drive to the restaurant and they both sang along. Once they got to their table they studied the menu with little chit chat so they could order when their server came by.

"So, Brett…" Brady asked suggestively as their waitress walked away.

Y/N blushed but rolled her eyes staying silent hoping if she just doesn't respond to him he'll drop it.

"I know you have a hard on for him…" Brady pushed.

"Oh my god, Brady. Don't be gross. I barely know the guy anyway."

"Oh stop, you were so awkward after I introduced you to him the other night at the party."

"I wasn't awkward this time…"

"No, but you were red as a tomato…"

"I was not!"

"Were too!"

Y/N dramatically sighed, "okay, maybe I think he's really attractive…but it's not like anything is ever going to happen…"

Brady smiled triumphantly, "I knew it."

Y/N rolled her eyes and threw her straw wrapper at him. He giggled a little before changing the subject knowing he put her through enough torture already.

~~~~~

It had been a few weeks since Y/N and Brett's exchange outside of the arena. She had seen Brady a few times but the time was busy with training camp and pre-season and Y/N was getting into the groove of her classes. The team was having a party to celebrate having made it through training and of course, Brady invited Y/N. Y/N and her roommate Jess were at their apartment getting ready. Y/N had changed about twenty times, knowing Brett would be there. Y/N definitely wasn't the skinniest girl in the world and she knew it. Most of the time she was okay with her body, except for when she hung around with Brady's friends. Although his closer friends didn't tend to intimidate her as much, she tried extra hard to look good when she would be around the whole team and their wives and girlfriends. Even Brady's girlfriend, who Y/N absolutely adored made her feel a little insecure.

Jess walked into Y/N's room to hurry her along.

"Come on, Y/n/N. You look amazing, stop changing."

"Are you sure? You can see my stomach in this."

"Y/N. You look hot. Now let's go."

Y/N rolled her eyes but put her earrings in and shoes on and they were out the door.

Brady was hosting, which made Y/N feel more comfortable already. Y/N didn't bother knocking, instead opened the door right up and they said hi to people as they made their way to the kitchen to grab a drink.

"Y/N, Jess! Glad you made it." Y/N turned around at the familiar voice and gave Brady a hug. "How was your week?" He asked.

"Stressful, I'm ready to get drunk."

Brady chuckled a bit but made his concern known, "okay, but I better not find you hugging my toilet again…"

Y/N blushed at the memory from a few months ago over the summer. Y/N had just been dumped, if you can even call it that, by some dumb guy she would hook up with over the summer when she went home. Brady had been throwing a 4th of July party and by the end of the night, Y/N was puking in Brady's bathroom.

Y/N and Jess mingled for a bit before parting ways when Jess started talking to some guy who was friends with Brady and Trouba. Y/N had been in the corner talking with Gracia and a few of her friends when they were interrupted by Brendan grabbing Y/N to be his pong partner. Y/N quickly said goodbye and walked over with Brendan.

Y/N was excited to play, especially with Brendan, they had been partners for as long as she could remember and they always ended up winning. However, when she saw who they were playing against, she got a bit flustered. Standing across the table were Brett and Brady. Brady shot her a smile and she glared at him, but he just laughed as they began playing.

"Come on, Y/N, what's your deal tonight?" Brendan asked after she missed the 4th cup in a row.

"I'm sorry, I don't really know…"

"Well, figure it out, I can't lose to Skjei and Howden." Y/N rolled her eyes when Brendan slapped her ass and handed her the pong ball. He shot her a smile and a wink. Luckily, this one went in so she was free of his criticism for another round. Although, she didn't miss the confused look Brett's face when he saw their exchange. She shook her thoughts away and refocused on the game.

Thankfully, they pulled out the win, Y/N improving a little throughout the game, but Brendan really carried their team.

"I'm gonna take a little break." Y/N said to Brendan, giving him an apologetic smile and before he could protest she walked down the hall to Brady's room.

Y/N downed the rest of her drink and flopped back on Brady's bed and sighed. She closed her eyes for a few minutes. She sat up quickly as she heard the door opening, hoping it wasn’t Brady and Gracia coming in for the night. She relaxed a little bit when she realized it wasn't them, but grew anxious again when she realized it was Brett.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you…again." He said a smirk.

Y/N smiled, "it's okay, I scare easily…"

"What are you doing in here?"

"Just need a breather, what about you?"

"Same. I love the guys already, but they're a lot."

Y/N chuckled at Brett and agreed, "yeah, they're kind of crazy."

Y/N scooched over on the bed signaling for him to sit down. He took the hint and sat down next to Y/N and lied back just as she was before.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt your alone time."

"It's all good, I should probably be getting back anyway…" She said as she went to stand up.

"Wait," Brett called just as she opened the door. Y/N stopped and turned around expectantly, "what's the deal with you and Brendan?"

Y/N couldn't help but laugh a little, "what do you mean?"

"Well, when we were playing pong earlier, I saw him, um, slap your ass…"

"Ohh, yeah, it's okay. He's just like that…I guess." Y/N responded not really knowing how else to put it. "But it's okay, really."

"So, you two aren't like hooking up or anything?"

"Oh god, no."

Brett smiled at your insistence. "Good to know…have a good night Y/N."

Y/N burrowed her eyebrows when she left the room not really knowing what that meant. Of course, she had butterflies from the whole exchange but she couldn't help but think about what he said for the rest of the night.

Jess had left with that guy she had been with all night, so Y/N decided she would head home too. She made her way around the party to find Brady.

"Hey," she said walking up to him, "I'm heading home."

"Where's Jess?"

"Oh she went home with that Miles guy."

"Why don't you just stay here?"

"Why would I do that?"

"I don't want you going home alone."

Y/N rolled her eyes, "Brady it's not that far. I'm going to take an Uber, I'll be fine."

"No, you can just stay here."

"Brady, I want to go home."

"I realize that, but even an Uber alone can be unsafe."

"Brady, please."

"Sorry, Y/n/N."

Y/N sighed and walked away annoyed. She decided since Brady wouldn't let her leave, she would get a little more drunk.

A little while later, Y/N found herself on the couch, the party had significantly died down, but there were still a few people there. Just as she finished the last of her drink, she went to stand up and get another one, but as soon as she stood up she stumbled a little bit and she felt a hand on her back to steady her. She looked up and blushed when she saw that it was Brett.

"Easy there killer." He said making sure she was steady before letting go. "You've had a few since I last saw you…"

"Yes...and need another…" she said as she started to walk away. He quickly followed her and steadied her again as she tripped into the kitchen.

Brett was relieved when he saw that Brady was in the kitchen, he didn't really think it was a good idea for Y/N to keep drinking but didn't think he had the authority to say anything.

Brady looked up and saw Brett steady Y/N as she tried to grab another drink. He grabbed the liquor bottle from her hands and put it down. "That's enough, Y/N."

Y/N glared at Brady, "I'm fine, Brady. Give it back."

"Yeah right, you just about fell over trying to pour yourself a drink. You're done."

"Come on, Brady, you're no fun." Y/N pouted.

"Remember what I said? No puking in my toilet tonight."

"Well, it would be in mine if you had just let me go home…" Y/N mumbled.

Brady raised his eyebrows and Y/N conceded and put the cup down. Brett had to keep from laughing at how comical the whole exchange was. They really were like brother and sister.

Brett took this as his chance to say goodbye.

"I'm headed out man, thanks for hosting."

"Yeah, no problem, thanks for helping this one…" Brady responded pointing over to Y/N as she glared back at him.

Brett chuckled a little bit, "no problem. Have a good night, Y/N."

Y/N seemed to forget all about her issues with Brady and blushed as she waved goodbye to Brett.

Brady was the one to roll his eyes this time and turned Y/N around and led her to his guest room. Once Y/N was all tucked into bed Brady turned to leave the room.

"Thanks for taking care of me, Brady. Sorry I was acting like a brat." Brady turned back around and walked back over to Y/N and gave her a kiss on the forehead.

"No problem, Y/n/N. Next time I'll just embarrass you in front of your boyfriend…" He said giggling at himself.

"Very funny."

Brady ruffled Y/N's hair and left the room. Y/N sighed and rolled over to grab her phone. She hadn't really looked at it much throughout the night, but when she opened Instagram she saw that she had a follower request from none other than Brett Howden. She smiled to herself and passed out before she could even accept it.

~~~~~~

A week later, Y/N found herself getting ready for the Rangers first home opener. She had rushed home from class to give herself as much time as possible because she wanted to look good. Although Brett had followed her on Instagram, she tried not to read into it, because a lot of the guys followed her on Instagram and she didn't want to get her hopes up.

Once she got to the arena she texted Gracia to see where she was at and then met up with her and some of the other WAGS.

"Are you coming out after, Y/N?" Gracia asked as they walked to their seats with drinks in their hands.

"I'm not sure yet… I was going to meet a few of my friends out, but we'll see."

"Why don't you have them meet up with us?"

"Yeah, I guess I could do that."

The Rangers ended up with a win, which was very exciting and meant the guys would be in a good mood. Y/N decided to text Brady after the game instead of going down to the locker room so she could go home and get ready.

She had gone out with her friends and decided she would meet up with the guys later in the night. Y/N tried to take it slow tonight because this guy from school, Connor, she had been talking to was out with them and she was hoping they would be going home together.

When they got to the club where the guys were, she found them at their usual booth and introduced everyone to each other. Y/N tried to keep it casual with Connor, although Brady was usually chill around guys with her, she was worried he would go into overprotective mode and ruin things for her. However, that only lasted a little longer as Y/N had a few more drinks in her and they went to dance.

Y/N had lost herself in Connor, they were making out and having a great time dancing together.

"I'm gonna run to the bathroom." Y/N yelled into his ear as the song changed.

"You wanna get out of here after?" He asked.

Y/N nodded and headed towards the bathroom. He followed her off the dance floor but walked towards the booth where his friends were to tell them that they were leaving.

Brady's ears perked up when he heard Y/N's name being mentioned in the same sentence as 'going home with.' He looked over at the guy and studied him trying to determine if he would let it happen or not. He looked around trying to spot Y/N and noticed that Brett looked annoyed.

Brady nudged him, getting his attention, "what's up, man?"

"Nothing." Brett huffed glaring at Connor.

Brady grinned a little, "you have a problem with him?"

"What? No." Brett replied a little quickly.

Brady laughed out loud this time, "go stop it."

Brett looked over a Brady confused.

"Go stop him from taking her home…."

"I can't do that."

"Why not?"

"Because, that would be mean."

"I mean, I was just trying to figure out if I should let it happen myself, but if you really think so, I guess I'll let it be."

Brett contemplated a little more, but sat back and sighed. Brady shook his head at the rookie and took another drink.

Just a few minutes later, Y/N made her way over to Brady to say goodbye.

"Hey! I'm headed home." She said giving Brady a quick hug then turning to leave hoping to dodge his questioning.

"With who?" Y/N rolled her eyes and turned back around to talk to Brady.

"My friend."

"Which friend?"

"Connor."

"That guy?" Brady asked, pointing over at him, knowing full well who it was.

"Yes, that guy. I know him from school, he's fine. Any other questions, dad?"

"Where are you going?"

"My place."

"Okay, be safe."

Y/N smiled at Brady and looked over at Brett.

"Night, Brett!" She said cheerily as she walked back to Connor and they headed outside to their Uber.

~~~~

The guys had the next day off so a group of them went to brunch. Y/N met them there and gave Brady a hug before she sat down.

"How was your night?" Brady asked, not so nonchalantly.

"It was good. He was very nice to me…"

Brady smiled at her admission. "Good, I don't want to beat anyone up on my day off."

Y/N laughed at Brady before asking how the rest of his night was.

"It was good, we didn't stay too much longer after you…you should ask that one how his night was…" Brady replied, pointing over to Brett. Brett was in the middle of the conversation and hadn't noticed Brady pointing towards him. Y/N looked at Brady with a puzzled look but Brady just shrugged it off.

Y/N kept stealing glances at Brett the whole brunch. She of course, was still smitten with him, but had come to terms with admiring from afar. A few times he caught her looking and she tried to avert her eyes but it was probably pretty obvious.

After everyone had finished, they all went their separate ways. Y/N had walked to the restaurant because it was only a few blocks away, so she started her walk back home.

"Y/N, wait up!" She heard from behind her, she was startled at first, but then relaxed when she remembered the voice.

"You really like scaring me, huh?" She asked with a smile on her face.

He blushed a bit, "I'm sorry, I really don't mean to."

"It's okay, I'm just messing with you…what's up?"

"I just saw you walking this way and figured we could walk together."

"Oh, yeah sure, do you live this way?"

"Yeah, just a few blocks down."

"Oh really? Me too."

Brett smiled and they continued walking.

"So, how was your night last night?" Y/N decided to ask, Brady's comment unable to leave her mind.

"Oh, it was okay, how about yours?"

"It was good."

Y/N noticed that Brett had started acting a little weird when she brought last night up. But she still wasn't sure why Brady told her to ask him.

They walked in silence for a few minutes before Brett spoke up. "So, um, that guy you were with…is he your boyfriend?"

"No, um, just a friend from school."

"Oh, do you hang out with him a lot?"

"Um, I mean, I guess kind of…we have most of our classes together."

"He seems nice."

"Yeah he is." Things had gotten very awkward and Y/N was starting to wonder if Brett was upset about Connor. She had a hard time entertaining that idea because she didn't think Brett was attracted to her.

Thankfully, Y/N’s place was coming up so this could come to an end.

"Well, this is me. Thanks for walking with me, Brett."

"Have a good day, Y/N." He said as he waited for her to get inside, she waved once punched in the code and he waved back as he walked down the street.

Y/N immediately called Brady.

"Hey, Y/N, what's up?"

"What do you know?"

"I'm sorry???"

"What do you know about Brett."

Y/N heard Brady chuckle on the other end of the line and she grew impatient.

"Seriously, Brady. Why did you tell me to ask him about his night?"

"Did you?"

"Yes and it was super weird."

Brady laughed some more.

"Brady!!"

"Okay, okay, sorry. He hasn't actually said anything to me, but I think he was jealous of your boy last night."

"What? Why?"

"Really, Y/N?"

"What?"

"Because he likes you ding dong."

"I seriously doubt that."

"Why? And don't you dare say because of what you look like."

"Well, it's true."

"Clearly not, he was all annoyed when that guy came over and said you guys were leaving."

"Really?"

"Yeah, I told him to do something about it but he didn't want to because he didn't think it was fair to you."

"Hmm..true, but interesting."

"When did you ask him?"

"Just now, we walked home together."

"He lives near you?"

"Apparently, we got to my place before his…"

"Y/N, he definitely has the hots for you."

"I don't know, Brady…"

"I'll dig around some more, but I'm pretty sure…"

"Okay fine, just don't be obvious."

"Am I ever?"

Y/N rolled her eyes even though Brady couldn't see her, "yeah, kind of. Anyway, I gotta do some work. I'll talk to you later."

"Later, kid."

~~~~~

The guys had been gone on a road trip for a few days, but Gracia invited Y/N over for dinner the night Brady was supposed to be getting back. Y/N went over early to help her make dinner so it would be ready when Brady got home.

Gracia received a text from Brady and smirked at Y/N when she read it.

"What?" Y/N asked.

"Nothing, Brady just texted, he's on his way from the airport now." She said conveniently leaving out the part that someone else would be joining them.

Y/N started setting the table while Gracia finished cooking.

"Oh, we need one more place setting." Gracia grinned as she saw Y/N setting the table for three.

"Who else is coming?" Y/N asked just as the door opened and revealed Brady and Brett following behind him.

Y/N immediately blushed and raced back into the kitchen to grab another place setting. Brady followed her in and gave Gracia a kiss, then turning to Y/N to give her a hug.

"I could kill you." Y/N said as Brady squeezed her tight.

"You love me." He said letting go, grabbing the plate and silverware from her hand. "Don't be rude, go say hello to our guest."

Y/N followed Brady to the table and looked over at Brett.

Brett smiled at Y/N and greeted her with a hug.

Y/N was shocked as he had never touched her like that.

"Hi, Brett. Congrats on the goal…"

"Thank you. Were you watching?"

"Of course."

Brett smiled again as Gracia and Brady brought the food to the table. They all sat down and talked about the road trip and the guys asked the girls what they were up to while they were gone.

Y/N and Brett had actually really hit it off and it wasn't awkward like it usually was. When it came time to leave, Y/N was actually kind of bummed. Brady could sense that Y/N was having a good time, so he tried to get them to ride home together.

"You taking an Uber home, Y/N?"

"That was my plan."

"Are you going home Brett?" Brady asked, turning towards the rookie.

"I was planning on it."

"You guys should share and Uber, you live near each other right?"

Brett and Y/N looked at each other and shrugged.

"Works for me." Y/N said.

"I'll order an Uber."

"Thank you so much for dinner!!" Y/N said giving Brady and Gracia hugs.

"Thanks for helping, Y/n/N. You know you're welcome anytime!"

"Dinner was delicious, thank you." Brett said, giving Gracia a hug. He then waved at Brady, "see you tomorrow, man."

With that, Y/N and Brett were headed down to their Uber.

"That dinner really was amazing, do you cook like that often?" Brett asked once in the Uber.

"Not really that much, my kitchen isn't as nice as theirs. But I like to cook."

"I wish I could cook, I usually eat at the rink or do take out."

"Well, I’ll make sure to invite you the next time I make a meal.” “I’d really like that.” Brett said smiling at Y/N.

Y/N blushed at how Brett was looking at her, she didn’t want things to turn awkward but she didn’t really know what else to say.

They ended up just making small talk until they approached Y/N’s place.

“Thanks for letting me share an Uber with you…” She said, stepping out of the car.

“Anytime, have a good night!” He called after her.

“Thanks, you too!” She said, waving as the car started moving again.

~~~~~

Once inside, Y/N did a little dance, she was so happy Brady had invited him over for dinner. She already started thinking about when she would cook next.

She sat down at her desk to do some work when her phone buzzed. It was a text from Brady.

Is he there?

Is who where?

Is Brett at your apartment?

What? No, why would he?

Are you kidding me, I sent you two home together for a reason.

Oh my god, Brady. We had a nice talk in the Uber…

Well I was hoping you would invite him inside.

Why would I do that?

Seriously? You guys were having a good time.

Yeah but that would have been weird if I invited him in, and my place is a mess right now.

Well clean it up, sister.

I’m rolling my eyes at you right now. I have work to do, goodnight!

I’m not done talking about this....he likes you, but he’s too chicken to do anything about it.

Once she saw the last text Brady sent, she decided to skip the texting and call him instead.

“Yes?” Brady said, picking up the phone.

“Wait, he likes me?”

“Yeah, that’s what he said on the roadie. That’s why I invited him over for dinner...but I guess you’re both too chicken to do anything.” “Well, excuse me, he’s like really hot, it’s intimidating.”

“You’re ridiculous, he’s not that attractive.”

“Speak for yourself!!”

“Just get over it and make a move.”

“I mean I told him I would invite him over the next time I cooked…” “Perfect. We’ve got Friday night off, have him over.” “Doesn’t that seem a little soon?” “You’re overthinking this. Just invite him over Friday night, I’ll text you his number.”

Y/N sighed, “okay, fine. Thanks, Brady.” “Anytime, kid. Have a good night.”

~~~~~~

The next day, Y/N mustered up the nerve to text Brett. She typed, deleted, and re-typed about 15 messages before she finally pressed send.

Hey Brett! It’s Y/N, Brady gave me your number...I was wondering if you were free Friday night? I’ve got Chicken Parmesan on the menu…

Y/N had sent the text a few minutes before class began hoping that being in class would be a good distraction. She started to overthink things though because she hadn’t felt her phone vibrate. She was bummed when she got out of class and saw that he still hadn’t responded. She told herself it was because he was at practice, so she went to the library to distract herself more. She had gotten into writing an essay and by the time she was done, she was happy to see a text from Brett.

Hey, Y/N :) I would love to have dinner Friday night...is there anything I can bring?

Y/N smiled to herself at his response. She put her phone down and made some final edits on her essay and printed it out before she texted him back because she didn’t want to seem eager.

Just yourself...and maybe some wine? ;)

Y/N was surprised when her phone dinged just a minute later.

I can definitely do that...I’m very excited to see you again.

Y/N blushed at his responde and debated what to say back… she decided on a simple ‘I can’t wait to see you either :)’ and figured the conversation would be over. When her phone buzzed a few minutes later she figured it was one of her friends, but was surprised again when she saw that it was Brett.

How is your day going?

It's not so bad, I'm done classes for the day, but I have a lot of work to do :( How is your day?

I'm sorry you have a lot of work to do, that's unfortunate…my day is alright, practice was good, I'm just hanging out for the rest of the day. Although I feel kind of guilty when you have a lot of work to do…

That's very sweet of you…it's okay. It's not actually that bad, it's just work I really don't want to do and have put off until now…

I'm a big procrastinator too…it's my downfall.

It's the worst…I really need to break that habit.

I guess I'm probably not helping right now…I'll let you get to it. I'll see you Friday night ;)

Have a good day, Brett :)

Y/N put her phone in her pocket as she walked down the street to her apartment and couldn't stop smiling. Just as she approached her apartment she got a call from Brady.

"Hey Brady, what's up?"

"Nice to see you made your move…"

Y/N rolled her eyes, "does he tell you everything???"

"Well, not everything, but I've been trying to help him out with this so he let me know as soon as he saw your text…"

"I guess I owe you a thank you…"

Y/N could sense Brady's smug look on his face through the phone.

"Yes, you do, and you're very welcome."

"Is this the only reason you called?"

"Mostly, I was gonna ask if you wanted to get lunch too?"

"Yeah, sure. Where are you?"

"I'm at the apartment, I'll meet you in 30?"

"Yeah, just text me where."

~~~~~~~~

The next two days went by pretty quick and Y/N found herself scrambling around the apartment cleaning up and preparing dinner. Her roommate was staying at a boy’s place for the night and she was glad to have the place to themselves if everything went well…

Once she had things mostly put together she hopped in the shower and put some light makeup on. Her stomach was in knots as she finished putting her mascara on and looked at the time. Brett would be getting there any minute now, so she quickened her pace and went back into the kitchen to finish up dinner.

Just as she was taking the chicken out there was a knock on her door. Y/N set the chicken down and walked over to the door where she took a deep breath and tried her best to compose herself before opening the door. She smiled as she took in his appearance. He had nice dark jeans on with a very well fitted button up. He was also holding flowers in one hand and wine in the other. Y/N blushed and stepped back so he could come in.

"You look beautiful." He said kissing her cheek.

Y/N's cheeks flushed at his compliment, "thank you."

Brett looked around the apartment for a minute, "this is really nice."

"Thank you, it's a bit small, but we made it pretty cozy."

"Yeah, it's very homey."

Y/N chuckled at his comment and took the flowers from him as she led him into the kitchen and grabbed a vase.

"These are beautiful, thank you."

Brett smiled and put the wine on the counter.

"Dinner is almost ready, sorry, I was hoping it would be done by the time you got here…"

"No worries, is there anything I can do to help?"

"I think I'm all set…thank you though." Y/N said with a smile as she grabbed two wine glasses from the cupboard. Brett opened the bottle and poured them each a glass as Y/N finished up with dinner.

Just a few minutes later they were sitting at the table enjoying dinner.

"This is amazing…"

Y/N blushed, "thank you."

"Where did you learn to cook like this?"

"I guess, just my mom? I used to love helping her in the kitchen, she taught me a lot."

"That's really cool. You've got me hooked. I'm glad I live just down the street…" he said winking at Y/N.

Y/N blushed yet again, her face basically a constant shade of pink.

They fell into a comfortable conversation, talking about their families and talking a bit more about your relationship with Brady.

"Were you always this close with Brady?"

"I guess not really, he was always around, but him and my brother used to torment me…"

Brett chuckled a bit, "I can definitely see that…"

"Yeah, but as we grew older, Brady obviously left home for hockey and stuff, so we didn't see him as much. We really kind of reconnected here in New York."

"Did your brother play hockey?"

"Yeah, he just played locally though, he was more into baseball."

"Did he play in college?"

"Yeah, he played for Michigan."

"That's cool, did you play any sports?"

"Yeah, I played soccer, hockey, and lacrosse."

"Oh, wow, 3 sports huh?"

"Yeah, I mean, I wasn't super serious about any of them…I guess hockey more than the others, but I decided against pursuing it in college so I could come here."

"You were gonna play in college?"

"Just for a d3 school…but I really wanted to be here at NYU, my family was pretty upset, but they got over it."

"I guess we'll have to go skating soon, I'd like to see what you got…"

Y/N laughed at that, "not much right now, I haven't really skated much recently, I haven't even been at all this season."

"We'll definitely have to change that…"

As the conversation lulled they took their dishes to the kitchen and cleaned up a bit before making their way to the couch to watch a movie. However, they didn't really watch much of the movie. They just kept talking and talking and eventually ended up cozying up to each other.

Brett had reached over Y/N to refill their wine glasses and as he sat back they found their faces very close to each other. Y/N looked into his eyes and they stayed like that for a few moments before Brett made a move.

"Can I kiss you?" He asked softly.

Y/N had barely nodded her head before Brett's lips crashed into hers. It was the most passionate kiss she had had in a long time and she found herself melting into his touch. They made out on the couch a bit before they decided to take things into the bedroom.

Y/N had the most fun with Brett than she had with another guy in a long time. They finished the night off cuddling in bed. Y/N always felt awkward after…not knowing how to have the conversation of if they were staying or not, but Brett seemed to think a conversation wasn't needed. He got out of bed and went to the bathroom, Y/N got up as well putting a shirt on, assuming when he got back he would get dressed and leave. But much to Y/N's surprise, he climbed right back in bed and looked at her expectantly.

"I'll be right back." She said as she made her way to the bathroom and took off her makeup and brushed her teeth. She hurried back to bed where Brett was waiting. They soon fell asleep and Y/N slept the best she had in a long time.

The next morning, Y/N stirred as she felt the warm body separate from her. She whined a bit which Brett returned with a chuckle.

"I've got to get to morning skate. I'll see you at the game tonight?"

Y/N sat up a bit and took in his appearance. He was slipping into his jeans but was still shirtless. Y/N bit her lip as she admired his chiseled chest.

"Yeah, I'll be there." She said sleepily. Brett smiled at her pleasantly then leaned over to kiss her goodbye.

"Good luck!" Y/N called after him and then fell back asleep.

~~~~~

Brett realized as he left her apartment he really didn't have much time to get to the rink. He reluctantly decided to just go straight to his car and drive to the rink, although he knew he would get chirped for his appearance.

He turned out to be right. As soon as he got out of his car he met a few of his teammates going into the arena and they immediately started laughing.

"Walk of shame into the arena, man? That's rough…" Brendan Lemieux joked as they walked the halls to grab some food.

Brett however, kept walking so he could change into some sweats, hoping to avoid further embarrassment.

Much to his dismay, when he went back to grab some food, more guys had arrived and everyone started laughing and cheering him on. His face grew red and he tried to ignore most of the comments. He sat down at an empty table and ate in silence. However, Brady made his way over and clapped his shoulder.

"So, dinner was good?" He asked, smirking at the young player.

Brett smiled a bit, "yeah, it was really good."

"Good, but now I feel like I need to have the talk with you…"

"The talk?"

"If you hurt her, I'll kill you."

"Ah, that one…I don't think I could, man. She's amazing."

"Yeah, she really is. Treat her right…and maybe next time get up a little earlier…"

Brett scoffed, "yeah, believe me, I will never be doing this again…"

Brady chuckled a bit, and they ate in silence.

~~~~~

Y/N slept in pretty late, but woke up with a smile on her face as she remembered last night's events. She checked her phone and saw a text from Brady.

Way to go, Y/n/N. You managed to get Brett chirped for the rest of his life…

What?!

He showed up looking a little rough in his clothes from last night…

Oh my god…why didn't he change?

He didn't have time…

Oh no, it wasn't too bad was it?

Nah, the guys just keep laughing at him and they probably won’t let him live it down for a little…but he'll be fine. Did you have a good time?

Yes, a very good time. Thanks for helping me out Brady.

Anytime…just be careful, okay?

I will. I'll see you after the game tonight?

You bet!

Good luck, Brady!! <3

~~~~~

The Rangers ended up with a win tonight, Y/N found herself waiting down by the locker rooms with Gracia as she usually would. They were talking with a few of the other wags while waiting for the guys to come out.

When Gracia spotted Brady, she gave him a hug and kiss. Once they were done Y/N gave Brady a hug too and congratulated him on the win.

"Your boy should be out soon." He teased.

Y/N blushed a bit but rolled her eyes trying to ignore the butterflies she felt in her stomach. She hadn't talked to him after he left this morning and she was a little nervous. Although he left after giving her a kiss, she was nervous about how he was feeling, especially after running late to the rink this morning.

Her nerves quickly subsided as she spotted him approaching them with a big smile on his face. She stepped forward and he gave her a hug.

"Great job, tonight." She said in his ear.

He thanked her while letting her go and he greeted the other Wags around him.

"Are you going out tonight?" He asked, turning his attention back to Y/N.

"I think so…are you?"

"I am if you are…" he said with a smirk. Y/N smiled but before she could say anything back to Brett, Brady ruffled her hair to get her attention. She rolled her eyes and tried her best to fix her hair.

"We're gonna head out, you want a ride?" He asked.

"I can bring her home…" Brett offered as he looked over at Y/N to get her approval.

Y/N smiled and nodded her head in agreement.

"Alright then, I'll see you guys later." Brady said as they walked off.

Brett turned back to Y/N, "you ready?"

"Yeah, let's go."

They talked a bit about the game on the drive to their apartments and as they approached Y/N's apartment she started to thank him for the ride.

"Do you want to share an Uber out tonight?" Brett asked.

"Yeah, sure."

"Cool, I'll come over around 11?"

"Sounds good, see you soon." Y/N said as she stepped out of his car and made her way inside.

~~~~~

Just a little while later, Brett found himself at Y/N's apartment again and they went out and met some of the other guys. Y/N always had fun with the guys, but she was having even more fun with Brett at her side. As the night went on and people started trickling out, Brett and Y/N decided to leave too. This time, returning to Brett's place where they spent another amazing night together.

The next morning, Y/N woke up next to a sleeping Brett. They had the morning off, so he didn't have to jet off to practice. She got up quietly and went to the bathroom to freshen up a bit before Brett woke up. When she returned, Brett was sitting up in bed looking at his phone. He looked up when he heard her come in and smiled as he put his phone down and patted the spot next to him. Y/N climbed back into bed, they cuddled a little before things got a bit heated and they went for another round.

"I'm starving." Brett exclaimed as he moved off of Y/N and laid back down on the bed.

"Do you have stuff here? I can make us breakfast…" Y/N offered.

"That would be amazing."

"Alright, then. Let's go, you're helping me this time." Y/N said getting out of bed and putting a shirt on. Brett followed in suit and they made their way to the kitchen.

After they ate, they hung out on the couch all day watching TV until Brett had to go to a team meeting.

When Y/N finally got home, she laid in bed and thought about how great life was right now.

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I Told You Not To Fall In Love With Me

So I whipped this up at work, I’m well aware that some of the timeline/storyline isn’t true to real life, but I thought it would make for a good story. Also, the reader is meant to be 22, so closer to Haydn’s age but a little older than Andrei. Enjoy!

Word Count: ~4000

"I told you not to fall in love with me…"

Those famous words. I had heard them before, I don't know why it's coming as a shock to me now. He was right, I had been warned.

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I met Haydn through Andrei. I had known Andrei for years, so when I moved to Raleigh he made a point to introduce me to everyone on the team so I could make some friends. The night I met Haydn was at a small get together at Brock McGinn's place. We didn't talk much that night but I kept sneaking glances at him and every once in a while I noticed he was sneaking one back.

Our interactions stayed like that for a while. Never talking to each other but meeting each other's gazes frequently throughout the night. I remember at one point, he was all over another girl, and mid-make out, he stared me down. I was very uncomfortable but also couldn't break his gaze. He flashed a smile before turning his attention back to the blonde.

About a week later, we finally had a real conversation. It was at brunch the morning after a wild night out. I was highly unwell, and really not even in the mood to be out of my bed, but Andrei dragged me with him.

"You look chipper this morning." I turned to see who had the audacity to say that to me, thinking it would be Brock, I was surprised to see that it was Haydn approaching me.

I flashed a smile, "I'm always chipper…"

"Even after the night you had?"

I looked at him quizzically, "and how do you know about my night?"

He let out a big laugh, "exactly my point." He said as he kept walking to the table.

I stopped at the sudden realization that he could have been a part of my blackout night. I quickened my pace to catch up to him.

"What do you mean, 'exactly'? What did I do last night?"

"You really don't remember?"

"No, the last thing I remember is taking shots with Andrei and Teuvo, I don't even remember going to the club."

"Oh boy…"

I started to grow really impatient with him especially since that dumb smirk has not left his face and he's clearly enjoying this.

"Tell me right now, Haydn."

He put his hands up in surrender. "Okay, okay, it's not as bad as you're thinking…you walked off at the club. Everyone was busy dancing and talking so no one really noticed, I saw you leave and just thought you were going to the bathroom but kept an eye on you and walked right out the door…"

My eyes widened, not really knowing where this was going, but he continued on.

"…so I obviously followed you, you're pretty quick by the way, by the time I got out the door you were down the street. I ran to catch up to you but you had stopped and started puking on the side of a building."

"Oh my god." My face was the color of a tomato and I put my face in my hands. Haydn started laughing at my embarrassment and put his hand on my back.

"It's okay, Y/N. We've all been there. And you're lucky I'm a good guy, I could have kept the night going and allowed you to embarrass yourself more, but I took you home and put you to bed."

"Wait, I thought that was Andrei…?"

"Nope, it was me."

"Oh, well thank you, I'm sorry I was such a mess."

He chuckled a bit and assured me again that it was fine. We talked a bit more throughout brunch, actually getting to know each other, it was nice. But I knew I was getting myself into something that I couldn't handle. I was already falling for him and I barely even knew him.

~~~~~~~~~

A week later, I found myself at Andrei's pregaming with some of his teammates, one of them being Haydn. I hadn't talked to him since brunch, but much to my surprise I was greeted with a hug when he walked through Andrei's door. I had already decided I was going much easier on the alcohol tonight because of last weekend's events, and the fact that Haydn would be here again.

I had just finished my first drink and went into the kitchen to grab another. Andrei and Haydn were in there talking and when I walked in, it got suspiciously quiet. I eyed them both as I opened the fridge.

"I thought you were taking it easy tonight?" Andrei asked cheekily.

"Ha ha, I am. This is only my second drink." I said glaring back at him.

"I don't know, I wouldn't mind another show tonight," Haydn said reaching past me to grab another beer for himself.

Andrei and Haydn both laughed until they saw me glaring back at them.

"I'm sorry, it's not funny…" Haydn said still trying to stifle a laugh because Andrei just kept on laughing.

I flashed a smile to let them know I was just messing, "it's okay, it's actually pretty funny. But I'm not doing that again tonight!" I exclaimed walking out of the kitchen with my beer.

A little while later, more people had shown and it seemed to be turning more into a party and that we wouldn't be going out. Which was fine with me. I like hanging out and mingling more than going to rage at the clubs. My plans to not go as hard didn't really work out in the end, although I wasn't as worse for wear as I was last weekend, I definitely had too much to drink. Much to my dismay, I have memories of it. I woke up in Andrei's spare bed, which wasn't uncommon. I spent a lot of nights there, however, there was someone next to me that looked a lot like Haydn. I groaned inwardly, and tried to be as quiet as I could to get out of bed. I made my out in the kitchen where Andrei was busy making breakfast.

He gave me a big grin when he saw me walk in which made me think he knows about his sleeping teammate in the other room.

"Please, don't speak yet." I said stopping him as he opened his mouth to say something. He laughed instead and went back to cooking.

I grabbed a mug and poured myself some coffee before sitting at the counter to watch Andrei. A few minutes had gone by before Andrei spoke up, "are you ready to be a human being now?"

I gave him a pointed look, "I guess so, why?"

"Well are you just gonna sit there and watch me or are you going to help?"

I sighed, "I suppose I can help you…" I got up and walked around to help finish. Luckily, he hadn't really said anything about Haydn, just making small talk about plans for the week and stuff like that. Once we were done, he asked me to grab plates, "make it three, so your boy can have some food too," he said winking as he stalked off to go wake him up.

I rolled my eyes, cursing myself for thinking he would let me off that easy. Just a few minutes later, a sleepy Haydn trailed Andrei into the kitchen.

"Good morning," he said to me with a smile.

"Morning," I said back while handing him a plate.

We all made small talk while we ate and we all tag teamed cleaning up. Andrei headed off down the hall leaving the two of us alone for a little.

"So, are you headed out soon?" He asked me.

"Yeah, I've got some work to do, so I'll probably head back to my place in a little bit."

"I can bring you, if you'd like." He said quietly.

"Sure, that would be nice." I said with a small smile.

A little while later we said our goodbyes to Andrei and headed on our way.

"So, how long have you known Andrei for?" Haydn asked breaking the silence in the car.

"Since we were about 5. My family moved to Russia when I was 4 and my dad worked with his dad and our families became close."

"Oh, I didn't realize you lived in Russia. Does your family still live there?"

"No, we moved back to Canada when I was like 16."

"Did you move here because of Andrei?"

"Um, I mean not really. I guess it was part of it, it was definitely a pro, but I probably would have come here anyway."

"Gotcha, you guys are really close."

"Yeah, we kept in touch after I left, but obviously it wasn't the same. We've gotten a lot closer since I came here."

"Yeah, he says you're a really good friend to have with the whole hockey thing."

"Ohh, yeah. I understand how it is, so he vents a lot to me, and I understand that he has a tough schedule."

"How come you understand it so well?"

"Oh, he didn't tell you?"

"No…tell me what?"

"Umm, Matt Martin is my brother…"

Haydn's mouth dropped, "he's your brother???"

"Half-brother, but yeah."

"How come I didn't know this???"

"I'm not sure…I'm surprised Andrei didn't say anything to anyone."

"That's crazy. But you didn't grow up with him?"

"Not really...we have the same mom, but he stayed in Canada with his dad when we moved to Russia. He would come to Russia in the summers or when he had a break or something. Even when we moved back he was playing in the NHL, so I didn't really get to see him much."

"Huh, I can't believe I never knew that."

I laughed at his amazement of the whole situation.

"He's always scared the shit out of me…"

I laughed even harder, "yeah, I mean, I won't lie and say that I've never been scared of him, but most of the time he's actually just a big teddy bear."

He laughed a little, "you've been scared of him?"

"I mean, I wouldn't say scared scared, there was the normal brother/sister fights. But I think the time I was most scared of him I was like 16? My parents were gone for a week over the summer and Matt was staying with me because I didn't have my license yet, so he was carting me around everywhere. Anyway, he told me he was going to be gone all day with some old friends, so I had a guy over…he came back earlier than planned and walked in on us. Needless to say, he was pissed, and I was scared of what he was going to do…"

"What did he do?"

"He kicked the guy out obviously, very aggressively…and then screamed at me on and off for the rest of the day…"

"Yikes…"

"Yeah, it wasn't fun, haha. But oh well."

"Yeah, so now he definitely scares the shit out of me. Maybe let's not mention last night to him??"

"Believe me, for both of our sakes, he won't know."

Just a few minutes later we pulled up to my building.

"Thank you for the ride." I said smiling at him.

"Anytime, Y/N. I had fun last night." He said flashing a smile.

I rolled my eyes playfully, "see you around."

He waved as I walked into my building, I turned around once I got in the door and saw him pulling away. I shook my head at myself, this was not going to be good.

~~~~~~

Haydn started hanging out quite a bit, mostly just to hook up, but we would get dinner together, or get take out, and hang for a bit before or after. We had talked about how we weren't going to put a label on it, and he told me time and time again that I can't fall in love with him. I always hated when he said that to me, at first, I was just annoyed because he didn't want to be exclusive and he just sounded like an asshole. But it wasn't even the not being exclusive part that bothered me so much. I was all for keeping my options open, but it was the way he treated me when we were together. He wasn't an asshole when we were together, and that made it just twice as hard. He was so sweet and kind, and that made me fall in love with him.

At first, I was able to handle it. I knew I was falling and I knew that I shouldn't be, so I tried to suppress any sort of feelings I had. But it just got harder and harder. At one point, I tried ignoring him because I knew I couldn't keep doing this to myself. However, it just ended up making things worse.

It was a Friday night, I had just gotten home from a late night at work, excited to pour myself a glass of wine and just relax and watch Netflix. I had just sat down on the couch and turned on the TV when my phone started ringing, I picked it up and saw Andrei's face on the screen, I rolled my eyes but answered his FaceTime call.

"Hey, Y/N. You coming over tonight?"

"Nope." I said raising my glass of wine and turning the camera so he could do me settled in on the couch.

"Aw, come on, why not?"

"Andrei, I had such a long day, I'm not in the mood."

"But you need to talk to Haydn…" he whined.

"And why do I need to do that?"

"He hasn't shut up all week about how he hasn't heard from you."

"That sounds like a you problem."

"Well, why haven't you talked to him all week?"

"I don't know, Andrei, I didn't know I had to."

"You have been, so why the sudden change?"

"I've just been busy, I don't see the big deal."

"I don't know, it seems like a big deal to him, maybe you should talk to him."

"Well if he's that upset about it, why doesn't he come talk to me?"

"I don't know, y/n, he's weird. He probably won't reach out, but he's driving the team crazy."

"So why should I have to reach out just because he won't? That's the whole issu---" My rant was interrupted by a knock on the door. Andrei and I looked at each other through the screen with wonder in our eyes. I got up to go see who it was. I sighed when I opened the door and saw who was there.

"Speak of the devil…I gotta go, Andrei. I'll talk to you later." I hung up after he said goodbye and I let Haydn in.

"Devil, huh? You were talking about me?" He asked as we sat down on my couch.

"Yeah, he was telling me how you're driving the team nuts because you won't shut up about how I haven't talked to you all week…"

He blushed a bit and looked in his lap, "yeah…I'm sorry, it's just…I, I guess I didn't realize how much we actually talk every day, and you calm me down after a stressful day, and it's been an awful week not having you there to talk to."

"I'm sorry, I've just been really busy…" I had debated telling him why I was ignoring him, but his sincerity and just how sad he looked made me feel too bad to do it, and just like that, I was sucked back in. We spent the night together cuddling on the couch watching romcoms.

The next morning when I woke up to an empty bed, my stomach sank. I knew he had gotten up for morning skate, but just the thought I was sucked right back in was enough to ruin my mood for the day.

Andrei's family was in town for the game this weekend, so I had been planning on going to the game to see them. I sat with his parents, and it was nice to catch up with them because I hadn't seen them in a few years. I went down to the locker rooms with them after the game. We were meeting Andrei and then going to go to dinner. I wasn't really sure what would happen if I saw Haydn. I hadn't been to many games because of my work schedule, so I wasn't sure what would happen, especially since I had heard that he invites girls to games sometimes. I tried to prepare myself for the worst, and was assuming every girl I didn't recognize was there for Haydn.

I had become distracted when Andrei came out and we were chatting with a few of his teammates. However, I looked over and saw the tail end of Haydn hugging some girl and then kissing her before taking her hand and guiding her out of the arena. My face fell immediately and Andrei noticed, he put his arm around me and squeezed my shoulder. I looked up at him and he gave me a sad smile. I smiled back to try and make it seem like I was fine, but he knew I wasn't. He interrupted the conversation so we could get going. I tried to have a good time at dinner, but just couldn't stop thinking about Haydn and that girl. Andrei took me back to my place and insisted on staying in with me.

"No, it's okay, go out with the team. I'm fine."

"Y/N, I know you're not fine."

"Andrei, it's okay, really."

He looked at me with sad eyes, "I'm not leaving."

I sighed. "fine, but I really don't want to talk about it."

"Okay." He said and led me to the couch where we watched movies all night. I tried not to think of Haydn's whereabouts with that girl or what they were doing but it was really hard not to. Usually I don't see the girls he hangs out with, but now that I've seen a face, I can't get it out of my head.

The next night I got a text from Haydn.

Hey babe, you wanna come over tonight?

I knew that I shouldn't go over. If I had any self-respect, I wouldn't. But I just couldn't help it.

Sure, I'll be over in a little bit.

Our night was pretty normal, although I was definitely a bit detached and I think he could tell. There was a little tension at the beginning but as always, once we made it to the bedroom everything sorted out. I left late in the night after not having been able to sleep. My thoughts were keeping me up and I knew that I couldn't keep doing this.

I decided to try and wean off of him again. I would go a few days without talking to him or seeing him. It seemed to be working, each time I'd go a little longer without reaching out. They had a long road trip coming up and I thought it was the perfect opportunity to really break things off. He had wanted to hang out the night before they left but I made up some excuse. I tried to keep the texting to a minimum throughout the week they were gone and I thought I had been successful when they got back and I hadn't heard from him in a few days.

After the last time I tried ignoring him, I figured he'd put up more of a fight, but maybe he'd found some other girl to replace me with.

It was hard thinking about, and it was hard not talking to him, but I was starting to move on with my life.

I was starting to feel better about everything until one night I heard a knock on my door. It had been a week since they had been back and a week since we had last spoken. I opened the door and Haydn was standing there with Chinese takeout in his hands. He had a sheepish look on his face and asked if he could come in. I stepped to the side so he could get past me, he started walking to the kitchen as I closed the door. I took my time following him and by the time I had gotten the kitchen he had plates out and was almost done setting up the food. We ate in silence, and it was beginning to annoy me. Did he just think he could come and act like everything was fine? We haven't really spoken in almost two weeks, is he really that thick in the head that he thinks nothing is wrong? My actions seemed to have gotten caught up with my thoughts and the wine that I was pouring into my glass started overflowing. I was torn from thoughts by Haydn's voice.

"Y/N, stop!" He said taking the bottle of wine out of my hand and getting up to grab towels.

"Oh, shit. Sorry, I wasn't paying attention."

I got up to help him clean it up but he stopped me, "don't worry about it, I got it." He finished cleaning it up and sat back down.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

I nodded and kept eating.

"You can talk to me you know…"

"Yeah, I know."

"Is there a reason you haven't been talking to me?"

"I don't really want to get into it now."

"What do you mean?"

"I don't want to talk about it right now, Haydn."

"I'm sorry you don't want to talk about it, but I have a right to know."

"Okay, fine. I haven't been talking to you because I can't do this anymore. When we hang out, when we FaceTime, when you call me after a bad game, or call me after a good game, it all just makes me fall in love with you even more. I'm in love with you Haydn. And I know you don't feel the same. You tell me time and time again not to fall in love with you. But I can't help it. So I can't see you anymore, I can't talk to you." I had tears streaming down my face at this point, I was looking down because I didn't want to see his reaction.

"I told you not to fall in love with me."

I rolled my eyes, not surprised at his insincerity, I wiped my tears and started to get up, but he grabbed my hand to pull me back down.

"I told you not to fall in love with me because of who I am. I knew that I couldn't give you the love that you deserve. I was trying to protect you, now I'm realizing that I only hurt you more. It kills me that I'm the source of your hurt, and I'm an idiot. I'm an idiot to think that I was ever protecting your heart. But now, I want to. I want to really protect your heart. I want you to fall in love with me because I want to fall in love with you…I am in love with you."

My tears started rolling again and I didn't know what to say. Obviously, this is what I wanted all along but how could I trust he won't break my heart again? I think he could sense my hesitancy…he wiped my tears and we sat in silence for a moment longer.

"I know it might be hard for you to trust me, but we can take it slow, start over. I'll prove to you that I love you and only you. Please, y/n." He took my chin in his hand and I looked into his eyes. He looked sincere, he looked fragile, as if I were to say no he would break into a thousand tiny pieces.

"Okay," I said softly. He smiled and kissed me as passionately as I had ever been kissed before.

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Unbelievable

Warnings: some swearing and mentions of sex

Word count: 3000

Alex and I have a complicated relationship…we've known each other a long time. Our parents were friends when the Nylander's lived in DC, and because of that, we spent a lot of time together. After the Nylander's moved on from DC, we would see them a few times a year. Once Alex and I got older our relationship matured as well. We never dated because of the distance but whenever we got to see each other we had lots of fun together…

When I graduated high school, I moved to Chicago and attended Northwestern University. Alex and I kept in touch, when he played in Chicago we usually met up, and of course, over the summer we usually saw each other a few times. After graduation, I got a job and stayed in the city. I remember being at work and getting a call from Alex, which was kind of unusual. It was over the summer, and because I stayed in Chicago, we hadn't seen each other yet. I let the call go to voicemail and not a minute later I received a text from him,

hey, call me when you can.

That kind of text made me nervous coming from him, so I decided to text him back,

I'm at work, and I’ll call you when I get a break. Is everything okay?

I put my phone back down and went back to work while I waited for a response. A few minutes later, my phone buzzed and I picked it up to look at it.

Yes, just have some really exciting news XXX.

I rolled my eyes at his use of "kisses," most likely intentionally using three x's for its sexual meaning. Now he has me curious, but I tried my best to push him out of my mind so I could get work done undistracted.

Unfortunately, I didn't end up getting a chance to call Alex during the day, but when I got out, it was the first thing I did. It rang a few times before he picked up.

"Hey, babe." He said picking up the phone.

"Hi, Alex. So what's your exciting news?" I asked impatiently.

"Ah, always so impatient…" He teased.

"Alex, seriously, it's been killing me all day."

He chuckled before finally telling me the news, "I got traded to the Blackhawks."

"Oh, shit! That's awesome!!" I said excitedly. Although, I'm not exactly sure why he's so excited to tell me. Alex's reputation with women is no secret, and I'm sure he'll continue when he moves to a new city.

"I'm moving there at the beginning of August, but I'm coming in a few days to see the city. I'd love to see you."

"Yeah, of course, work has been busy this week, but just let me know when you have some free time."

"I will. See you soon, babe."

"Bye, Alex." I said and hung up. I sighed as I put my phone in my pocket and continued my walk home.

~~~~~

August approached very quickly. Seeing Alex when he came to visit was nice, but I started wondering what it would mean for our relationship. Would we hang more? Would we hang out less? Would it be hard to see him with other girls? Don't get me wrong, I knew what our arrangement consisted of, I definitely hung out with other guys too, we just have never been in close proximity since we were kids. To make matters worse, or better I guess, he was living with a teammate whose apartment was a five minute walk from mine.

Alex reached out the day he got here. I went over and helped him unpack some stuff and then we went and got dinner. He came over a little bit after, but figured he should probably stay with his teammate his first night here.

We didn't see each other much during training camp because he was so busy, but once or twice a week he would make time to come over. As the season officially started, he was coming over a few times a week, but not usually the weekends because I only assumed he was taking girls home he met out the clubs. That was the thing about us, I was never invited out, never invited to team stuff, which was fine, we aren't dating, but we are friends. We go to dinner sometimes but usually we just order in and have sex.

This arrangement went on for a few months before some things started to change. When Alex had first gotten here we had talked about what our relationship was. He had decided we were just "having fun." I was fine with that, I liked having my options open and would be lying if I said I was ready for a relationship.

However, one night, in mid-November, Alex had texted me asking if he could come over. His phrasing was different from his usual 'hang tonight?', so I was a little worried about what he wanted. When he got to my place, he was acting a little awkward. It took a while for him to finally spit out what he wanted. We were eating at the time and I almost did a spit take in response to his question.

"So, um, I need a favor." He asked softly.

"What kind of favor?"

"I need a date to a team event."

This was where I did my spit take. "I'm sorry, what?"

He looked taken aback at my response. He was at a loss for words so I kept going. "For months, you keep me away from all of that stuff, and now you want me to go because you can't find another date?"

"Oh come on, Y/N. It's not like that…I just, please. I need a date. You have to come."

"No way, you're the one who labeled this as 'just fun'. I don't have to do anything."

"But we're friends too. Please, Y/N. I'd really appreciate it."

"Why do you need a date anyway? I'm sure people go solo."

"Yeah, but it looks better."

I rolled my eyes. "Fine, but you owe me."

He smiled big and gave me a big hug and kiss. We finished eating and moved to the living room to watch some TV.

I was lost in my thoughts, this is the kind of stuff that I really wanted to avoid. Even though I'm okay with how our relationship is now, I'm worried about treading into those waters because I feel like I already have underlying feelings that I have been able to push deep down and I'm worried they will start to come up. I was interrupted from my thoughts by Alex waving a hand in front of my face.

"Hey, spacey, you there?"

"Yeah, sorry," I said coming back to reality.

"I think I'm gonna head out, thanks for dinner."

"Alright, I'll see you later."

I'm glad he left, I really wasn't in the mood to do anything, especially with him.

~~~~~

A few weeks went by, I went to the event with Alex and it wasn't as bad as I thought. He introduced me to everyone as an old family friend. I decided I was okay with that because hopefully it would help suppress feelings. I mostly just stayed by Alex's side that night, making conversation with some of the WAGs when the opportunity arose. A few of them pressed about the status of our "friendship." But luckily I was able to convince them we truly were just friends, which is what we are.

One Saturday night, I went out with a few friends from work. Unfortunately, they picked a club that the Blackhawks frequent. I was hoping since they lost their game that night, they wouldn't go out, but I knew that was wishful thinking. I was 4 vodka sodas deep, trying forget the stressful week at work. I had met a guy at the bar that had been occupying my time on the dance floor. We had been making out on and off and when he let go of my lips for a brief second I looked over and saw Alex staring us down. He looked angry, and that made me mad. I knew the look in his eyes, he was going to come over and interrupt us. Just a few minutes later, we were making out again, and I felt a hand grab my arm and pull me away. Sure enough, it was Alex.

"What the hell, man?" The guy said to Alex.

Alex ignored him and continued pulling me away. He walked us to a quieter corner by the bathrooms.

"What the hell, Alex. What are you doing?"

"You don't need to be dancing with him like that." He said with a dark look in his eyes.

"Oh really, and why not?"

"You don't know him, and he was looking at you funny."

"So what if I don't know him? You go home with random girls all the time." I said before walking away, however, I was stopped once again, by Alex grabbing my arm and pulling me back to him.

"That's different, I just don't want you dancing with him."

"I can do whatever I want, Alex. We're not dating." I said trying to shrug my arm out of his grip, but it only tightened. "Let me go."

"No."

"Alex."

"Y/N."

"What do you want from me?"

"I want you to not dance with that guy."

"Not gonna happen."

"Then I'm not gonna let go of your arm."

"You're being ridiculous."

Before he had time to retort, his teammate Kirby had come over.

"What's going on over here?"

We both looked over at him and I was able to get the first word in. "Nothing, I'm going home." I said finally being able to release myself from his grip. I stalked off to find my friends and tell them I was going home. I walked out front to wait outside for my Uber and I could feel the presence of the annoying blonde I had just escaped near me. I looked over to see him escorting a girl out the door and get into an Uber.

"Unbelievable," I muttered under my breath as I got into my Uber and went back to my apartment.

It had been a few days since our encounter in the club and I hadn't heard from him. I wasn't really surprised but I guess part of me was hoping he would reach out and apologize. That part of me never got the satisfaction because it took four weeks to finally hear from him.

A guy from work, Wyatt, asked me on a date, it went well. Although we were trying to take things slow, we were texting quite a bit and hanging out a lot, and I was starting too really like him. I was realizing that Alex had been holding me back in that department. When he was around, I wasn't allowing myself to explore relationships.

I'm not sure how Alex caught wind of my new friend, but I was sure to find out when he came banging on my door. It startled me, but when I looked through the peephole to see an upset Alex standing outside my door, I got angry.

I opened the door and he pushed right through me and started pacing around the apartment.

"What is your issue?" I asked.

"My issue? How come I have to find out you have a boyfriend through your friends?"

"Excuse me, what? 1. Why were you talking to my friends? 2. I don’t have a boyfriend, and 3. Why does it matter to you if I did? You haven't spoken to me in 4 weeks."

He didn't respond to me, instead got redder in the face when my phone dinged and he saw it was from Wyatt. My eyes widened when Alex grabbed my phone and started to unlock it. I went to grab it out of his hands but he stepped back and put it up higher in the air.

"Alex, give me phone back!"

He started down the hallway and I quickly followed, trying to grab for my phone. He picked up the pace and darted into my room. I tried to push on the door but he was too strong for me. The door latched and I heard the lock.

I started banging on the door, "Alex, stop! Open the door." I heard nothing so I kept banging. "Please, Alex. I really like him, don't mess this up for me."

A few seconds later, the door swung open and he handed my phone back with a triumphant look on his face.

My face fell when I saw the text that Alex has just sent to Wyatt. Hey, I'm so sorry but I can't keep talking to you, it’s just not the right time for me to start a relationship.

I looked up at Alex and couldn't stop a tear from falling.

"Why would you do that? You had no right to do that." I said with the tears starting to roll.

He looked guilty and at a loss for words.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know it would make you this upset."

"Get out," I said pointing at the door.

"Y/N, come on. I didn't think tha--"

"Stop. You don't get to barge in here, not after ignoring me for four weeks because of what you did at the club. You don't get to decide who I talk to, or hang out with. You made that very clear when you said we were just having fun, and you only reach out when you want to have sex."

He looked at me with sad eyes, wheels turning in his head as he's trying to figure out what to say. He opened and closed him mouth a few times before speaking up, "I'm sorry, y/n/n, I, I just, I guess, I don't know what to say."

"And yet you're still here." I looked between him and the door and after what seemed like hours, he nodded and walked towards the door. He turned the handle and paused looking back at me. I looked away and he walked out the door. The tears streamed down my face as I watched the door close. I went to my bedroom and cried myself to sleep.

Alex tried reaching out a few times in the week after that but I didn't respond to him. I had smoothed things over with Wyatt at work but figured maybe it wasn't a good time to explore a new relationship with all of this Alex garbage going on.

About two weeks after our fight, I heard a knock on the door. I looked through the peephole and saw Alex with take out in hand. I contemplated whether or not I was going to open the door.

"I see your shadow…" he called out. I sighed and opened the door.

"What?"

"Will you please talk to me, I brought Chinese," he said holding up the bags of food.

I stepped aside and let him walk by me. He walked to the kitchen and put the bags down and grabbed plates from the cabinet. He fixed us both a plate and brought them to the counter where we sat down and ate in silence. Once we were both finished he took our plates and put them in the sink. He came back over and sat down. We sat in silence for a little bit longer before he spoke up.

"I'm sorry, Y/N. I really am. I shouldn't have come over here and done that. Not after how I have been treating you. You're right, I had no right to do that." He paused to look at me, I looked down to my lap because I didn't know what to say, so he kept going. "I don't want you to be with other guys, it's selfish, I know. But I can't stand the thought of someone else getting to spend time with you. I never have been able to, that's why I kept you so separate. I didn't want to have to see or hear about you with other guys. I'm realizing now that that was unfair to you."

At this point, tears were rolling and I couldn't stop them. He has stopped what he was saying and wiped away some of tears. I didn't protest but I also wasn't sure what to think of all this. I think he sensed my hesitation and wrapped his arms around me in a tight hug. We stayed like that for a few minutes. "I'm not letting you go and we both know you don't want me to either."

I relaxed in his arms after he said that. He was rubbing circles in my back.

We had stayed like that for a while before I pulled away and wiped my face

"So, what does this all mean?" I asked.

"I guess we need to figure that out. I want you in my life, y/n/n. I can't imagine my life without. I truly am sorry that I have treated you so poorly. I want to make things right and I want this to work."

"What do you mean, you want this to work? You want what to work?"

"Us, I want you to be mine and I will be yours. I'm realizing it's what I have wanted for a long time, I'm just sorry it's taken me being a dick to realize…"

I looked into his eyes and could tell he meant everything that he was saying.

"So, what do you say? Can we do this?" he asked with a hopeful look in his eyes.

I smiled, "yeah, let's do this."

He smiled and wrapped me in a hug. We went to bed and just cuddled up with each other. I could hear his soft snores as drifted off to sleep, I smiled knowing I'd wake up and he'd be there, and we were finally happy together.

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patagucci34 · 6 years ago

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Masterlist

Auston Matthews

Dreams Do Come True: Part 1, Part 2 ***, Part 3 ***

Mackenzie Blackwood

Apologies

Alex Nylander

Unbelievable

Haydn Fleury

I told you not to fall in love with me

Brett Howden

Chicken

Jake Virtanen

Games ***

Tyson Jost

Partners for Life

Vince Dunn

Be Together?

Matthew Tkachuk

I hate you I love you ***

Nolan Patrick

All Three

*** = smut

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Apologies

Based on the song Apologies by Grace Potter

warnings- some swearing

Yesterday he said my eyes were fading fast away, I said well what do you expect, you asked me not to stay

I had just gotten out of the shower when I heard the door click, which meant Mac was here, so I braced myself for the conversation to come. Lately, all we had been doing is fighting. I heard a soft knock on my door and he pushed the door open and sat on the bed. He watched as I got dressed, not saying a word. I looked at him expectantly and he sighed.

“what are we doing?” he finally said.

“what do you mean…”

“oh, come on, Y/N. Don’t give me that...”

“no, what do you mean, Mac? What kind of question is that?”

“you know exactly what I mean.”

“well please, enlighten me.”

“You never seem happy to see me or be around me.”

“well, that’s hard to do when you don’t want me around.”

“what the hell is that supposed to mean?”

“You keep asking me to leave! When was the last time we spent the night together?”

“I didn’t think you wanted to stay, you barely say two words when we’re together.”

“because you don’t engage with me! You’re too busy playing NHL with the guys, or working out, or sleeping. You don’t make time for me anymore.”

“I’m sorry, Y/n/N, I’m busy, it’s the middle of the season, you know that.”

“I do know that, but we’ve made it work in the past, it’s never been like this before.”

“I don’t know what to tell you, Y/N.”

“and what is that supposed to mean? God, Mac, just come out and say it.”

“say what?”

“just say that you don’t want to fucking be with me anymore!”

“what the fuck? When did I ever say that??”

“You haven’t, that’s the point. You’re acting like that is what you want, so I want you to say it out loud, stop stringing me along.”

“that’s not what I want.”

“well then what do you want, Mac?”

Mac let out a sigh of defeat, “I don’t know, Y/n/N…”

“I’m sorry that you’re unsure, Mac, but I can’t wait around forever…”

“I know, I’m sorry.”

We sat in silence for what felt like hours. I wasn’t really sure what to do because it didn’t seem like Mac was leaving anytime soon. After a few more minutes Mac turned to look at me. I looked at him expectantly.

“I’m sorry, Y/N. I’m sorry I’ve been shitty. I’ve been projecting my stress and frustrations on you, and I really am sorry. Can we try to go back to how things used to be?”

“I would love nothing more, Mac.”

“good. I love you,”

“I love you too, Mac.”

We laid in bed together for a little bit longer before Mac suggested getting some food. We ordered Chinese takeout and just hung out for the rest of the night.

When it got a little too hot in there, he was always stepping out for air, and he froze.

Things had started to get better. We were communicating more, hanging out more, but that only seemed to last a few weeks. It seemed like as soon as we were in a good place, he started to fade away again.

He was on his way back from a week-long road trip. I wanted to talk to him again, but I knew he would be tired so I decided to wait until the next day. But to my surprise, I received a text from Mac when they landed. I know it’s late, but can you meet me at my place? We just landed, I’ll be there in 30 minutes. I replied back yes and that I would see him soon.

I made my way to his apartment, he wasn’t there yet so I made myself cozy on the couch. A few minutes later, he walked through the door. He gave me a small smile which I reciprocated.

“I’m just gonna change, you wanna come to my room?”

I nodded and followed him down the hall.

I hopped on his bed and was hit the familiarity of the conversation we had a few weeks before.

Once he had more comfortable clothes on, Mac sank down next to me.

“what’s up?” I asked.

Mac was quiet for another minute before speaking up, “I don’t know, Y/n/N. I’m really struggling.”

“struggling with what?”

“this…us.”

“well, what about us…”

“I guess just looking back on our relationship, I can see how unfair I have been to you. I see now that I am distant most of the time, I only really use you when I’m stressed and need to vent, or when I need something. And I’ve been trying to change that, I really have, but I just keep going back to those ways and I just, I want you to be happy…and I’m realizing that I can’t do that for you, I’m not making you happy.”

It took all my might not to cry, I know this is what I have been wanting from him, for him to admit to himself and to me that this isn’t working but it still hurts like a bitch to hear. I think he could tell I was trying not to cry because he grabbed my hand.

“Y/N, you are honestly the best thing that has happened to me. I wish I could be the best thing that has happened to you, but I can’t right now. I want to say in a year or two I could be but I know it’s unfair of me to ask you to wait.”

At this point I couldn’t hold back the tears, he let go of my hand and hugged me instead. I wanted to pull away but I couldn’t bring myself to let go, this would be the last time I got to be in his arms like this.

After a few minutes, I pulled away and stood up to go. “I appreciate you being honest with me, Mac. I’m sorry the timing isn’t right either…” I turned and walked out the door not leaving time for a response.

Yesterday he looked at me, with a tear in his eye and said, I’ll always tell you you’re my friend, I hope I don’t have to lie

Cause it’s clear you love another man, I said you’re damn right

It had been a little over a year since Mac and I broke up, I still saw him around quite a bit so we remained friends.

I met a guy at work and we had been seeing each other for a little while. Things were going really well with him and we started to become more serious. I brought him to a party to meet some of my friends. I was introducing him to one of my friends in the kitchen and I groaned inwardly when I saw Mac. We made eye contact and then looked away quickly. I felt a little guilty, I know I shouldn’t but I did feel bad that a lot of the people were his friends too and I might be stepping on some territory. We kept catching each other’s gazes throughout the night, he looked a little sad, and then I really felt guilty.

A little bit later in the night, I was getting another drink and I turned around to see Mac walking towards me. We were the only ones in the kitchen so it was a little awkward.

“Hey, Y/n/N.,” he said softly.

“Hi, Mac.”

“So, who is that guy?”

“Um, his name is Connor, I met him at work.”

“Oh, nice. It seems like you really like him…”

“Yeah, he’s really great,” I said awkwardly.

“so, are you guys serious?”

“I don’t know, Mac, maybe, it hasn’t been that long.”

“Okay, well, I just hope you’re happy.”

“I am,”

He smiled at me but I could tell there was some hurt in there too, he started to turn around to leave.

“wait, Mac?”

He turned around and looked hopeful.

“I hope that you’re happy too, you deserve to be.”

“I’m trying to be,” he said before turning around and walking away.

That stung a bit, I didn’t realize how much he was hurting and all I wanted to do was go comfort him.

I was interrupted by Connor coming up to me and kissing my cheek.

“Hey, babe, you ready to get out of here?”

I nodded and followed him through the crowd, I caught Mac’s gaze as we walked to the door, I gave him a small smile and waved goodbye. He returned the smile but his eyes still looked sad. I told myself this was all for the best and walked out the door.

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patagucci34 · 6 years ago

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Dreams do come true, part 3

Here is part 3!!

I am going to start using names for friends and stuff because it might start getting confusing. Just an FYI, Y/BF/N from previous chapters will be April.

Warnings: smut

Enjoy :)

Y/N’s POV

It had been a few months since Auston had been to Vermont. I couldn’t wait to see him again. I had just landed in Toronto to spend a week with him over my Christmas break. They had a week of home games so we figured that would be the best time, and we would get to spend a week together because I was on my break. We worked it out so my flight landed when he was able to pick me up from the airport and bring me back to his place. I was a little worried about what I would do with my time while he was at practice or training during the day, also about meeting all of the wives and girlfriends, and his family would be there for the very end of the week. But, I would cross those bridges when I get there so I tried not to think about it that much.

I was waiting for my luggage and starting to get anxious…not sure if it was because I was worried my luggage was lost or because it was hitting me that I would be seeing Auston soon. I received a text from Auston saying that he was waiting by the Tim Hortons and couldn’t wait to see me, that eased my nerves a little bit, but I was still worried about my bags. Eventually, my bag came out and I made the trek through customs. After what seemed like hours later I was walking through the terminal to find Auston. It didn’t take me long to find him and my nerves disappeared as soon as he laid eyes on me. I picked up the pace a bit and dropped my bags as he embraced me in a hug.

“How was the flight?” He asked as we let go.

“It was fine…I really hate flying…but it wasn’t bad I guess.”

“You don’t like flying?” He asked.

I looked down a little, feeling a bit embarrassed, “no…I’m kind of scared to fly.”

“What?! How come you never told me?”

“I don’t know, it’s not the biggest deal. It doesn’t stop me from flying, I just don’t like it very much.”

Auston gave me a smirk, “that’s so cute!!” He said bringing me in for another hug

“Hahaha, shut up,” I said reciprocating the smirk.

“Okay, okay, I’m sorry. Let’s get out of here.” He said grabbing my suitcase and leading me to his car.

We made the drive to his apartment so that I could drop my stuff off and change. He had a game tonight so he had to get the rink, he asked if I wanted to go then or if I wanted to go a little bit closer to game time and he would leave a ticket for me at will call. I decided to go with him just because I had no idea where I was going or what I was doing.

When we got to the rink he gave me a quick tour and then showed me to the family box where I could hang out until the game started. He got me a seat by the glass where I would be sitting with Steph and a couple of the other girlfriends. I was super nervous to sit with them. I had talked with Steph over Facetime while talking to Auston, but I had never met her in real life. I hate to agree with the “they have a type” stereotype, but all of the WAGS are gorgeous, and I didn’t want to feel out of place. Not to mention the fact that Auston and I aren’t technically dating.

I tried to stop thinking about it by pulling out of my phone and checking social media. I noticed there were already pictures of Auston and me together. He did warn me that hockey is huge in Toronto and people are super invested in the players so there might be a lot of people taking pictures and saying hi. I just thought he meant that people would be asking him for pictures. They weren’t terrible pictures, they were mostly us walking into Scotiabank. I just knew that this was going to cause a lot of stir and I didn’t want Auston to have to deal with that. I scrolled through some of the comments and most of them were just asking about who I was, but some of them were pretty mean. I tried not to let it get to me because I know people are just like that and there’s not anything I could do, but it still hurt my feelings to see people saying that I was ugly, fat, and not good enough for Auston. They were even criticizing my outfit, which might I say, I thought was super cute. I had Auston’s blue Leaf’s sweatshirt under a distressed jean jacket with black skinny jeans, white Yeezy’s and a Leaf’s baseball cap. I was starting to wonder if I was in over my head. Here I was sitting in the VIP box in Scotiabank Arena waiting to watch my friend with benefits play in his NHL game. Two years ago, I would have killed to be here. Now, I’m just not so sure I’m cut out of for this. I was about to call Y/BF/N when I heard the door open to the box, I turned and saw that it was Steph. A little wave of relief came over me knowing that she was here now, but I still felt a little awkward because we had never met in person.

She came right up to me and embraced me in a hug. I smiled at her kindness and was hoping it wouldn’t be as bad as I thought.

“I’m so excited that you’re here!! Auston has not stopped talking about you coming for the past month.” She said with a huge smile on her face.

“I’m excited to be here too! I’m excited to see them play live.” I responded.

“It’s great, and we have good seats by the glass which is always fun. Have you been here since Auston came earlier?”

“Yeah, I’ve just been hanging out up here, I didn’t want to risk getting lost and being late for the game coming here on my own, so I decided to come with Auston.”

“That’s probably a good call, it can be kind of tricky navigating around here,” she said before asking, “do you want to go get a drink?”

Now she’s speaking my kind of language… “yes please!”

We made our way to the bar making some small talk about my flight. After we got our drinks we made our way back to the lounge and sat down.

“So, give me the deets on you and Auston.” She said with a big smile.

“Haha, I’m not sure there are really any deets to tell…I’m surprised you don’t know, from what I’ve heard Mitch has kind of a big mouth…” I said with a smirk.

Steph laughed a bit, “you’re not wrong about that one…all I’ve heard is that you guys talk all the time and hooked up when he visited it before training camp.”

“Then you know just as much as I do,” I said laughing a bit.

“All I have to say is that Auston has never been like this about a girl…”

“What do you mean ‘like this?’” I inquired.

“I mean…he doesn’t stop talking about you, he’s been glued to his phone waiting for you text him or call him, and believe it or not, he hasn’t been going home with girls as much as he usually does…”

“Wait he doesn’t?”

“Not really, I don’t remember the last time he took someone home with him…do you sleep with other guys?”

“I mean not really, I did sleep with this one guy a couple of months ago, but it was kind of drunken mistake. When Auston visited we talked about what we were and we both decided that we were fine just being friends with benefits, which I actually am fine with, I just don’t really have the urge to sleep with anyone else.”

“I think he’s feeling the same way, but don’t say anything to him, he should probably talk to you about this himself.” She said with a small smile.

We sat in silence for a few moments when more people came in. There was a pack of blondes that walked over to us. Steph introduced me to everyone, and I made some small talk with them for a little bit before the game started. Right before Steph and I made our way down to our seats, Christina came in with her boys. She immediately recognized who I was, I’m assuming now that Auston had shown her pictures, and I got a similar welcome to what Steph gave me. She gave me a huge hug and said how glad she was to finally meet me. I let her know the same before Steph dragged me behind her to make our way to our seats.

We were down there for about five minutes before the Leaf’s came out for warm-ups. I couldn’t help but smile seeing Auston on the ice. He just looked so at peace, even before a big game. A few minutes into warm-ups he skated by giving me a wave and wink. I blushed a bit and waved back. He came back again a few minutes later and mouthed “you look cute as fuck.” I blushed more and that eased my worries about the comments a little bit.

At the end of the second period, it was tied 2-2 and the game was getting a bit rough. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t love a good fight, but I was a little worried about Auston getting hurt, and I was hoping for a good outcome, I know how Auston gets after a loss and I wanted to have a good time tonight.

Luckily, Auston scored in the last 2 minutes, getting them the win. Steph and I both cheered before we made our way down the tunnel to the locker room.

We chatted with the other WAGs a bit waiting for them to be done with interviews.

A few minutes later, Auston emerged from the locker room. He still had most of his gear on, he had just taken off his jersey and his shoulder pads. He was super sweaty, but honestly, he looked as hot as fuck. I could not wait to get him into bed. He smiled when he saw me and gave me a hug and kissed my forehead.

“Good game, Aus,” I said smiling.

“Thanks, it was really nice to have you in the stands.” He said softly.

“It was nice being in the stands…” I said before lowering my voice a little bit, “but um, do you think you could speed up a bit? That game winner was kind of a turn on…”

“You got it, babe,” he said before laughing and squeezing my ass as he jogged off to get changed.

Once he came out again, he grabbed my hand and we hurried to his car. We made out a bit in his car before deciding going back to his place was probably better.

As soon as he opened the door and dropped his bag he picked me up and brought me to the bedroom. He let me down on the bed and started taking my clothes off.

“You know…this is kind of a signature Auston look…” He said commenting on how similar I dressed to him.

“That’s what I was going for…” I said kissing him to shut him up.

I was down to my panties yet he was still fully dressed. I stopped what we were doing and started undressing him. I went for his pants as he started unbuttoning his shirt. I took his boxers off and started sucking his dick. I had been waiting to taste him for so long, I went to town. He stopped me after a few minutes and we moved to the bed. I laid on my back and he immediately went down on me. I forgot how good his tongue felt inside of me, the way he sucks on my clit... “Mmmm, Aus. I need to you fuck me right now,” I managed to moan out.

“Anything for you, baby.” He climbed over me and start to fuck me, he started off slowly, kissing me with every thrust. He gradually picked up the pace, before full speed he turned me over and started fucking me from behind.

“Mmmm, fuck Aus, I’m gonna cum,”

“I’m so close, baby,” he replied giving my ass a slap.

A few minutes later we were laying side by side catching our breath. “I missed that so much,” Auston spoke up first.

“I’ve thought about going to bed with you every day…” I responded looking over at him.

“I wish you could…”

“I wish I could too Aus, but I just still don’t know what is happening next year.”

“I know, I know, I just really like being with you.”

“I like being with you too, but I like what we have going.”

“Me too,” he said with a small smile.

“You should get to bed, you have practice in the morning.”

He gave me a kiss and turned off the light and we went to bed.

I woke up the next morning alone in bed. Auston had left me a note saying that he’d be back around 11am, and to help myself to whatever food for breakfast. I laid in bed a bit longer and then decided to get up. I made myself some eggs and watched TV for a little bit before going to take a shower.

When I got out of the shower it was about 10:30, Auston would be back soon, so I got dressed, cleaned up the kitchen and went back to watching Netflix. I had texted Wyatt last week letting him know I was going to be in Toronto and would like to catch up. Wyatt was a friend from undergrad who lives in the area. Since Auston would be gone the whole next day I figured that would be a good time to meet up with Wyatt. I decided to text him and see what he was doing.

Hey, Wyatt!! I’m in Toronto!

Y/N!! I was wondering if you were going to text me…so far so good?

Yeah, this city is beautiful!

Yeah, it’s pretty nice, do you still have time to grab a bite to eat? I was hoping you had some time tomorrow, Auston has to be at the rink all day so I have to entertain myself.

Yeah, I’m free all day, we could get lunch?

That works, can’t wait. :)

Great, I’ll text you tomorrow.

As soon as I read his text, Auston walked through the door. I smiled as he set his bag down and made his way over to me.

“How was practice?” I asked.

“It was good, tiring.”

“Are you hungry?”

“Starving…do you want to go out?”

“Whatever you want.”

“Yeah, I don’t feel like cooking, give me 10 to change?”

“Of course!” I said with a smile. He pecked my lips before heading off to change.

He emerged a few minutes later and we headed out to a nice Mexican restaurant for lunch.

We made some small talk before he brought up what I could do the next day while he was at the rink.

“Actually, I have a friend, I think I’ve mentioned him before…but I think we are going to lunch.”

“Ohh, yeah. I do remember you mentioning him. He lives in Toronto?”

“Yeah, he goes to medical school here.”

“Is he from the states?” “No, he’s from a place about an hour from here, but he played at CU.”

“Ohh, that’s right.”

I was trying to read Auston, I couldn’t tell if he was bothered by it or not. Wyatt and I were kind of friends with benefits throughout our four years, but that was it, we don’t really talk so much anymore, but I haven’t told Auston that we did hook up. I feel like I should because it was don’t want to shady, but there isn’t anything to worry about so I don’t want to make him upset.

“…is that okay?” I asked.

“Of course, I’m glad you have something to do tomorrow.” He responded pointedly.

“You seem kind of upset about it…”

“I’m not, I just wasn’t expecting you to hang out with another guy I guess…”

“We’re just friends, Aus. We haven’t even really talked much since we graduated, I just thought it would be nice to catch up and I wouldn’t have to sit in your apartment all day.”

“Did you ever sleep with him?” He asked.

“We did have sex, but it never became anything more, we were just friends with benefits.”

“Is he going to want to sleep with you?”

“I don’t know, maybe, but I’m not going to.”

“Why not?”

“Because, I’m here with you, and I don’t want or need to sleep with him.”

“So, you just want to have lunch with him for something to do tomorrow?”

“I mean yeah, but besides the sex, we were really good friends, and I miss him, and I’d like to catch up.”

He looked at me kind of quizzically.

“If you don’t want me to, I won’t go.”

“No, no, it’s fine, really.”

“Really?” I asked incredulously.

“Really. I want you to catch up and have a good time. You should ask him to go to the game too.”

“Seriously?”

“Yeah, and you can invite him to go out with us after.”

I eyed him curiously, he laughed a little and reassured me he was fine with it.

“Okay then…”

Our food had come, which I was thankful for because that conversation was not fun to have. I was hoping this wouldn’t affect the rest of our week. I understand why Auston might be a little upset, but we aren’t together, and I truly don’t want to sleep with Wyatt.

Luckily, the rest of the lunch was fine. We went to back to Auston’s and just spent the day lounging around and watching movies. We made spaghetti for dinner and ended up having a little bit of a food fight. By the time we finished cleaning up and actually eating it was around eight. We started getting ready for bed because Auston had to be up early, but, of course, got a quickie in before actually going to bed.

I got up to pee before shutting the light off, when I got back into bed Auston was already half asleep.

“Goodnight, Y/N/N,” He mumbled.

“Goodnight, Aus,” I said softly.

The next morning, I woke to an empty bed. I noticed a note left on his pillow. Have a good day, today! I’ll text you when I can, and I’ll see you tonight <3

I smiled at the note before putting it on the nightstand and laying back down for a little bit. It was only 9:00am so I decided to rest for a little bit longer.

I sent Auston a text, saying thank you for the note and that I hope he has a good day. I didn’t expect a response anytime soon since he said he would be really busy all day.

I scrolled through Instagram and Twitter, everyone was asking about who this “mystery girl” with Auston is. All of my social media accounts are private, except for VSCO, which is linked in my Instagram bio and I have been getting more followers since arriving in Toronto. I think it’s kind of funny, never in a million years did I think people would be in a frenzy over who I am. In the middle of scrolling through Instagram, Wyatt texted me.

Hey, Y/N, you still free to get lunch?

Yeah! When do you want to go?

12:30 work?

Yeah, that’s good.

Alright, do you want to just meet there?

Works for me

Cool, I’ll send you the address.

Perfect, can’t wait to see you!!

I set my phone down and got up to shower. I stood under the running water just thinking about how crazy it is that I am in Auston Matthew’s bathroom. I think about it a lot, but I still just can’t believe this is where my life is at right now. After bringing myself back down to earth, I finish up shampooing and conditioning my hair and I hop out of the shower to get dressed. I checked my phone and I had a few text messages, one was from Auston checking in, one was from April, and one from Wyatt telling me where the restaurant was. I sent a quick reply to Auston before responding to April and then looking up the restaurant. It said it was about a 15-minute walk from Auston’s which I decided to do because it wasn’t super cold out and it would give me a chance to see some of the city.

I finished getting dressed and decided to head out, I could just walk around a little bit since I was a little early.

I got the restaurant a few minutes early, but when I got inside I spotted Wyatt sitting at a table. He spotted me and stood up as I approached him, he wrapped in a big hug and then we both sat down.

“It’s so nice to see you,” I said with a huge smile.

“I know, you look great,” He reciprocated.

“Thanks,” I said, blushing a bit, “so how have you been???”

“Pretty good, med school is kicking my ass, but I love it.”

“Good, I’m sure it is…I’m nervous I won’t get in anywhere.”

“Don’t be nervous, I’m sure you’ll get in somewhere…hopefully here!!”

“Haha, yeah. That would be pretty cool.”

“So, speaking of…what is the deal with this whole Auston Matthews thing?”

Just as he finished asking me, the waitress came up to take our order. We ordered our food and went right back into our conversation.

“Well, I told you we met over the summer, we talked almost every day for the rest of the summer and he came back to visit before he came here for training, and now I’m here.”

“You’re not dating though?”

“No, we decided with the distance we were good just being friends.”

“But you also sleep together I’m assuming…?”

“Well yeah, but we’ve only actually been together in person 3 times.”

“Gotcha….” He said giving me a look.

“What’s that look for?”

“Nothing... just be careful…”

“I know, I’m not naïve, I know how hockey players are…” giving him an accusing look, he threw up his arms in surrender before i kept going on, “and that’s part of the reason we’re not dating, I don’t want to hold him back, and I also don’t want to worry about him cheating on me every day.”

“Okay, well as long as you know what you’re doing.”

“I do but thank you for the concern.”

Our food came, and we ended up talking for about another hour. We realized we should probably go somewhere else so they could have the table back.

“Do you want to go back to my place? It’s not far from here.” He asked.

“Sure!”

We made our way to his place, it was a lot nicer than I thought it would be. He lives with two other guys, so it was a lot cleaner than I had expected. He gave me a quick tour, offered me something to drink and then we sat on the couch and continued talking. I figured I should invite him to the game before it got too late.

“Auston saved me an extra ticket for tonight if you want to come?”

“Yeah, I’d love to.”

“They’re all planning on going out after, and you’re more than welcome to come too!”

“All?”

“I mean not all, but a group of guys from the team.”

“You know, I could get used to you shacking up with one of the Maple Leaf’s…”

I gave him a small push and laughed, “anything to make you happy…”

“Have you met the team?”

“I mean I went to the game the other night, and so I met a bunch of them, but I only really know Mitch well. I’ve talked with Patrick, Freddie, Morgan, Will, and Kappy over Facetime, but I don’t really know them that well.”

“That’s crazy. Do you know who is going out tonight?”

“Not exactly, but probably the guys I just mentioned and a few others.”

“What time is the game?”

“It starts at 7, but we can go a little early and hang out in the VIP box and get a few drinks if you want.”

“That sounds good…what time is it now?”

“Mmm...like 4:30. Do you want to come to Auston’s with me? I just have to change then we can head to the rink.”

“Yeah, that works. Give me a minute to change.”

He walked off to his room to change, so I checked my phone. I had a text from Auston.

Hey, Y/N/N. I hope lunch was good!! I don’t think I’ll see you before the game, but your tickets are in will-call.

Okay, thank you!! Is it okay if we get a few drinks in the VIP box before the game?

Yeah, of course! So, lunch was good?

I kind of rolled my eyes at his persistence about lunch.

Yeah, it was nice, we hung out all afternoon. We’re going to head back to your place so I can change and then we’re going to head to the arena.

I’m glad. See you soon :)

Good luck, Aus!!!

Just as we finished our conversation, Wyatt emerged from the hallway.

“Ready?” He asked.

I nodded, I had called an Uber, we probably could have walked but it was starting to get colder and I wanted to get to the rink.

I changed as quickly as I could and called another Uber, and we were on our way.

When we got to the arena, we stopped and got our tickets and we headed to the VIP box. We had a few drinks and then headed down to our seats to catch warm-ups. I got some butterflies because I realized Auston would see Wyatt for the first time, and I know deep down that Auston is not crazy about him. All throughout the game, Auston kept looking at us. I was starting to get really nervous to introduce them after the game. Wyatt seemed to pick up on Auston’s looks too because he commented on them.

“Are you sure you guys are just friends? He keeps shooting me daggers.”

I sighed a bit, “yeah, he wasn’t totally thrilled when I told him I was getting lunch with you, he asked what our relationship was, and when I told him we fucked he wasn’t too happy. But it’s fine.”

“Are you sure it’s okay for me to go out with you tonight?”

“Yes, I mean he was the one who wanted to invite you. I explained to him that really are just friends and he seemed to back off a bit.”

“Whatever you say…I just don’t want to get jumped by an NHL team…”

I chuckled a bit, “you won’t get jumped, I promise.”

The game ended, the Leaf’s won, which I was glad for because I was hoping Auston would be in a good mood to meet Auston. I lead Wyatt down the tunnel towards the locker room.

We waited for a little while before players started emerging. I greeted the few that I knew, and then looked up to see Auston come out of the locker room. He walked up to us and it seemed like both of them were trying to size each other up. I rolled my eyes before Auston stuck out his hand, “you must be Wyatt, I’m Auston, nice to meet you…”

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Dreams do come true, part 2

Here is part 2!!

Most everything is the same, however, in this one, your older brother, Y/EB/N (eldest brother) is introduced!

I hope you like!

Warnings: Smut, swearing.

Auston’s POV

It has been 2 months since I had seen Y/N in Vermont and I am so excited to her again. I’m taking a quick trip to VT before heading to Toronto to start training.

We’ve been talking a lot since I left and we have really gotten to know each other. We’ve shared some deep conversations but also laughed until we cried over Facetime. I’m a little nervous to see her again because sometimes it ends up being totally different in real life than it does behind a screen, but I’m hoping we pick up where we left off the last time I saw her.

I’m torn from my thoughts with an announcement from the pilot that we will be landing. I put my phone away and buckle up, my stomach in knots thinking about seeing Y/N soon.

After what seems like hours I walk through the gates looking for Y/N. I scan quickly and see her with a cute sign that says Auston. I pick up the pace to meet her, I drop my bags and engulf her in a huge hug.

“Oh god, I missed you,” I said.

“I missed you too,” she said looking up at me with that beautiful smile.

I grab my bags again as she asks if I’m ready to go.

“So, there are some people over at the apartment, I’m sorry, but they shouldn’t be there long because they are all going out tonight.”

“That’s fine, are they going out in Burlington?”

“Yeah, they’re going to Church Street, did you want to go?”

“I wouldn’t mind going out.”

“Okay! We can go, but only if you really want to.”

“Yeah! I want to hang out with your friends.”

“Okay…my older brother is also there.” “I’m excited to meet him.”

“I’m just warning you, he’s kind of protective, I know we aren’t like dating or anything but he might be weird.”

“I’m up for the challenge,” I said with a smirk.

She smiled as we approached her car. I put my luggage in the car and walked around to the front seat. We began the short drive to her apartment making some small talk about how my flight was and I asked her how her day was. We pulled up to her apartment and I did get a little nervous to meet her friends. I had met Y/BF/N and her little brothers before, but I was nervous to meet her older brother and her other friends.

“You ready?” she asked before opening the door.

“Oh yeah,” I said. We walked in the door and everyone was in their living room/kitchen area. They all stopped their conversations and looked at the door.

“Hey everybody!! This is Auston” Y/N said. She went on to introduce me to all of her friends and finally her brother.

“And this my brother, Y/EB/N.”

“Nice to meet you, Y/EB/N,” I said shaking his hand.

“Nice to meet you, Auston.” He said in return. Y/N smiled at both of us and dragged me away to her bedroom so I could put my stuff away.

I dropped my bag and fell back onto the bed and let out a big sigh.

Y/N laughed a bit, “we don’t have to go out if you’re tired.” “No, no, I’m good, just need to rest my eyes a bit,” I said.

“Okay, whatever you say, I’m gonna go get a drink, do you want one?”

I sat up a bit, “I’ll come out with you.”

We walked out and went to the kitchen to get a drink. She made us both vodka sodas and we mingled a bit with her friends.

Y/N POV

Not going to lie, I was kind of nervous for Auston to meet my friends. It’s not that I’m embarrassed of them, they are just very different from the people he hangs out with. I was really glad when I finally introduced them that he seemed to really like them. I also was nervous about my brother. I know that Auston and I aren’t dating or whatever, I don’t even really know what’s going on with us, but my brother can be weird with guys and I really don’t want him to be an asshole, although I don’t know that he would because he loves hockey and knows Auston is in the NHL. It was a relief when he smiled and was friendly enough when I introduced them, but I was worried about what would happen when he had a few more drinks in him. But I guess we’ll cross that bridge when we get there.

We’re sitting on the couch and Auston is chatting with two of my friends about Scottsdale. I warned my friends before to keep the hockey talk to a minimum. Not that he would really mind, I just know that there is more to him than hockey and sometimes he gets frustrated when people don’t recognize that.

About an hour later we were all getting ready to leave. I went back to my room to change into something different and about 15 minutes later Auston had come in to change his clothes.

“Wow,” he said staring at me.

I blushed a bit as I felt his stare on my body. I had put on a purple tube top and my ripped boyfriend jeans. It wasn’t anything crazy sexy, but I guess it did show a good portion of my body.

“You look really good.” He said, still staring at me.

“Thank you,” I said still blushing, “I’ll let you get changed.” I gave him a small smile and walked out the door glancing back him to see him staring at me as I walk away.

10 minutes later Auston emerged from my bedroom, I was picking up a bit in the kitchen as everyone else was finishing up their drinks. Auston came up behind me and whispered in my ear. “I can’t watch you walk away like that again…”

My breath hitched and I turned and looked up at him, his dark eyes longing for me. “We can’t right here, everyone is in the living room, and we’re leaving soon,” I said softly.

He smirked, “then I guess you owe me later…”

I smiled at the thought of what was to come later, and I wanted it so badly to be later. I stopped what I was doing, dragged Auston into the living room, and ushered everyone out the door.

We were walking downtown because it’s super close to my apartment. On the way, I wanted to make sure Auston knew this was not his usual club scene.

“We’ll have to wait in lines, pay covers, and sometimes it takes a minute to order a drink. There also isn’t a VIP section anywhere…” Auston cut me off with his laughter.

“Y/N, it’s fine. I’m looking forward to it.”

“Okay, I just want you to have a good time.”

“I will, I promise,” He reassured me kissing the side of my head.

We made our way inside a bar and we all got our drinks. Luckily it wasn’t super packed so we could all stand comfortably. I wasn’t sure if a lot of people would recognize Auston or make a big deal if they did know him. We did notice some people staring, but no one had come up to us yet.

Throughout the night the bar started to fill up a bit more, a couple people had come up to Auston to say hi but it was nothing crazy.

The rest of the night was pretty uneventful, we stopped at Mr. Mikes to get pizza before we went home. Everyone else got an Uber, while Y/BF/N, Auston, and I started the walk home. We just made small talk until we got back and we went our separate ways to go to bed. As soon as I shut my bedroom door Auston grabbed hold of me and kissed me passionately.

“God, I’ve been waiting all night to do this.” He said quickly.

“Well let’s go then,” I said pushing him towards the bed.

I pulled his shirt off as he worked on taking my pants off. He pushed me onto the bed and we started making out. His hand trailed down my body making a pit stop at my chest. He pulled my shirt off and smirked, “no bra, huh?” I shut him up by planting another kiss on his lips, and his hand kept trailing. He slid his hand inside my panties and his fingers made their way inside me.

“Fuck, Auston,” I whispered as he played with my clit.

“You like that, baby?” He asked

“Fuck me, Aus, it feels so good,”

“Patience, Y/N,” He said as he took my panties off and started eating me out.

“My god, Auston, I’m gonna cum,”

“Not yet,” He ordered. He stopped what he was doing and started kissing me again.

“My turn,” I said with a smile. I took his pants off and held his hard cock in my hands before putting it in my mouth and going to town.

“Jesus, Y/N, I’m gonna cum,”

“Not yet,” I mocked. He pulled away from and grabbed a condom from my nightstand. He quickly put it on and brought his attention back to me.

“I need you now,” he said as he grabbed my hips and bent me over. He entered me slowly, but then picked up the pace with every single thrust. I moaned as he slapped my ass a couple times before rolling me over. He put my legs up in the air and pushed inside of me. He grabbed for my breasts as he was fucking me raw.

“I’m gonna cum, Auston,” I said as if on cue, he busted inside me and that sent me over the edge. He pulled out, took the condom off and laid down next to me.

“Wow, that was amazing,” he said as we were catching our breath.

“I’ve never experienced anything like that before,” I responded. He looked over at me with a smug grin. In hopes of dodging a cocky comment from him, I planted a kiss on his lips and said goodnight.

Auston’s POV

I woke up the next morning and immediately smiled looking over at Y/N and remembering last night’s events. I still couldn’t believe I’m here next to her. I have been longing for her since I saw her at the restaurant over the summer, and it was everything I could have imagined. What scares me is that I’m falling for her. My reputation proceeds me in that I’m not a relationship person. Obviously, I would like to settle down eventually, but I’m still young and I’m worried that I’ll mess things up with Y/N. I like what we have going right now, I really enjoy talking to her every day and the sex was amazing. We just haven’t really talked about what we are doing and I’m afraid it’s going to come up this weekend.

I’m shaken from my thoughts when Y/N shifts her body and opens her eyes.

“Good morning, sleepyhead,” I said.

“Mmm, good morning,” she replied back sleepily, “I should not have had that much to drink.”

“Hahaha, not feeling so hot?” I asked cheekily.

“Not at all… how are you okay???”

“I didn’t have that much to drink…”

“Oh, I thought you were more on my level,” She said pouting a little.

“Yeah, definitely not. But I’m glad you had fun.” I said.

“Did you though?” She asked.

“Of course, I really enjoyed hanging out with your friends.”

“Okay good, I was a little worried about it.”

“Why?”

“I don’t know, they’re very different from your usual crowd so I wasn’t sure if you would have fun.”

“Don’t worry, I did.”

“Good. I’m hungry let’s go to brunch.”

We had made plans the night before to get brunch with everybody, so after Y/N asked everyone what time we were going, Y/BF/N, Y/N, and I headed to the diner to meet them.

Breakfast was delicious, although I was feeling a little guilty thinking about the upcoming training for the season. I got to speak with her brother a little more too. He seems really cool, and it was nice to talk to someone about hockey who really appreciates the sport and not just because I play in the NHL.

After everyone was done, despite some protests, I paid the bill. We all walked around Church St. a bit and did some shopping.

Y/N and I were sitting on a bench outside of a shop waiting for a couple of her friends who were inside the store.

“Thank you for paying for breakfast for everyone, you didn’t have to do that.”

“It’s really no problem, they’ve been really nice, and I wanted to thank you for letting me come here again.”

“Well you can come anytime you want.” She said with a smile.

“I’ll do my best to come here as often as I can.”

“And maybe I’ll make an appearance or two in Toronto…” She said almost as if asking my permission.

“I would love for you to come to Toronto.”

“Good, because I was going to go anyway…I heard they have a pretty attractive NHL team, that Willy Nylander is one hot number…”

“Ha ha ha, very funny,” I said trying to keep a straight face.

We were interrupted by everyone coming out of the store, everyone started going their own ways, Y/BF/N had gone back to the apartment to get ready for work, which left Y/N and me.

Y/N suggested walking down to the waterfront. We made the short journey down to the lake, stopping to get ice cream on the way. We sat down on a bench by the water and talked for a bit. I wanted to bring up what we were, but I was really nervous. I was nervous she wouldn’t be okay with keeping what we have going.

After a few minutes, I decided to buck up and bring it into the conversation.

“So, I’ve been dreading bringing this up, but I wanted to have the conversation of what we are…” I said looking down at her.

“Mmm, yes, the much-dreaded conversation,” she replied looking back at me.

“I guess I just want to check in with you, are you good with what we’re doing now?”

“You mean just talking? And I guess now hooking up?”

“Yeah, I mean, I know we don’t see each other that often, but I really enjoy talking to you every day. I can’t imagine not talking to you. I just don’t want it to be ruined.”

“Why would it be ruined?”

“I don’t know, I mean, now that we’ve had sex, that changes things for some people.”

“We don’t have to change things if you don’t want to, to be honest, I’m not really trying to get into something serious right now anyway, and long distance is hard.”

“So, you’re cool with what we’ve got going?”

“I’m cool if you’re cool,” she said with that beautiful smile that I love so much.

“Good, I’m cool,” I said kissing her forehead.

We made our way back to Y/N’s apartment and after another great session in bed, we took a little nap.

Y/N POV

We woke up from a nap around 5:30.

“What do you want to do for dinner tonight?” I asked softly.

“I don’t care, we can make something here if you want.”

“That works, we’ll just have to go to the store, we don’t really have much to make here.”

We got ourselves up and drove to the store to get stuff for my favorite- pickle grilled cheese.

Auston looked at me like I had three heads, “excuse me, what?” he asked.

“Hahaha, grilled cheese with pickles in it,” I said with the sweetest smile I could muster up.

“Pickles??”

“Yeah, do you like them?”

“Yeah, I like pickles, I just don’t know about in my grilled cheese…”

“It’s good! There’s just one more thing…”

“What could possibly be worse??”

“I like to make them with gluten-free bread and dairy free cheese…”

“Are you serious? No. No way, you’re already tainting a perfectly fine grilled cheese with pickles, I’m not letting you disgrace a grilled cheese like that.”

“Oh come on, don’t be dramatic. You can’t knock it ‘til you try it…but I guess we can get stuff for regular grilled cheese if you don’t like it.”

“Thank you, that’s all I’m asking.”

“But you are trying it.”

“Yes, I will try it. But don’t be upset if I don’t like it.”

“I won’t, because I know you’ll like it,” I said with a smirk walking off to the next aisle.

Auston rolled his eyes as he started after me.

We checked out and headed back to the car and loaded all the bags up and headed back to my apartment. We got right to cooking because we were both pretty hungry. We had gotten some wine to have with our oh so fancy dinner, so of course, I opened that as soon as we got home.

Once I had one made, I had Auston try it. I looked at him expectantly as he took a bite.

“One bite everybody knows the rules,” he said giving a nice little plug to Barstool.

“Ha ha ha, funny. And you have to be honest!”

“It’s actually not that bad…” He said looking dejected.

“See!! I told you…”

We finished up dinner and we had gotten cookies for dessert. We also ended up a little wine drunk…and ended up getting a bit frisky on the couch.

We started off just making out and then things got a little more heated and clothes started coming off. In the back of my mind, I was worried about Y/BF/N coming home but it was pushed aside as soon as Auston grabbed at another body part.

But with just my luck, Y/BF/N walked in right as Auston stuck his hand down my pants. She screamed and covered her eyes and apologized. We immediately stopped what we were doing and apologized too as we made our way to my bedroom. I made a mental note to talk to her about it later, but I knew we were on borrowed time and the mood wasn’t totally ruined.

Once again, my thoughts were pushed aside, this time from Auston throwing me down on the bed. He hovered over me, leaning down to kiss me. He made is way down south and when he got to the sweet spot, he tugged my panties down. He wasted no time going down on me, but he teased me once again. When I was so close, he stopped what he was doing and trailed his kisses back up my body to lips. He entered me as he planted kisses on my lips. He stopped kissing my lips and went down to my breasts as he fucked me tenderly. I moaned his name as he sped up a little bit. He started breathing heavier and I knew that meant he was coming close. He went faster and faster until the climax, and then he collapsed on top of me. He rolled over and we laid there was we did before, catching our breath.

“I’m gonna miss that…” he said breaking the silence.

“Please don’t remind me that you’re leaving after that…” I said softly with a smirk.

He shifted to lay on his side so I followed in suit. He looked into my eyes with a soft smile.

“I really did have a good time with you this weekend. I’m already counting the days until I see you again,” he said.

“We should really figure that out. I’m guessing you won’t be able to come here for a while, so maybe I visit you next?”

“I would love that.”

“Me too,” I said smiling at him.

We laid there cuddling for a bit and ended up falling asleep. The next morning came quickly as Auston’s alarm started going off. He sighed a bit and hit snooze.

“Shouldn’t we be getting up,” I asked groggily.

“We can sleep a few more minutes,” he said turning back over and going back to sleep.

A very short 10 minutes later, his alarm went off, and he snoozed it again.

“Auston.”

“What?”

“We should get up now…”

“Ugh, fine,” he said slowly sitting up, “I don’t know if I like you anymore.”

“Ha ha. Believe me, I want to lay here forever, but you have a plane to catch. And I don’t want to be responsible for you being late to training camp.”

“Hahaha, I would never blame you.”

“I’m not worried about you…” I said thinking more about the coaching staff.

“Fine, let’s get going,” he said slapping my ass before getting up to go shower.

I got out of bed and got dressed and decided to pack up some of his things for him while he was in the shower. Once I had most everything packed he emerged from the bathroom with a towel around him.

“You’re going to tease me like that before you leave?” I asked.

He looked at his phone to check the time, “I think we have time for a quickie.”

Before I knew it, his towel was on the ground and was taking my clothes off.

We worked quickly as we didn’t want to be late to the airport but it was still amazing nonetheless.

We both got dressed and he finished putting the last few things in his bag, and we were out the door. We didn’t say much on the way to the airport, I think because we both didn’t want to say goodbye.

I parked the car and we walked inside. He checked in and then it was time to part ways.

We just looked at each other for a little bit before Auston spoke up, “I’ll see you soon, and we’ll talk every day,” he said reassuring both of us.

I smiled before giving him a big hug, “I’m really glad you came this weekend. Have a safe flight, and text me when you land!!”

“I will,” he said with a small smile. “See you later, Y/N.”

“Bye, Aus,” I said giving him one last peck on the lips before he turned around to head towards security.

I watched him as he walked away, he stopped briefly to turn around and wave goodbye. I laughed a little and waved back as he turned around for good.

Auston’s POV

Saying goodbye to Y/N was really hard, I spend most of the flight looking at pictures from this weekend. I really couldn’t wait to see her again.

I made good on my promise and texted Y/N when I got home.

Just got home…missing you!

Good, I miss you too, flight went well?

Yeah, the flight was good. How was the rest of your day?

It was good…I might have slept for most of it hahaha.

Typical…I’ve got to be at the rink at 8am tomorrow…

Yeah sorry about that…go to bed!!

Haha, I will. Goodnight, Y/N. Thanks again for this weekend <3

Anytime :) Goodnight, Auston <3

I made sure I had all of my stuff for tomorrow morning ready to go before I laid in bed. I scrolled through some of the pictures again and decided to post one of Instagram.

It was one of Y/N I took when were down by the lake. She was looking out at the lake so you couldn’t see her face. I knew this was going to start a frenzy because we haven’t really been super out in the open since we’ve known each other, but I wanted to share my weekend. I captioned the photo “Vermont is nice…<3” and tagged her in the photo before I hit post.

I put my phone down and closed my eyes, but before I could fall asleep my I got a text message.

It was from Y/N.

Nice pic ;)

I thought you’d enjoy it :)

I hit send and smiled as I closed my eyes to go to sleep.

#auston matthews #auston matthews imagine #nhl imagine

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