#connorbrashier series

[brashierc]

Game Plan | Part 1

Connor was exiting the bathroom attached to their bedroom when she awoke. He smiled, holding on to the towel wrapped loosely around his waist as he leaned over to kiss her forehead. 

“Morning Beautiful.” He smiled, gazing into those hazel green eyes he can get lost in. 

“Morning.” She sighed sleepily. 

He loved the sight of her when she first wakes. Her cheeks are always pink, and her eyes are a little puffy from her sleep. Her attitude is always different. Some mornings she was happy and smiling. Others she was grumpy and pouting. And his absolute favorites was when she was feeling a certain type of way and had her way with him until he was late for his 8 am financial accounting class. 

Mia Burke was walking whiplash. She’d purposely sit in the back of class so she didn’t bring attention to herself and not have to interact with others, but in the same class she’d raise her voice at someone who spoke rudely to another or herself. She would sit nice during his family events, speak quietly and respectfully to his aunties that gave him a hard time about his dreams of going pro in football but in the same breath would rip her own uncle apart in front of her whole family if he spoke ill of his football dreams. She’s a firecracker, sassy and sweet. She’d smile and flip you off at the same time, and he was utterly in love. Had been since Junior year of high school. Now as sophomores in college the thought of forever with her looked greater and greater.

“How are you feeling today?” He asks softly as he brushes her reddish brown hair out of her face and back onto his pillow she’d stolen in the night. 

“Still a little nauseous this morning.” She frowns at him, eyes fluttering shut as he caresses the side of her face.

“What can I get you before I leave?” He asks, sitting on the edge of the bed. 

He’s feeling her forehead and huffs a little when he doesn’t feel a fever. It’s horrible to wish your girlfriend to show symptoms of being sick, but she’s been feeling nauseous and extremely tired lately and he can’t figure out why. Nothing had changed in their lives other than the new term starting, but she’d never been this way before. 

“Nothing, I’m okay.” She gives him a tight lipped smile. 

“But you don’t feel well, and I want to help. Just tell me how.” 

“There’s not a whole lot to do though,” She brings a hand up to rub his arm. “But thank you, I appreciate you wanting to take care of me.” 

He grins, cheeks going pink, “I always wanna take care of you.” He murmurs.

“Okay Mr. Cheese, get ready. You have class in 20 minutes.”

“I could skip? We could stay in and watch movies all day?” He offers, head tilting to the right.

“As much fun as that sounds you can’t. If coach finds out that you skipped he might not let you start.” 

Connor sighs, eyes flickering up to the new jersey hanging up in their shared closet. This was his year. He was the starting Quarterback for the UCLA football team. That blue and gold jersey was a ticket to the future, a ticket to his dreams. 

“And what good would the ‘Three Amigos’ be if you didn’t start? Shawn and Brian would be nothing without their quarterback sending passes their way.” 

He grins, eyes fleeting back to his Love that’s sitting up and ruffling her hair. 

“You’re gorgeous.” He blurts, words spewing from his mouth before he could stop them. 

Mia blushes, cutting a look at him and shaking her head. “You’re in a mood this morning.” 

“I’m just in love with you.” 

“Oh my god stop.” She laughs, hiding her face behind her hands. 

“I’m just spitting the truth.” 

“Go get ready! You’re gonna be late.” 

He leans forward to plant a steamy kiss to her lips, tugging on her bottom lip with his teeth before standing to dress for his day full of classes.

_______________________________________

Sitting in her composition class, listening to the professor drone on and on over the syllabus she can’t help but write down the little ideas she’s been having. 

She hasn’t told a soul. The connotation of writing fanfiction usually meant judgmental attitudes and downgraded writing skills, unless you were apart of the community. Whether you read or write it, you understood the talent and work that goes into each piece created. 

Mia is a Tom Holland stan, and she loves to write little pieces so others can insert themselves into her stories and live in that moment.

She hasn’t even told Connor about her tumblr blog that has a few hundred followers. Whenever she’s writing she chalks it up to a ‘creative writing prompt I ran across and thought I’d try out’. Her tumblr notifications on her phone pinged under ‘wildflowerth’ in an attempt to stay hidden. 

He thought it was a fashion blog. 

Right now though, her brain is spinning with ideas about Mob!Tom, and how he could fall in love with his enemies sister. A whole series about how he and the sister could join forces and take her brother down and run the mob world side by side. Maybe bring Z in for some angst bits to make the sister jealous. 

She jumped out of her thoughts when her phone buzzed in her lap.

iMessage from Lover: Coach called for a film watch before practice, I won’t be able to see you before I leave. But I got you some more saltines and water. I’ll see you after practice, I love you! Hope you’re having a great day! 

Mia smiles at the thought of Connor going out and buying her crackers because it’s been the only thing she can stomach lately. She wonders how he knew she had just run out last night. 

iMessage to Lover: Have a good practice Babes, thank you for getting me crackers, you’re the best boyfriend ever.

**

After her women writers class she heads back to their shared apartment. Unlocking the door she smiles at the sight in front of her. Connor has left her a bouquet of pink roses on the counter alongside a box of saltines, a case of Flow cucumber mint water, and a package of pads. 

She picks up the card from her flowers and giggles at his sloppy handwriting.

‘Mi, I hope you’re feeling better this afternoon. If my app is correct you should be on that lovely time so I got you some extras just in case you needed any. Let me know if you need anything else. Just wanna take care of my baby. I love you’

Her heart stops. A cold sweat runs through her body.

She clicks her phone to show the date, and then goes to her own app that tells her ‘don’t forget to log your period!’ 

She gulps down the bile rising up her throat. 

She’s six days late.

[buck-nialled]

Purely Platonic! - Social Media AU (1)

NOTE: hello, welcome to my new (kind of) series based off of my platonic roomate fics ft. niall and shawn! I’ve only got a few concepts down for right now but if any of you have specific things you’d like to see play out feel free to hit up my inbox :)

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[brashierc]

Game Plan | Part 2

The phone rings three times before he answers, each ring seeming to last hours longer than the other. 

“Babe? I’m in the middle of class, what’s wrong?” 

“Fuck sorry I thought you were out at 2.” She sobs.

“Are you crying? What the fuck is going on?” 

“I just need you right now.” 

“Okay, what’s wrong?”

“I didn’t want to tell you over the phone.” 

“Tell me what?” He insists, starting to freak out a little. 

“Connor, I think I’m pregnant.” Mia whispers, the tears escaping her eyes as she squeezes them shut.

“What?” He gasps.

“I’m really late, really really late.” 

“Okay, okay okay.” He rushes back into his classroom, grabbing his things hastily and rushing out the door. 

“Don’t be mad.” She sobs, hand covering her mouth.

“What?” He stops in the hall. “Why would I be mad?” 

“I know you didn’t-”

“Babe it takes two to tango, I know the risks of our physical activities.” He smirks, biting his lip. “Where are you?” 

“I’m in a Target parking lot. I just bought the test. I’m about to go home.” 

“Okay,” He rushes to the parking garage. “Don’t take the test without me. I want to be there. Okay? I’ll meet you at home.” 

“Connor, you have practice.” 

“I have a short break between class and practice, it’ll be okay.” Practice was the last thing on his mind right now. 

“No Connor.” She argues.

“I’m not going to practice until I find out. I’ll meet you at home.” 

“Con-” She stares at her phone like it’s foreign when she realizes that he’s hung up on her. 

_______________________________________

She pulls into the locked underground parking of their apartment, spotting him leaned against his car. She’s grumbling under her breath as she gets out. 

“Connor David it is a 20 minute drive from campus, we got off the phone 8 minutes ago.” She slams her car door, glaring at him.

“I needed to be home.” 

“You could’ve been pulled over or in an accident, there's no way you made it here without going at least 70.” 

He just shrugs, turning and walking to the elevator that will take them up to their apartment floor. 

“Connor you need to go to practice.” She gripes as they wait together. 

“I know!” He looks over at her with a stern look. “But I’m finding out first.”

The rest of the wait for the elevator is silent, and when machine beeps they both step through the opening doors. She stands against a wall, him the other. It’s dead silent, and the tension is thick. 

“Talk to me.” He whispers, reaching his hand out for hers. 

He laces their fingers together, tugging her into his body, wrapping his arms around her waist.

“I just don’t want you to be mad.” She mumbles into his chest.

“Hey,” He squeezes her tighter. “I’m not mad.” 

“You just seem upset.” 

“I’m freaking out a little bit, but I’m okay Babe.” He kisses her forehead.

“I don’t know if I am.” She stutters over a breath.

“Then let me be here for you.” He rubs her back as the doors open, leading them down the hall to their apartment door. 

He unlocks the door, ushering her in and shutting the door behind himself. 

They give each other hesitant stares as they walk to their bathroom, he plants a sweet kiss to her lips before letting her head in. 

“Wait!” He sticks his hand into the door before she can close it. “Let me call coach first.” 

“Why?” She asks confused. That’s the last person she would think he would want to talk to.

“To tell him I can’t make it to practice today.” 

“What no! Connor, you’re going to practice.” 

“But I want to be here with you.” 

“You will be, after practice. You’re going, no matter what the result is.” 

“But-” 

“I’m telling you right now, you’re going to practice no matter the answer, or I’m not gonna take this test right now.” 

He sighs, nodding and motioning to her to take the test. 

He bites on his nails as he waits for her. For an odd reason he feels calm. When he thought about a moment like this in the past he felt like he would freak out, that he would go crazy. But right here, in this moment, he knows that they’d be okay. The thought of having a little human, a perfect mix between him and Mia, running around the apartment makes his heart take off in a sprint. 

It really surprises him that he’s wishing and praying that this test comes out positive.

The door opens and he jumps up from his spot on the corner of their bed.

“Well?” He asks.

“Still have to wait a few minutes, thought maybe we could wait them out together.” She nervously replies. 

“Of course, come here Baby.” He opens his arms for her. 

“Don’t say anything,” She nuzzles her face into his chest. “Just hold me and breathe with me.” 

“Okay Baby.” He nods.

So they breathe, in silence, inhaling and exhaling. It’s become peaceful in their room. They’re standing there putting their faith and trust into the other, willing each other to get through this moment. 

Her alarm on her phone dings and makes them both jump. 

“It should be ready.”

 “Okay,” He nods, walking with her to the bathroom. “Do you want me to look or no?” He asks.

“You can look.” She nods, gripping his hand tightly as she picks the stick up off the tub ledge. 

They both look down, scanning over the pink stick. 

“Holy shit.” He breathes out. 

His prayers have come true. She’s pregnant.

[brashierc]

Game Plan | Part 3

He doesn’t know how to feel when he walks in the door after practice. She had practically pushed him out the door with his gear once they had the answer to the test. He wasn’t sure how to take that reaction.

“Con?” She calls when he shuts the door, toeing his shoes off.

“Yeah?”

“Hey,” He hears her softly murmur. He rounds the corner, finding her on the couch. She’s snuggled into her blanket. 

He looks at her, seeing his whole future flash in his eyes before the burn of her not wanting him there when they found out that she was pregnant sears through his heart. He walks past into the bedroom, not really acknowledging her. 

Mia sighs, her own thoughts and doubts clouding her mind. Standing she makes her way to the room, taking a seat on the corner of the bed as he changes into sweats and tee shirt.

“Are you mad at me?” She asks softly, picking her nails.

“No, just feels like you’re pushing me away.” He turns to look at her. 

“I don’t mean to. I’m not pushing you away, I just didn’t want you to miss practice and be benched. I didn’t want you to ruin your football career the way I’ve ruined your life.” She whispers, voice caught in her throat as the words slip from her tongue. 

He drops the shirt he was holding and crouches in front of her, taking her hands and squeezing them in his own. 

“Hey!” He forces her to look at him. “That’s not true, that’s so far from the truth.” He shakes his head, heart breaking at the thought of her feeling this way. “Baby, have you been sitting here since I left thinking that?” 

“Yeah.” She hiccups, wiping her tearful eyes with the sleeve of his sweatshirt she’s wearing.

“Baby!” He cries, lunging up and tackling her on the bed. “Oh my god stop!” He holds her close, rolling to his back so she has to lay on top of him. “You haven’t ruined my life.” He kisses the top of her head. “I promise Baby, I’m so happy right now.” 

“You are?” 

“Of course I am. Honestly, I sat here praying you were pregnant when you took the test today. I’m so excited to have a future with you and to raise a family with you.” 

“But we’re so young.” 

“We’ll figure it out, we’ve got time to figure out a game plan. It’s okay.” 

“But-”

“Let’s not worry about everything today okay? Let’s just be happy we created a miracle.” 

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2 days later they’re in the waiting room of an obstetrician’s office. He’s holding her hand while they wait, playing with her fingers and smiling at her every time she looks over at him. 

“Mia Burke.” Is called by a nurse who’s just opened the door that leads to the back of the office. They both stand, him smiling and her avoiding eye contact as they walk through the door. 

The nurse takes them to room 4, letting them know that the doctor would be in soon and to take a seat. Once she closes the door Connor helps Mia up onto the exam bed, and then sits in the roller stool next to the counter.

She takes a deep breath and he leans over to hold her hand again.

“Con,” She sighs look at him. “I’m really scared.” 

“Why? Baby I told you that we’re okay. Everything is okay.” He kisses her knuckles in hopes of soothing her.

“I’m just nervous.” She shrugs. 

“I know,” He nods, “Me too. But look, I’m right here. I’m gonna hold your hand the whole time.” He says in a way so that she knows he doesn’t just mean the appointment but through their lives together. 

Before they know it the doctor has arrived, taking note of the symptoms and sending Mia off to pee in a cup so they can thoroughly check. 

Connor bounces his leg, letting his nerves run free when she leaves the room. He wants to be strong for her, wants to be the person she needs to lean on, but he’s on the verge of freaking out himself. This is a scary time. He’s life has gone from football and Mia, to now a family and Mia. He’s got so much more to think about now, so much more responsibility. 

Mia walks back in the room, walking to him instead of the table. He looks up, following her movements with his eyes and then realizing that she wants to sit on his lap. He sits straight, opening his arms and wrapping them around her when she sits. 

“I’m sorry for earlier.” She rests her head on his shoulder. 

“Why?” 

“I just don’t know why I’m so emotional. So I’m sorry.” 

“Look at me.” He leans back so she has to look in his eyes. “If I hear you apologize for any of this again ‘m going to lose my mind.” He chuckles a little. “It’s breaking my heart that you feel like you need to apologize to me. I got you pregnant, me, I did it. That’s my kid in there. I did it, and I’m so proud I did because the love of my life is having my kid.” He rests his hand softly on her belly.

Tears well in her eyes at his words, everything she’s been worried about floats away at his reassuring demeanor. 

“And you can be as emotional as you need to be okay? As your boyfriend and Baby Daddy it’s my job to be here for you. So let me be here for you okay? I love you so much, you’re my whole world.” 

“You’re everything Connor David.” She smiles, eyes watering but full of love. 

He leans up, waiting for her, grinning before she plants her lips on his. He breathes her in, squeezes her a little tighter and hums at her taste.

The doctor knocks at the door prompting them to part. She jumps back to the bed as the doctor and nurse walk through the door.

“Well Mia, you’re 8 weeks pregnant, and I’d like to do a sonogram to check on a few things.” 

Mia does as told, getting comfortable and lifting her shirt a bit. Right before they squeeze the blue gel to her belly she reaches out, Connor taking her hand and winking at her. 

“You’re everything Mia Rose.”

[brashierc]

Game Plan | Part 5

Connor can barely sit still. He’s so excited for this doctor appointment. He barely slept the night before. He tossed and turned, but all his brain could think about was the moment they were about to experience. 

If they were having a Boy or a Girl.

“They aren’t gonna like destroy our apartment right?” Mia asks as she watches a snap from Alessia showing Connor and Brian raiding their cupboards.

“No, Les is there. She’ll make the behave.” 

“She’s letting them eat your Oreo's.” 

“NO SHE’S NOT!” He looks over at her screen that is playing a video of Shawn stuffing four Oreo's in his mouth. 

“Well now Shawn’s about to owe me $100 dollars and a new box of Oreo's.”

“You did not make a bet too!” Mia shoves Connor’s shoulder. “It’s bad enough that Shawn and Brian were making bets. I do not need the father of my child wagering our nursery money on the gender.” 

“We’re about to be $150 dollars richer.” 

“You said $100.” 

“Yeah, $100 from Shawn and $50 from Brian.” 

Mia rolls her eyes as their doctor enters the room. Suddenly the air gets thick and the tension settles showing off the young parents nerves.

“Are we ready?” Their doctor Steph asks. 

“So ready!” Connor nods, leaning closer to Mia, interlocking their fingers.

They stare into each others eyes as Steph moves the wand around on Mia’s small belly bump. 

“And there,” Steph points to the screen, gathering both Connor and Mia’s attention. “Is your,” She clicks a few buttons and resets the wand. “Your little girl.” She smiles at the couple.

“I KNEW IT!” Connor erupts, standing and jumping. 

Once he calms he leans over Mia, planting a kiss to her lips and then her forehead. They both snap from their moment when they hear an unmistakable heartbeat. 

“That’s,” Connor smiles. 

“That’s her little heartbeat. It’s really strong, I like that.” Steph nods. “She’s doing perfect.” 

Mia smiles, looking at the screen and then back to Connor. Her face drops when she notices that he’s on his phone, typing in a few things.

“Connor? Really?” 

“Sorry,” He taps the screen a few more times. “Was just getting that Isabella sign.” He grins, stuffing his phone back into his pocket.

“You couldn’t wait 15 minutes until we were done?” Mia asks.

“He’s excited, let him have his fun.” Steph pats Mia’s arm. 

“I knew it was a little Princess.” He gives Mia a smug smile. “You gave me shit for buying that dress, but I fucking knew it.” 

“Okay Potty Mouth, you were right.” 

He bites his lip, leaning in for another kiss. Appreciating his girlfriend, and the fact that she’s carrying his daughter. DAUGHTER. How crazy is that?

_______________________________________

They cautiously open the door their apartment, one expecting a rager while the other was impatiently bouncing to collect his money. 

“Guys?” Mia calls out when all she’s met with is silence.

“Living room!” Alessia calls back, all three guests standing to greet the newly informed couple. “Well?” She asks when they walk in.

Connor grins, looking to Mia receiving the go ahead no. “Boys,” He looks back to Shawn and Brian. “Pay the fuck up because we’re having a girl!” He calls, voice booming through the whole apartment. 

Alessia screams in excitement bounding over the coffee table to get to Mia. 

“Fuck me!” Brian groans.

“Shit man,” Shawn shakes his head. “Congrats though, I know you wanted a girl. I’m happy for you.” 

“I just wanted a healthy baby.” Connor shakes his head.

“Yeah,” Brian nods, slapping a 50 dollar bill into Connor’s hand. “But we all know you really wanted a girl, you didn’t hide it well.” 

“I knew it, can’t deny it.” He shrugs nonchalantly. 

“He already bought the name plate that goes over the crib.” Mia grins, wrapping her arms around Connor from behind. “We don’t even have a crib.” She kisses between his shoulder blades and curls her fingers into his jacket.

“Your little girls already got you wrapped around her finger.” Brian teases Connor.

“Blame her Mom.” Connor responds, causing Mia to let out a loud gasp. 

“Excuse you.” Mia leaves a playful smack to Connor’s chest. “You’ve been whipped for this little girl since she found out about her.” 

“Can you blame me?”

[brashierc]

Game Plan | Prologue

7 Weeks Ago

Mia lived to be in the stands watching her boy play. It was her absolute most favorite thing to do.

She grew up watching football with her family every Sunday, Monday, and Thursday. It was just what her family did. So to say her family was Connor’s biggest fans was an understatement. They showed up to almost every game in blue and gold, his number painted on their cheeks, screaming his name almost as loud as she did. 

He could spot her anywhere in the crowd, having been the one to get her the tickets he made sure that she sat in the same spot at every game. Her auburn hair made her quite easy to spot, and then that smile was always there to greet his desperate eyes. 

This game though, was something else. He was really feeling the crowd and his teammates. He was throwing passes like it was as easy as breathing. He was trying out the new plays, and even resorting to some old high school fun. He was simply on fire, and having Shawn and Brian being in the same level of play just made for an exciting day of football.

They finished the game 58-7, and when he saw the look on her face before he headed to the locker room he knew he was in for a long night. 

That was all he could think about. 

“Brashier! You did me proud today.” Her dad spoke up first when he walked up to her family. 

He grinned and nodded. “Good, I’m glad.” 

He hugged her Mom, and shook her Dad’s hand. Her brother Jeremy gave her a ‘bro shake’, and Jeremy’s girlfriend Sarah settled for a polite wave. Once he was done saying hello to everyone he turned and locked eyes with his girl. 

“Hey,” She smiled. “You did good.” 

“Thanks.” He blushed, hugging her quickly before standing beside her and staring at the rest of her family. 

They all spoke idly about how work and school was going for everyone, and he inhaled sharply when her hand slipped into the back pocket of his jeans. He looked down at her, shooting her a glare. All she did was squeeze his ass in response. 

He coughed and cleared his throat, catching her mother's attention. “Are you feeling alright Connor?” 

“I’m okay, I’m just really overtired, had test a test today and practice this week was grueling.” 

“Oh, Mia, why didn’t you say anything. We’ll head out, you two get some rest okay? Don’t need my kids getting sick.” 

Mia and Connor both nod and smile, hugging and waving goodbye. 

“Overtired?” Mia grins looking to Connor as her family drives away.

“Overwhelmed?” He wraps his arms around her waist once he can’t see the car, pulling her close to his chest.

“With what?”

“Wanting you?” He bites his lip, cocking his head to the side. 

“Oh yeah? Well you might be in lu-”

“Brash! Fucking hell of a game, party at Shawn’s.” Brian claps his shoulder roughly, jostling them out of their moment. 

They both turn to see redheaded Brian Craigen and his girlfriend Alessia standing beside them. 

“Mia! Are you coming tonight? I need a drinking buddy.” Alessia asks, bouncing on her toes.

“What am I hmm?” Brian asks, leaning down to be close to her face.

“You’re my boyfriend who’s gonna go party with all his teammates and come back to me when you can’t walk straight because you drank too much. It’s a system at this point. I just hate drinking with that new girl Shawn’s with? She’s just not the kind I hang with.” 

Mia looks at Connor, silently begging him to come up with some excuse as to why they can’t go. 

“Yeah we’ll meet you over there, I wanna change.” Connor nods, fist bumping Brian as Alessia squeals about having Mia come tonight. 

Once they leave Mia and Connor head back to her car, he notices her pout right away.  “What?” He asks, once they’re both seated safely in the car. 

“We sent my family home to go to Shawn’s?” 

He sighs, taking her hand across the console as he drives them back to their apartment. 

“No,” He shakes his head. “We’ll go to Shawn’s long enough to make an appearance, say hi to Bri and Les, take a pic with them so the next morning we can say we were there, and then leave.” 

“So I’m gonna have to get ready just to leave?” 

He looks over, eyeing her quickly. 

“Why would you need to get ready?” 

“Because I can’t wear this to a party.” 

“Why?”

“Because it’s your practice jersey, it’s not party attire.” 

“It’s a celebration because I just won us a helluva game, you look hot as fuck in my jersey, I would say its party attire.” 

“You really like it?” 

“I really really really like it.” 

“Well stay no longer than an hour?”

“I’ll get us out of there in 20 minutes.” 

“Okay fine.” 

_______________________________________

It took him 12 minutes to pose for a beer pong picture with Brian, to peel Shawn away from the new girl he’s with and give their signature peace signs to the camera lens, and to get a picture of Mia and Alessia in front of the set photo backdrop wall. 

They were back home to their shared apartment in no time. 

“Leave it on Baby.” Connor husks, tugging her hands away from the hem of his jersey. 

He has her pressed against the wall of their hallway, not having the patience to wait until they got to the bedroom.

“You wanna fuck with the jersey on?” 

“Mhm.” He moans into her neck.

Yeah, it was a long night. 

[brashierc]

Summary: UCLA quarterback Connor Brashier learns the game of life when his long time girlfriend Mia Burke finds out that plans for the future are happening sooner rather than later. 

Prologue

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