#did anyone order the sad mitch marner

[cellythefloshie]

ＩＭＡＧＩＮＥ: Mitch Marner Learning How to Cook For You Celly’s 300 Follower Appreciation Requested by @luvmmarner

IMAGINE MITCH MARNER LEARNING HOW TO COOK FOR YOU

-ever since he had moved in across the hall from the apartment you shared with your many roommates you noticed one thing: Mitch Marner was always ordering takeout

-whenever he was in town and wasn’t heading out to a restaurant with one of the teammates that cycled through, he had a delivery man at his door with breakfast, lunch or dinner 

-it was a sad sight really

-but not an unfamiliar one

-you had dated many men that didn’t know how to cook

-and you were sure he hadn’t had much time to learn when he was playing hockey his entire life and had more than enough money for the habit

-but there was always something special about home-cooked food

-more specifically your homecooked food

-it was the reason you had been invited to live with your friends in the first place

-and they had even offered you a discounted rent on one condition: you did all the cooking

-it was your friends who had convinced you to drop off a plate outside of his apartment door when you knew he was playing a home game

-you tried to tell them that you were sure the team fed them

-but they were insistent

-wrapping it up in a paper bag with a note that said nothing more than the number of your apartment

-you had all stayed up that night and watched through the spy hole as he came home, found the bag and looked back towards your door with a smile

-it left you all stumbling, and laughing and there was no doubt that he had heard you all

-come morning he was returning the container personally

-and you invited him in for breakfast

-from there a routine was created

-you make his meals, and he joined you all to eat them or you left them outside your door

-it was one Mitch appreciated, but also felt bad for

-you didn’t need to be going out of your way to do such a thing

-and he liked you

-like really liked you

-you were generous, selfless, thoughtful

-and he wanted to take you properly

-so he started taking lessons with an online instructor when he found the time

-and when he was ready, he reached out to your roommates to help keep you busy - and away from the kitchen

-and while you were gone, they had left the apartment unlocked

-so he let himself into your kitchen and cooked dinner

-and only had the small complication of a single stove-top fire that he was able to put out after a bit of a scare

-and when you returned home, there was a hot meal and a glass of wine waiting for you

-if left you in disbelief that anyone would go through the effort to do something so grand for you

-he could have just offered to take you out to dinner

-but instead invested his time to really do something

-and it left you smiling, blushing even

-“so, does this mean I don’t have to cook for you anymore?”

-“oh no, please do,” he laughed, as he sat down at the table with you, “because I can’t promise that this will be any good”

-it wasn’t bad, and you appreciated every bit of effort he had put into it

-he had even helped you with the dishes when you both were done

-when the night was through, and Mitch was ready to make his way back to his apartment across the hall he solidified the night with a kiss

[whyamiupagain]

Another Sad Love Song

imagine #2 part #2

Hi guys! Sorry I haven’t uploaded. School is kicking my ass but I’ll try to post more with longer parts. Hope you enjoy! 

Days had gone by. I did all I could possibly do to avoid Auston. If a friend would invite me for lunch I had to make sure Auston wouldn't be there or any way Auston could somehow show up where we were at for me to even go out, all without dropping hints that something happened. I changed my route to school because I knew for sure I would run into Auston on the daily. I was basically in constant fear I had to be face to face with the man who broke my heart. Finally it took about a week or so for our mutual friends to wonder why I wouldn't hangout with them anymore. I lied to them saying that I had some random school project that was stressing me out. They all decided to surprise me by waiting for me to get out of class and "kidnap" me. It was actually a very kind gesture that I really appreciated because it took my mind off of Auston. We all went to go eat at my favorite restaurant, we went to see a movie, and we even went bowling. For the first time in a long time I genuinely felt happy. They told me they had more surprises for me. They insisted on blindfolding me to "enhance the experience", which I did just so they would shut up. We drove for about 15 minutes. They helped me get out of the car safely and also made sure I wouldn't crack my head on the way up the stairs. One of them knocked and then I heard a door being opened. They lead me in and told me to take off my blindfold at the count of 3. 

"1, 2, 3!" they cheered. And I took off my blindfold and saw that we were at my apartment. I thought how in the world did they get in? I saw balloons, goodies and sweets, a couple of beer cases, and non other than Auston Matthews. Then I realized how they got in. I gave Auston a key when we first started "dating". I was still so happy from the very kind gesture my friends were doing for me but it was so hard keeping my smile up once I saw Auston. 

"Wow" I said still amazed and ignoring Auston. 

"Do you like it?" one friend asked.

"Ya, I love it, and I love all of you guys. Thank you for today it really meant a lot" I said to them.  

"Oh great! We were really hoping you'd like it. We even got Mr Auston Matthews here to get some free time to spend it with us and not the 'love of his life' " one friend joked. We all laughed and Auston just looked annoyingly at the friend. They all chimed in comments like "Loved Boy" or "Soon to be married Matthews". They didn't mean to hurt me, but those comments really stung me. Hard. 

"Im going to go get fresh air" I told them and I stepped into the cold Toronto air. As soon as I closed the door tears came flying down from my eyes. All I could hear was the distant noise of people chattering, the cold wind, and my sobbing. I couldn't take it much longer. He's in love with someone else. Not me. I just had to accept it the way it was. As much as it hurt, I wanted him to do what made him the happiest. I quickly tried to stop crying, I fixed my makeup and took out my phone to see if I didn't look like I was balling my eyes out just a few seconds ago. Right as I was about to stand up from where I was sitting, one of Auston and I's mutual friend, Mitch Marner, came out and joined me. He could quickly tell what I was doing outside. He didn't say anything, instead he hugged me. Again, since Im such a crybaby, I began to cry. He whispered to me that everything was going to be ok, and that he wouldn't leave me until I let it all out so I could enjoy the rest of the night. A couple minutes later I stopped crying. And we stayed there in silence. 

"So do you want to talk about it?" Mitch asked after a couple of minutes. 

"Im not quite sure if this is the right time" I told him. 

"Well you know I heard that of you tell someone what's making you feel sad that you'll feel better after telling them" Mitch tried to convince me to tell him what the hell is making me sad after what a wonderful day we all just had. After thinking for a while, I was prepared to finally tell him, since all he was trying to do was be a good friend, when the door opened and out our friend yelled at us to go back inside or else we would die of hypothermia. 

I could easily tell that they were all slightly drunk with the exception of a very quiet and slightly annoyed Auston. 

"Ok, ok were going. Jesus Christ calm down" Mitch told them. He helped me get up and whispered in my ear, reminding me that we weren't done with our conversation. We got in and I was immediately handed a beer. I quickly shot it down so that I forget why I got sad after such an amazing day. On my third beer, Auston announced that he was leaving. Grumbling and nagging began to arise. Our friends were teasing him that he had to return home to the "Mrs" which Auston simply rolled his eyes at. I was starting to get too drunk to even make a remark of the comments. Right as Auston was about to close the door I caught him starring at me. Which I then , due to my drunkenness, flipped him off which made all our equally drunk friends laugh at my actions to him. I saw him smirk slightly before shutting the door leaving me with a night to regret in the morning. 

 The day after I had a pretty massive headache. That was my main goal of the night anyways. I just up to a messy empty house, praying that all my friends made it home safely. I took a shower and cleaned up the mess my friend had left me. I got a call from Mitch inviting me to brunch and so that we can continue last nights conversation. I agreed, hung up, got ready, and went to go meet him up where we had agreed to meet. I got there a tad late but luckily for me Mitch knew my regular order and ordered for me. We sat there had a bit of small talk before Mitch told me to tell him what was bothering me last night.

"Mitch, I don't want to cry in front of all these people or even in public" I told him. I thought those excuses would get me out of telling him. 

"Come on (Y/N) don't give me excuses. I want to know what was bothering you so that I can either fix the situation or beat up the guy who made you feel this way" he said, which made me mentally laugh at little ol'Mitch trying to beat up a much bigger Auston. 

"Ok, fine. I'll tell you. But please don't get mad at Auston or say anything about this to anyone even Auston" I said to him. He seemed to get mad, maybe at the thought that Auston would do something to me, but he just nodded. "Ok, so a couple months before the season ended me and Auston started to date. We didn't want to tell anyone. So you know, as one does in a relationship, we got to know each other pretty well and I fell in love with him and I thought he was in love of me too. Summer came and you know I went to go see my parents and Auston went to see his. He didn't call nor text me at all during the summer and I didn't think about to much because I knew he was with his family and he was having fun. When I saw her with him when we all got back to Toronto. And when I heard him present her as his girlfriend that he adored so much, I lost it. He never wanted to let people know that we were dating nor did he want to be seen out in public aline with me. I never once heard him talk about me like the way he did about her. I confronted him, I asked him if I meant anything else to him besides a daily hook up or if our relationship meant anything to him. And he told me he only saw me as a friend that he was too in love with her. I asked him if he ever loved me the way I did to him and he said no. And for days I was avoiding you all in fear that I might see him. Sorry that I lied. And when I saw him last night it hit me again, that he never loved me, that he loves somebody else. That I just need to accept it because in the end I just want him to be happy. But, its just so hard to continue loving the person who broke your heart, its hard seeing them love another person" I finally told him with tears threatening to come out. Mitch was just in pure shock. It took him sometime to take in all the information that I just spilled.

"I need to go" he said while getting up and pulling out way too much cash for our meal and setting it down on the table.

"Mitch wait", I grabbed on to his arm," please don't tell Auston. I don't want him to get mad or I don't want him to end the relationship he's in right now, he's so happy with her. I just need to accept that" I said to the frantic boy.

"No (Y/N), I am going to go tell him what a big mistake he made and of all the pain he's done to you, then only he can decide what to do about it" and with that he got easily out of my grip and ran off to his car. I just sat at the table in full shock. I couldn't move or even think. I was just waiting for whatever was to happen next. 

[mitchellmarnthews]

Mitch Marner ~ Memories

Okay so a while ago I mentioned maybe writing a series, and whilst writing this imagine I got inspired and thought of maybe continuing it on as a series if people were interested and wanted me to, so please let me know if you want me to!

Requested: Yes

“43 and 50 (with any leafs player you want), please?”

Writing Prompt 43. “I am not losing you again!”

Writing Prompt 50. “I need you to forgive me.

Warnings: Swear word

For @adele22-1

The worst part of your childhood is growing up, and realising that everything you expected to happen, doesn't really.

There's no Disney princes or castles.

There's no horses and carriages.

Maybe the worst part of growing up though, is when the one person you were closer to than anyone else; the one person you told every secret to; the one person you thought would always be there, isn't anymore.

Moving across the country and leaving behind your best friend in the world, that's the worst.

It had been almost 8 years since you had seen Mitch, and not a single day has gone by that you don't miss him.

There was only so much phone calls and FaceTime could do, and eventually you both grew too busy for that.

Mitch's hockey career took off, and you were so focused on your studies, that the time in between you last spoke grew from a few days, to a few weeks, to a few months, and then eventually, a few years.

You understood how important hockey was to him, it was all he ever spoke out when you two sat buried under the covers, way past your curfews, with torches when you were 10, talking about your dreams and hopes.

His dedication and passion didn't make it any easier on you though. You understood his reasoning for taking a couple days to reply back when he was in juniors, because he always did eventually, but now that he had reached the NHL it was clear he just didn't have the time for you anymore.

That stung.

You were slowly getting used to that missing piece of you, it had taken years to work towards it, but you were.

That's why when he walked into the small coffee shop that you worked at, you realised everything was about to spiral out of control.

You watched him walk in, 2 other guys following close behind, and quickly ducked behind the counter, earning a few looks from your colleague.

"Can you take this table please?" You begged, hoping she'd take a hint and do you this favour.

Ofcourse she picked up on your hesitation, and being the little shit that she was, she claimed she was busy and headed off towards another table.

Cursing her mentally a few times, you made your way over to the table they were seated at.

"Hi, I'm Y/N and I'll be your server today, what can I get you guys?" You asked, keeping your head down so as to not draw attention to yourself.

They ordered and Mitch seemingly didn't recognise you, which you were grateful for.

It's not that you didn't want to talk to him. It's just that after all this time you were scared that it would be awkward and uncomfortable, and you wanted to remember your relationship as it once was. You wanted to remember the laughs and good times.

You prepared their drinks and headed back to the table, again thankful when Mitch didn't say anything to you.

You busied yourself cleaning a few tables and the counter, and when you noticed them leaving you let out a breath you didn't realise you had been holding.

You were finally in the clear.

That was until you heard your name from behind.

You turned slowly, and were greeted by that wide smile and those beautiful blue eyes.

"Thought I wouldn't recognise you, huh, Y/Ni? You avoiding me or something?"

You cringed internally at that, and tired to laugh it off.

"No, I just didn't want to disturb you when you were with your friends that's all." You replied, but knew immediately he wasn't going to buy that for a second.

"Hmm sure. Well they're gone now, so how about we catch up?"

"I'm work..." you started before you were cut off by Mitch.

"I overheard you just saying to the other server that you were going to take you break, so you're not getting out of this." He told you.

Well you couldn't fight that.

You nodded and pointed to a table near the back of the cafe, away from the other customers.

"So how have you been?" You asked when the two of you were seated and comfortable.

"I've been good. Busy I guess." He answered and you couldn't help but scoff a little at that.

"Don't I know that." You muttered under your breath.

You thought he hadn't caught it, but when you looked up at him he was scratching the back of his neck nervously.

"Yeah about that, I'm really sorry that I haven't really been able to talk much in the last little while, it's just been so  full on."

"Little while? Mitch it's been almost 2 years since you replied to one of my messages, nevermind answered my calls. I get that you're busy, I have been too, but I still make time for the important people in my life. I thought you did too." You replied truthfully.

It was all coming out now, and there was no way of stoping it.

"Look I know I've been an awful friend, and I'm really sorry, okay? If I'd have known you were back in Toronto I would have come and seen you sooner. When did you get back?"

"I moved back about a year ago for school. You would have known if you'd asked, if you'd have stayed in contact. What would have happened if you hadn't come in here today? It could be 20 years down the line and you might still have never uttered a single word to me or replied to any of my messages."

You weren't accepting the excuses he was trying to feed you, and by this point you were fed up. "Look I already said I was sorry. I don't know what else you want me to say, other than I truly do apologise for the way I've treated you these past few years. I've missed your voice, and your annoying habits, and our late night talks under the covers when our parents thought we were asleep. I know it's not going to go back to that overnight, but now you're back in Toronto, maybe we can start over?" He asked, and you could hear the sadness in his tone.

"I don't know, Mitchy. It's been really hard these last few years. There's been times I've needed you, I needed my best friend, and you weren't there."

“Y/N please, I need you to forgive me." He pleaded with you.

"I need to think about it Mitch."

"Okay, I understand, but I just want you to know, I really have missed you. It's like a piece of me has been missing, and now that you're back, I am not losing you again!”

With that confession, he stood up and walked out, leaving you alone with your thoughts.

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