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i can’t believe there’s still a debate about who the hottest hughes brother is when he literally exists

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this is so real of them

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Nights have been so long without Devils hockey

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i’m a gavin girl forever ❕this was so cuteeee

Dream Boy

Summary : In which the sweet dream boy you saw freshman year turns into Your dream boy sophomore year

You and Gavin first met a Umich your Freshman year in the first week in one of your many classes you had together . But you first saw Gavin at freshman orientation and immediately had a crush on him . You and Gavin basically had almost every class together . You can't lie he was hot and sweet but you didn't want to get in a relationship as this was your start to college and you knew most college guys that were freshman were just looking to hookup .

Over the first couple months after meeting Gavin you had gotten close, you guys had had study dates even though both of your friends you brought along to make it less date like told you they were just third wheeling and it was indeed a study date . You brought one of your friends from your theater class and Gavin brought one of his teammates from the hockey team .

After that you and Gavin got even closer now from the study dates you were now going to each others events you invited Gavin to your showcases and he invited you to his hockey games and sat with the other girlfriends . This went on for the rest of the year .

Then the day you had been dreading since you met Gavin had come the last day of classes , which meant not seeing Gavin as often due to summer break and you hated that .

At least for now you didn't have to think about that because there was one big event left : The Umich Hockey End of Year Party which the hockey team . Gavin had invited you saying that is was one last big hangout with all the guys and your friends to hand out before you left as his friends and your friends had kind of meshed into one big group. So as your leaving your last class you are texting Gavin and he let you know the dress code is just umich colors .

Later that night about an hour after the party started you are almost done getting ready. You decided to wear a dark maize tube top and blue shorts with a university of Michigan jacket but left it unbuttoned in the front . Just as you were putting on your shoes you got a text from Gavin :

Gav 🥰 : where are you I don't see you ? 😢

You : im done getting ready im heading over now lol

Gav : ok see you , when you get here park next to my car

About 10 minutes later you arrive to the frat house and park nexts to Gavins car . The house pretty crowded but thats to be expected with an end of year party . You enter the house and the sound of music and laughter fills your ears . You look towards the kitchen and see Gavin and his hockey teammates and some of the girlfriends laughing and drinking so you head over.

" hey Y/N's here " Ethan yells drunkenly , that makes Gavin turn towards you at the speed of light . You both make eye contact and it holds and you can feel the shift in your relationship. You had started to notice it about a week ago the subtle touches around your waist , the excuses made just so he can hold your hand and now this something is shifting and you aren't complaining

After coming back to reality and hear Ethan still screaming about the house reaching capacity but I couldn't really make it out since he 1. was drunk off his ass and 2. I couldn't stop staring at my boy . I can't believe I'm referencing him as my boy but I am and I love it

Gavin and I are still making eye contact but we are saying so many words his eyes are saying " come here " my eyes are saying " come get me " but both are saying " you feel it too" at this point Gavin has had enough and as you continue staring at his eyes as your standing against the counter he comes over to you trapping you in between his arms , " come to my room with me yeah" he asks . You nod your head as you look up at him.

He grabs your hand as he leads you up the stairs and his teammates see and they start whooping and whistling and you definitely hear Luca yell " Finally " you laugh as Gavin continues to lead you up the stairs to his room. You finally get to Gavins room and he ushers you in with his hand dangerously close to your ass which makes you smile and make your heart flutter a she closes his door .

Gavin walks to his bed as he takes off his shoes and sit on the edge . You stay back towards his door and lean on it as you both make eye contact . " c'mere pretty girl" he says. You walk over and you see him spread his legs open to accommodate your body , as you fit perfectly between his legs he holds the back of your thighs and pulls you as close as possible , he pulls you with so much strength you have to hold onto his shoulders , after you catch your balance you wrap your arms around his neck and stare into his eyes.

He inches his lips closer and closer as you say "Gav" in a breathy tone " I know baby I feel it to" " what are we now" you question " You're mine and I'm yours if you'll have me " he says. Thats all it takes for the damn to break and for you to crash your lips onto his , he groans as you quite literally take his breath away . He moves his hand from the back of your thighs to you waist as he pulls you so you're now straddling him and from there his hands move to your ass pinching and pulling which you take as a sign he's enjoying himself among other things .

After a while you pull away to catch your breath. "wow' you both say at the same time you laugh and blush as you hide your face in his neck. He then lays flat on his back as he takes you down with him so you're now laying on his chest . He laughs as you still blush with your face in his neck. " don't blush now baby you literally shoved your tongue down my throat a couple minutes ago" this makes you groan as he laughs even harder , that beautiful laugh you love so much .

After you both settle down and change out of the party clothes and into pajamas and for you thats just Gavins clothes you both cuddle up on his bed as he choses some random show to watch. The room fills with silence until Gavin says " its always been you since the day we met our first week of class " You look at him from his chest and smile as you say " its always been you too Gav ever since I saw you in freshman orientation " " But we didn't even meet yet we met a week later during the first week " he cocks his eyebrow " exactly my dream boy ive had a crush on you since I saw you during freshman orientation " . Gavin smiles as he leans down to connect your lips for the sweetest kiss you've ever had .

Note: HIIII I haven't written anything in a while but im back with this sweet piece for Gavin . As always requests are open send them my way if you have them

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i have zero inspiration to write rn 😀

please send concepts i am begging you

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“i can do it with a broken heart” belongs to jack hughes and i will die on that hill

#jack hughes #the tortured poets department

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new taylor double album = more fic concepts 🩶

in all seriousness, happy ttpd release day to those who celebrate 🩶

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you know if I weren’t already clinically depressed this would do the trick

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i can’t handle this today ☹️☹️☹️

STOP DOING THIS TO ME CAPTAIN SWISS??

#he needs to be protected at all costs

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BETH!?!?!?!?!?! for me personally, i would call off my wedding if nico said he wanted me back. JUST SAYING

He's Mr Perfect

Summary: You run to Nico when you become unsure about marrying a man everyone has called Mr Perfect.

Pairing: Nico Hischier x Fem!Reader // OC!Male Character (Simon) x Fem!Reader (Only Mentioned)

Requested: Nope (requests are open)

Song Inspo: Cold Feet - Tenille Arts

Warnings: nsfw language but no actual smut, angst, nico x ex!reader, exes to lovers, infidelity, hints to a past relationship, relationship insecurities, cold feet, not edited

Notes: don't ask me what this is because i don't know what it is myself, the song came on and i started to write the first thing that came to me...which was this. don't know if i'll do a second part to it because i'm really bad at doing follow up fics but might try if people want it. anyway, here it is, my second nico fic 🥰 i hope you enjoyed it, feedback is always appreciated. seriously, give writers feedback, it makes us feel good

The ends of Nico's hair softly tickle the back of your shoulder, his head dipping to kiss your skin, teasing out a quiet sigh. His touch is featherlight until he reaches the bottom of your neck, where he playfully nips your weakest point and soothes the sting with his tongue. Here, your perfume smelt the strongest, a concoction that always had a hint of honey and vanilla to it, leaving him intoxicated. He ignores the ache in his chest, trying to coax it away with memories of the now, and kisses the same spot once more, before pulling away.

He takes a second to trail his eyes down your back as you push up to rest on your elbows, your head turning to face him in the dark. Your lips were swollen, with faint indents on your bottom lip from where he had sunk his teeth and nipped at it all night. Traces of your lipstick were smudged at the corners, and Nico swore he could see the slightest hint of a smile that he might miss if he looked away.

No, he definitely wasn't ready to acknowledge the part of him telling him he'd miss this come the next morning when you inevitably crawled out of his bed. The part that was trying to remind him that you were no longer his, that this was just something you needed before you went on with the rest of your life.

Not when you looked like that.

Beneath the thin sheet, his hand skims the small of your back, his thumb brushing against the dip in the column of your spine. "Still haven't changed your mind?" He asks, spoiling the silence that had settled between you. He knew your answer would be no but he had decided there was no harm in him asking.

You flip over, his hand never leaving you, his large palm coming to rest on your stomach. Only moments ago, he had been pressing it down, grunting above you as he made a show of telling you he could feel himself bulging against you. Heat floods your cheeks and you squeeze your thighs together, trying to forget anything he said or did tonight was going to be difficult.

Searching for your other hand, your fingers trace the ring, the diamond pear-shaped and obnoxiously large. It felt heavier than normal like all the guilt of tonight had gathered there. You should've left it in your car, stashed it away in the glove box and treated it like some dirty secret you were embarrassed about. And yet doing that felt worse to you than laying naked next to your old lover.

Nico grunts at your side, pulling you back to reality, "I'll take your silence as a no."

"I don't know..." your voice trails off, a sigh filling the silence that followed.

You tear your fingers away from your ring and roll over to face him, the warmth in his eyes, almost black in the darkness of his bedroom, reaching out to touch you. His hand slides along your ribs and you look down in time to see him squeezing your side. The perfect little touches. That was something Simon was missing. He thought gifts (large, obnoxiously expensive gifts) were the way to make you feel better. But Nico knew what parts of you to touch, and how to touch to you, to make you feel better.

"It's all planned, Nico, everything," you tell him, holding onto his arm, "the bridesmaid dresses, the church, the flowers, where we'll go for our honeymoon; all decided by someone else."

Your throat thickens, making it hard for you to speak, and small tears sting your eyes. The only part of you anyone will see in this wedding will be you walking down the aisle in a dress you didn't even get to pick. 'A Button doesn't plan their wedding,' you could hear Claudia's words ringing in your head, those black beady eyes glaring at you as you shut your eyes.

"And they all keep telling me how he's perfect, that I've got myself a good one. But..." a tear slips down the bridge of your nose and he quickly swipes it away "...the closer it gets, the more I keep wondering if I might be making a mistake. I love Simon, but I don't know if I love him enough to marry him."

He frowns, the ache in his chest persisting the longer you talk. "And that's where I come in."

You throw your hands over your face and whimper. All of this was wrong. Coming to Nico when your insecurities over Simon and the wedding were eating you up was wrong. You knew that. But when you arrived at his apartment, the part of you that was telling you no had seemingly sprouted wings and flown off.

"I'm sorry."

"Don't apologise-"

"But I should," you interrupt him from behind your hands, "I should've gone to a bar and slept with the first guy to give me attention." You drop your hands, greeted only by a disapproving frown. "Not throw myself back into your life."

He hums before lifting your hand, pressing a quick kiss to the palm of your hand. It was enough of a distraction to give him enough time to slip the ring off your finger. "And I could've told you to leave," he counters, and you watch him reach across your body to put the ring on the bedside table, "that I didn't want to see you."

"But you didn't," you whisper, caged beneath his body, his forearm resting at your side and holding his weight up as he slots himself back between your thighs. You can't help but think about how right it feels to have him like this, and you don't feel guilty for thinking it.

He shakes his head. "No, I didn't."

He dips his head and you sigh, his breath warm as it hits your skin, his kisses soft as his mouth touches your neck. His tongue flicks out and trails against your sternum, moving lower to kiss over your breasts. Your body reacts, arching away from the bed, your head going dizzy as his hand moulds to the curve of your breast, his thumb rolling over your sensitive nipple.

"Nico," his name comes out breathy, and just loud enough for him to flick his eyes up to look at you.

"I'm glad you came to me," he tells you, kissing back up your neck, chasing your lips, "and didn't spend the night with some stranger." The kiss is soft and chaste, leaving you wanting more, but he pulls away. His eyes search yours for just a glimmer of hope. "I've missed you."

"I'm running out of time, Nico," you whimper, voice cracking and nuzzling your face into his palm as it cups your jaw.

Tomorrow you would leave for England, flying privately with Simon to his London apartment, and then travel north to his family's estate. From there, you had a week full of rehearsal dinners, photo opportunities, final dress fittings and then the big day. The whole week was planned out. It wouldn't surprise you if bathroom breaks were also part of that plan.

Come next week, you would no longer be Miss Y/L/N but Mrs Button instead. And you were yet to feel excited for any of it.

Nico kisses your cheek, the saltiness of your spilt tears lingering on his lips. If it was up to him, he'd ask for a second chance and deliver that ring personally to Simon himself.

He glances at the bedside table, the large diamond taunting him. The diamond should've been smaller and princess cut, not pear.

"Go tomorrow, if that's what you want, but promise me you'll only marry him because you're certain it's what you want. Don't do it because someone has told you it's the right thing to do." He presses his thumb against your jaw and rubs the calloused pad softly against you, watching your eyes flutter shut, more tears escaping. "He might be Mr Perfect but that doesn't make him perfect for you."

You open one eye, trying revel in his soft touch. "And if I decide not to go?"

"Then you do what you did tonight," Nico answers, lowering to kiss you, "you come back to me."

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Last devils game

Last time we will see this same roster

Luke’s last game as a rookie

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idk if y’all have ever seen this edit but it’s consumed all my thoughts for almost a year now so i had to share!!

@/zegraser on tiktok i legit love you

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the special blue bow

Dad!Nico Hischier x Mom!Reader

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summary: Nico and Leah, his 3 year old daughter, spend a day together. (w/ doggies and uncles!)

word count: 3,5k

genre: pure fluff!

warnings: nothing

note: Hi! This is based on this request! I wrote this with no experience with babies so i hope you'll like this, because, well, i did my best 😪 enjoy xx

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 You slightly open your eyes to the bright sun brushing your face when you hear the tiny feet slapping to the floor. The first thing you see is Nico’s sleeping figure and messy hair covering his eyes, you gently brush them away to admire his gorgeous face before he wakes up.

“Daddy!” Leah, your almost 3-year-old daughter, whispers as she tries to pull the duvet from Nico's cocooned body. “Daddy, wake up!” 

You yawn and straighten up against the soft pillows behind you, stretching your arms before calling for your daughter. “Lea, baby, c'mere.” 

“Mommy! You are awake!” she squeaks and runs to your side of the bed, you help her climb to the high bed with a smile on your face. “Hello, miss!” 

“Hello!” she chuckles as she lets her tiny body lay between you and Nico's still sleeping body, haphazardly brushing her straight hair away from her face. 

“Why are you awake? It's so early.” you coo at her, admiring her light brown locks shining like golden under the sunlight. 

“‘Cause…” she presses her forefinger to her chin and gives you her best ‘I’m thinking’ look. “Daddy said we can watch doggies!” she says excitedly. 

“No way! Did he?” you ask with the same excitement, opening your eyes widely. “Yes!” she responds.

That was a habit you have had since her early months. She wasn't a tough baby like many others, but she was a baby after all! She had lots of sleepless nights, 10 times wake-ups at nights, and lots of early mornings, and the best way to entertain her was to go for morning walks and watch the dogs play with their owners in parks. 

As you expected, Nico opens his eyes with his daughter’s yapping, but instead of saying something, he just watches his mini-me with heart-eyes. 

“Can I wake him?” she asks, getting up from her lying position. “Okay, but be gentle, okay?” she nods at you and whispers an ‘Okay’. 

Nico closes his eyes and acts asleep before she notices. 

“Daddy… Daddy, wake up!” she shakes him as much as she can with her tiny hands but he doesn't open his eyes, which makes her kinda upset. She looks at you with pouty lips “Daddy isn't- Aah!” she screams in mid-sentence when she feels her dad's arms around her little torso. 

“Good morning, princess.” Nico says, his voice is deep and his eyes are sleepy, he's gently hugging the little girl to his chest. 

“Daddy! You scared me!” Leah chuckles at her own words and adds. “You're so sleepy.”

You glide down next to them and tickle her belly, hearing the giggles you're addicted to. “Because it's so early, you silly.” you say with a smile. 

“Yes, I think we should keep sleeping.” Nico says behind his daughter and closes hs eyes again, making her pout and turn over to him. “No! But Daddy, doggies wake up early! They miss us!” 

You can't see her face right now but you're pretty sure she's giving him her best puppy eyes as she does whenever she wants to convince you to do something. 

Well, it always works and she knows that.

“You know how to get me, don't you?” Nico says, and continues when the little girl starts giggling with pride at getting what she wants. “But I need kisses to get up.”

Oh boy… If you ask her about her top three, it would be:

Daddy

Butterflies 

KISSES!

“Okay!” Leah screams with enthusiasm and straddles her father's chest, starts kissing every single inch of his face with hunger. 

“You woke the kissing monster!” you say before start laughing. 

You love mornings like this, where you don't have to rush for anything - except for watching ‘doggies’ - just three of you and the little guy who is going to join you 4 months later enjoying the moment, cuddling, kissing, and chilling together. 

 “This is Lukey because he's tall, this is Jacky because he's a baby and this is Johnny because he's curly!” Leah points at the dogs from the bench as they run over and play with each other, making the girl giggle with their every move. 

“Yeah? Do you know them?” Nico cocks his brows, catching the girl's attention with the question. 

She takes a sip from her orange juice and answers regardlessly, eyes still focus on the dogs. “Of course, Daddy, they're my friends!” 

“Oh, okay, I'm sorry.” Nico says, taking a strand of the girl's soft hair and curling it around his finger. "Is there any Nico there, by chance?” he asks with a smirk.

“No,” Leah shakes her head and points at the Bernese running after a little Cockapoo. “But look! He is Timmy, playing with Jacky!” she says and looks at Nico with a huge grin. 

“You're so silly, Lea!” Nico laughs and stands up in front of the girl, grabbing the purple plushy butterfly and reaching out his hand to the little girl. “Shall we go? Mommy and Peanut have probably gotten hungry by now.”

She jumps out of the bench and holds the hand waiting for him. “Can we get flowers for Mommy?” she asks nicely, her eyes still on the dogs.

“Of course, we can, princess.” he nods and looks over at the dogs behind him, waving at them. “Goodbye, Lea's friends!” 

“Bye-bye, doggies!” She cheers. 

 “Mommy! We got you flowers!” Leah runs to the living room with her plushy butterfly and flower bouquet as soon as Nico takes her Crocs off. 

“Oh, my baby, these are so beautiful! Thank you so much! Oh-” she cuts you off with a very messy kiss on your lips. “Thank you for that too!” you wrap your arms around her little torso. 

“You like them?” she asks and looks at you with chocolate brown eyes, pressing her lips together that her deep dimples show up. 

“Of course, baby! They're gorgeous! We should put them in a vase, but first, what about you and Daddy clean up? Then we can have breakfast and watch Bluey?” you ask, giving a kiss on her forehead. 

She nods and looks at Nico, who's finally joining you, with shiny eyes. She loves him so much and even though she doesn't know that yet, aside from her look, everything about her is the same as his, especially her energy! 

“Daddy! Bathroom!” she squeaks and starts running with her plushy butterfly. You and Nico exchange a glance and you start laughing. “Good luck with that.” 

“Why thank you!” he says sarcastically and goes after the little girl. 

Not longer than 15 minutes, you prepare Leah's waffles, berries, and milk, and wait for them to join you since Nico said ‘Baby will be a peanut if you keep eating peanut butter every day.’ so he cooks for you to make sure you don’t have PB&J for breakfast everyday. 

You take a seat and grab your phone, answering some texts from your friend Kylie. She has a fitting for her wedding dress today and about an hour later you're going to join her, which means Leah and Nico will be together all day. 

Yesterday he told her they're gonna have a father-daughter day, watch doggies, and see Uncle ‘Johnny’, ‘Lukey’ and ‘Jacky’. Well, that probably sounded like heaven to her and you can understand why she's so energetic today. 

Most of the time Nico has morning skates, morning runs with Jack, or morning training, so she can't have him to herself as much as she wants to, which is very reasonable since you can't also have him to yourself because of the same reasons. 

You turn off your phone and leave it to your side when you hear Nico's footsteps, he sits beside you on the couch with Leah on his lap. You giggle when you notice their hair, he made two messy pigtails for her… and also himself. “Wow, you look like twins! I like your hair!” you admit.

She murmurs a ‘thank you’ between her giggles and throws some hair bows to your lap, looking at you with big brown eyes as she grabs two of them. “Mommy, lila or pi- wait- daddy!” she turns to Nico and whispers as she shows him the pink bow, “What's that?” 

Nico has been speaking Swiss-German to Leah ever since you told him you're pregnant; it started with him talking to your baby bump, he always had time to speak to his baby even if he was on the roadie, most of the time he was talking about his day, hockey, his friends and of course, how much he loves her and you. 

He’s bought lots of baby books for her, again, in German, and read them as much as he could and only speaks his mother tongue when he's with her so that she could learn her father's language. 

Well, she does, she understands him very well but doesn't prefer to speak in Swiss-German. However, she's such a daddy's girl so she tries her best to make Nico happy, like, right now. 

“It's rosa, baby.” he whispers back with a smile. “Lila or rosa?” Leah asks you again, pointing to the bows. 

“Mmm, can I get the lila?” you ask, knowing pretty well she's not going to give it to you, it's her favorite color. 

“No, but you can have rosa!” she chuckles, trying to clip your hair back with the pink bow. “Ouch- thank you, does it look good?” you ask them, they answer in unison “Yes!” 

She sits back on Nico's lap and gives you the purple bow, waiting for you to clip it on one of her pigtails. You get closer and clip the little purple bow on, ask her while playing with her little pigtail. “Do you want one more?”

“Yes, lila.” she gives you the other pair and starts playing with Nico's fingers silently. “What's the magic word, Lea?” Nico asks behind her. 

“Please!” she screams, making both of you laugh with her excitement. “Okay, there you go! She looks gorgeous, isn't she?” you ask Nico, which makes her turn over to him with a shy smile. 

“She looks wonderful! You look so pretty, Lea!” Nico coos, making the girl blush and cling to him. 

“You want, too?” she asks when she pulls away from the hug, this time she sits closer to you and grasps some bows. 

“Yes, we should add some bows to Daddy's pigtails!” you encourage her. 

“Orange or this?” she asks, showing green and orange bows in her clubby hands. “Erm, can I have this one?” Nico asks, grabbing the blue bow from your lap and showing the girl, which makes her get angry all of a sudden. She takes it from his hand harshly and gives it to you, “No!” she says with a frown. 

“Why not? I like blue.” he asks curiously. 

“No! Mommy, keep it!” After she makes sure that you have the blue bow, she shows the orange and green bows again. “It's special! This or that?”  

“Can I have the green one, then?” Nico asks with a pout. “No,” she giggles and adds, “Do you want orange?”

“Do I have another choice?” he asks as the toddler shakes her head and walks over him with two orange bows. “No!” 

You take some pictures of them before asking, “Would you like some help, baby? Daddy looks like he's in pain.” you giggle. 

“No, it's done!” She responds and kisses Nico. “You look pretty, daddy!” 

“Thank you, princess. I have the best hairdresser in the city.” he says, kissing the girl's soft cheek. “And since all of us have bows now, she has to eat her breakfast already.” he says, lifting the girl in his arms. 

“Thank god!” you groan and get up from your seat. “Peanut has been kicking me for food.” 

“Oh no…” Leah whines and adds “Peanut doesn't have a bow!”

 Kylie came to pick you up after breakfast and you, unfortunately, left Nico and Leah alone. They watched some German cartoons, did some painting, played with Barbies and now it's time to go to Uncle Jack's apartment. 

“Okay we got your toys, Hello Kitty coloring book and crayons, water bottle, iPad, bunny ears, and carrots,” Nico checks everything in her butterfly backpack before they leave in case they forget anything. “Do we need any else, Lea?” 

Leah swings her legs out of the couch as she hugs her butterfly plush and thinks, suddenly she jumps out of it and runs to her room. “My bows!” 

She returns with her colorful bows, obviously, there will be more than enough hair to play for her. She throws them into the backpack and hugs her plush again. 

“We can go now!” she says, smiling enough to display her deep dimples. 

“Okay, let's go.” he says and grabs the girl's hand. 

 “Lukey!” Leah screams as soon as she sees the tall man, he kneels and hugs her tightly, swinging the girl around, which makes her squeak in happiness. “LeeLee! I missed you!” he says.

“I missed you more.” she whispers to his neck, at this point she doesn't care about Jack or John waiting for her. 

“Sometimes it feels like she loves him more.” Jack says while greeting Nico. 

He pauses and grins, “I mean, she loves him more?”

Jack rolls his blue eyes and opens his arms to take Leah from his brother's arms. “Lea, didn't you miss me?” he tickles her sides. 

“No.” she says with a grin, her arms still around Luke's neck. “What?!” Jack protests, his eyes open widely, which makes her giggle harder. “Kidding! I missed you, too.” 

Jack takes her from Luke's arms and kisses her cheek. “I knew it.” 

“But I miss Lukey more!” She says as she bites her lip to hold her giggle back. 

Even though Jack doesn't want to accept that just yet, it is obvious to everyone that Luke is her favorite in every category: Best friend? Lukey. Best babysitter? Lukey. Best uncle? Again, Lukey! 

“Just accept it!” Luke grins at his brother's expression and joins the men in the living room. 

The men spent the afternoon with video games, hockey talk (as usual), and other things while Leah did paintings in her Hello Kitty coloring book with Luke, shared carrots with her John, forced Luke to watch Bluey with her, and showed some of her pictures from Nico's phone to the men as if they haven't seen them before and now, she's in her hairdresser mood again!

“Daddy, can I have my bows, please?” Leah crawls onto her father's lap and rests her head on his chest, watching him and Jack playing something she doesn't understand. 

Nico kisses the girl's hair and pulls her closer to his chest, gazing at the room real quick; her toys are on the floor and half of the crayons are on the coffee table while the other half is almost everywhere. 

“You can, but can you tidy up your toys and crayons first, baby? It looks kinda messy.” Nico asks, even though his eyes are still focused on the game, he feels himself lost in her angelic scent… of baby shampoo. 

She nods and jumps out of his lap, starts picking up everything belonging to her, and throws them into the backpack negligently. 

If they were at home, with no Luke around, she wouldn't be that fast, instead, she'd do anything not to tidy up her mess. But now the situation is different, she has Luke, John, and their crazy curly hairs waiting for her to knot them together!

“I’m done!” she screams and gets a ‘well done’ from Nico, giggling with the excitement of finally getting her bunny ears and bows. She takes the bunny ear and hides it behind her, making her way to John who is showing something to Luke on his phone. 

“Johnny! Do you like bunnies?” she asks with a wide smile, waiting for his answer curiously. 

Both Luke and John look at Leah, obviously, she isn’t done with them yet. John pouts and says, “I mean, who doesn’t? They’re cute and small, just like you.” She blushes with his answer and giggles. “You are so silly, Johnny! Close your eyes!” 

She climbs to the couch when he closes his eyes and she puts her index finger to her lips, signaling Luke to be silent. “Are you ready?” she whispers to him. “Yes.” John whispers back, trying to hold back his smile. 

She puts the headband onto his wild curls and starts giggling with happiness. “You are a bunny now!” she screams in high pitch, catching the other two men’s attention. 

“You look hot, Johnny!” Jack mocks at him before resuming the game. 

“You are a hot bunny, Johnny!” She repeats him and grabs one of her bows, putting it on his hair. “With a bow.” 

“Well, thank you LeeLee,” he says and ironically adds, “I wonder what did I do to deserve this.” She wraps her little arms around his neck and smiles, “Because I love you.”

She grabs all her blue and purple bows and jumps to Luke’s side, admiring him with her big brown eyes. “It’s your turn.” she murmurs with a grin, which also makes him grin too. “Oh, I was waiting for that all day!”

A little while and lots of hair pulling later, she decorated Luke’s curls with blue bows, and John and Luke decorated her locks with the rest of the bows. 

“Jacky! Daddy! Look at us!” she says loudly, sitting between two men and giving her biggest smile. They can’t help but laugh at the scene in front of them, Jack immediately takes a couple of pictures of you, but especially Luke. “Dude, what did you do to my brother?” Jack laughs.

“Lukey is a fairy!” she says, bouncing on her seat. “Daddy, do you like it? I made it!”

“You did a great job, princess. You guys look amazing.” Nico observes them with a smile and makes sneaky comments which Leah doesn’t understand but his smile fades away when he notices the bows: they are the special blue bows that she tried to hide from him, from her dad, this morning because they are too special for him, for her dad!

“Wait, Leah-” Nico murmurs, even though she’s just 3, she can tell something is wrong when he calls her ‘Leah’ instead of ‘Lea’, ‘Baby’, or ‘Princess’. “Aren’t they the blue bows?” he cocks his brows, looking at the girl who leans over the young Hughes now. 

“Congrats, man, you know the colors now!” Luke says, making the little girl giggle with his response. “Yes, Daddy.” 

Nico rolls his eyes at Luke's comment and adds, “No, Lea, aren’t they the special blue bows that you didn’t give me? That you cried over?” Leah shrugs and pouts her lip, “Yes?”

“Yes? If it’s yes then why did you give them to him?” he asks with his eyes wide open. He knows that she likes- no, she loves, adores Luke, but she can’t love him more than she loves her own father, can she? She can’t give the bows she doesn’t give to her own father? 

If you saw that scene, you’d 100% make fun of his jealousy but he doesn’t care.

“Daddy, you are so silly!” she giggles and continues, “They are special for Lukey! He loves blue!”

“Aw, thank you, LeeLee!” Luke says, puts his right arm over her shoulders, and pulls her closer.

At this point, Nico understands how you feel when you say it’s so annoying to see your only baby whom you carried for months loves him more than she loves you. 

“But I love blue, too…” he says with pouty lips, feeling betrayed by her. 

Jack grins and hits him with his elbow, bringing him back to reality. “Welcome to my world, dude, it sucks when you have Lukey.” 

 “Daddy…” Leah whispers from her baby seat in the back of Nico’s car, feeling a little guilty for ‘the bow topic’. 

“Yes, baby?” Nico asks, quickly checking her from the rear mirror. “Are you mad?” she asks hesitantly. 

“No, no, I’m not, I was just surprised, that's it.” Well, he was also offended and jealous but she doesn't need to know that. She whispers an ‘okay’ and hugs the plush, continues watching out of the window for a while, but then smirks with a thought. 

“Daddy,” she calls again, but this time her voice is more alive. “I found a name for Peanut!” Nico lightly laughs at her excitement, ever since you told her she’s going to have a baby brother and you should find a name for him, she’s been coming up with names like Butter (as butterfly), Ice, and Schatz (which she heard from Nico!). 

“Yeah? What’s that, angel?” he asks, his eyes are still on the road. 

“Lukey-” she giggles and kicks her feet, but Nico immediately cuts her off, making her whine. “No- No more Lukey!” 

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I Wanted You To Meet Her...Just Not Like This...

Summary: This wasn't how you were meant to meet John's daughter.

Pairing: John Marino x Fem!Reader // John Marino x Ex!Fem OC (Ginny) <- only important for all of ten seconds

Requested: No (Requests Are Open)

Warnings: 18+, minors dni, nsfw for the first half, single dad!john, soft dom!john x sub!reader, dirty talk, pet names (pretty girl, good girl...), a little bit of hair pulling, fingering, oral (female receiving), interrupted morning sex, not edited

Notes: uhh...hi, this is my first time writing for john, not sure if i've done him justice, or if its any good, but this idea sort of comes from a dream i had the other week. anyway, i hope you liked it, feedback is always appreciated

"You're killing me here, pretty girl," John groans, hands pushing your knees apart, looking at you all splayed out for him on the mattress. You push up onto your elbows, watching his wild eyes drink you in, licking your own lips as he licks his, the corner slightly elevated at seeing your wetness glistening in early golden rays of sunlight. "Is this all for me?" He asks, brushing his thumb through your folds, grazing your clit at the top of his stroke.

You shiver at his touch. "Please, don't tease me," you beg, desperate and needy for him. Your head shakes from side to side, a whimper spilling from your lips as he repeats his last movement, slowing down as he brushes over your clit. "Please, John," you whine, squirming your hips, bucking them up off the bed, "I'm too tired to be teased."

"Just a little more," he whispers, stroking his fingers through your wetness, his cock twitching as he sinks one finger inside.

He bites his bottom lip, swallowing a groan, watching his finger withdraw from the tight warmth of your cunt. All mine, he thinks, sliding his finger into his mouth, moaning at the taste of you.

"So tight," he murmurs, pulling his finger out with a pop, the corners of his mouth twitching into a smug grin, "guess I need to stretch you out some more."

He adds a second finger, your elbows giving way and your back collapsing onto the mattress as your eyes close shut. His movements are slow, dragging his long fingers along your walls, curling to reach the right spot. And you whine loudly to voice your protest, pulling an amused chuckle from out of him, the sound vibrating across you like electricity.

"Johnny, please-!" Before you could finish, he lowers his mouth onto your heat, lapping and swirling his tongue against your clit. Your thighs lock around him and your back arches away from the bed, a loud moan ripping from the back of your throat. "Fuck," you breathe out, trying to catch it before another moan escapes. You fist one hand into his hair and tug on the dark curls, "don't stop."

The corners of his mouth twitch, his grin pressed against you. "Never would," he mumbles, wrapping his lips around your clit, sucking so hard that you squeak.

He glances up, finding your free hand pinching at one of your nipples and groans, rutting his hips into the mattress, seeking some much-needed friction against his steely length. "Good girl," your clit leaves his mouth with a pop and he stays watching you, keeping his hips grounded, "keep playing with yourself like that."

You do as he says, rolling your nipple between your thumb and forefinger, hissing inwards as you pinch and twist the sensitive nub.

"John." You tug on his hair, managing to pull him away, whimpering as he removes his fingers, leaving you to feel empty. "You" you stutter, releasing his hair, "I need you."

He crawls up to meet you face to face, kissing his way up your body, following the curve of your body with his hands. To him, your body was like one of those marble statues, created and shaped to perfection, and something he always wanted to step back and admire for hours. He dips his head into the crook of your neck and softly nips at your skin, soothing the sting with a flick of his tongue.

"You need me?" He asks, coming to eye to eye with you. You nod, unable to force an answer out. "Then have me," he whispers, before sinking to meet your lips.

His hand comes to rest on the side of your face, his thumb caressing your jaw as his tongue finds the seam of your mouth. You sigh, parting your lips for him, tasting yourself on his tongue whilst it teases you.

He breaks away, distracted and chuckling as your hand strokes down his chest. "Where are you going?" He asks, pressing his forehead against yours, angling his chin down to watch your hand disappear.

You smile, biting your bottom lip. "Nowhere."

He gasps, hissing into a groan as you softly stroke your fingers over the crown of his cock. "Nowhere, huh?" He bites his lips, squeezing his eyes shut and bucking his hips to meet your slow jerks.

Abruptly, you stop, ripping your hand away like you have touched something hot, nudging John away as he buries his face against your neck, asking why you had stopped.

"John, stop," you mumble, something over his shoulder catching your attention. You push up onto your elbows and watch the bedroom door handle jiggle once and then a second time.

Someone was trying to get in.

On the third attempt, John finally looks over, nearly falling off the bed as he rolls to your side.

"Stay," he mumbles the command like he's ordering about a dog. You sit up and pull the covers tight against you, watching John dress in a pair of old gym shorts, the Devils logo faded from repeated cycles in his washing machine. "It's probably just the-"

The door swings open on the fourth try, revealing a small four-year-old, dressed in baby pink dungarees. "Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!" She shouts, her pigtails bopping as she bounces excitedly. She waves one hand in the air and smiles brightly up at him.

"Wheezie?!" He nearly trips over one of your heels from last night. "What are you-" He takes a deep breath and straightens up, a soft blush appearing on the tops of his cheeks. "What are you doing here?"

Your face burns with embarrassment. This was not how you wished to meet Eloise Marino, naked and in her daddy's bed.

She ignores his question, her tiny arms swinging by her side as she tilts her head, a big round pair of eyes staring at you with curiosity. "Who are you?"

"Uh..." Your voice trails off, your eyes darting to John for help.

"Wheezie-"

"I really wish you would stop calling her that!" Another voice enters John's apartment, filtering in from the hallway, whom you assumed belonged to John's ex and Eloise's mom. "Her name is Eloise, not 'Wheezie'." She says the nickname with disgust, appearing at the door with her nose wriggled and pointed off to the side. "Is it really that hard to call her the name we picked?"

You picked, John wants to say but rolls his lips together, deciding not to pick a pointless fight with Ginny. Instead, he glances at you, checking on you, giving you a small comforting smile as he watches you slowly try and hide yourself further under the covers.

His ex looks at you in horror, throwing a hand quickly over her daughter's eyes. "Very classy, John," she tuts at him, giving you one last look of disgust before ushering Eloise out.

John waits until they've gone. "I'm sorry," he apologises, walking until he feels his knees hit the bed's footboard. He fists his fingers through his hair, leaving the top dishevelled, and releases a frustrated sigh. "I promise you she's not meant to be here," he looks at the door and then back at you, "she's meant to be with Ginny this weekend."

You shake your head and give him a nervous smile. "I was going to have to meet her at some point."

"But only when you were ready," he counters, the corners of his mouth turning down into a frown.

"John, it's fine," you lie, taking your hand and rubbing it against your chest, thinking it could magically rub away the nerves. He arches his eyebrow, not believing you for a second. You give him another smile. "Go," you wave your hand, shooing him out of the room, "go see what's wrong and I'll just wait in here. You know, gather what's left of my dignity."

He chuckles, the soft sound calming you. "Okay," he comes to the side of the bed, scooping you up an old t-shirt and quickly kisses your cheek.

You drop your head into your hands and shake your head. "Is there really no one up there looking out for me?" You speak out loud to yourself, before pulling the t-shirt over your head, feeling less embarrassed now that more of you was covered.

Kicking off the covers, you swing your legs over the side and move quickly across the room, finding yourself a pair of John's shorts or maybe even a pair of his boxers. Just anything to cover your lower half with.

"This is meant to be your weekend with her."

You stop at the door, your head craning just enough around the door to see John and his ex standing at the end of the hallway. John had his arms folded across his chest and his back turned to face you.

His ex flicks her straight blonde hair over her shoulder and turns her head, her piercing grey eyes narrowed in your direction. Taking a step back, you hold your breath, hoping she hasn't seen you.

"Doug wants to take me away for the weekend," was all she had to say.

John scoffs. "Brilliant. And what have you told Wheezie?"

"Eloise," she snaps, correcting him. Her voice rises to a higher pitch to be heard over him. "Her name is Eloise. And she'll be fine - it's just one weekend."

"And it was just one weekend with Richard too," John bites back, doing his best to keep his voice down. Skipping a weekend wasn't a one-time thing you could only assume, shaking your head, feeling an unexpected sense of sadness. "You get her two weekends of the month, Ginny," John stresses, and you take another peek around the door to see him pushing his hair back.

"And? Am I not allowed to have relationships?"

"That's not what I'm saying-"

"What was I meant to do?" She talks over him, refusing to hear what he has to say. "Tell Doug no?"

John fidgets on the spot and drags his hand down his face. "Yes," he replies, irritation lacing his tone. His answer was short and straight to the point, but she didn't seem to get it.

She rolls her eyes and waves her hand to dismiss him. "Well, she's here now, and Doug is waiting for me outside, so you better say goodbye to your little puck bunny in there." She gestures to his bedroom.

"Don't call her that."

"What?" She scoffs, laughing at him. "You can't expect me to believe she's something serious? Eloise didn't even know who she was."

"Maybe that's because it takes me longer than a week before I think about introducing someone new to her," he deadpanned, refolding his arms back across his chest. Ginny looks startled, her already rouged cheeks turning darker. "Y/N is serious," he continues, and you smile from behind the door, "but we were waiting until she was ready to meet Wheezie, which you've ruined by pulling this little stunt."

Ginny's voice becomes nothing more than background noise as you feel a soft tug on the end of your t-shirt. Looking down, you find Eloise staring up at you, her eyes a mirror image of John's. "Hi," she smiles, two dimples popping out. She twirls one of her pigtails around her finger.

Bending down, you return the smile. "It's Wheezie, right?" She nods her head, the other pigtail swinging back and forth. "It's nice to finally meet you, I'm Y/N. I'm..." Gosh, this was new for you; how were you meant to tell a four-year-old that you were her daddy's girlfriend without actually saying it? "I'm friends with your daddy," you settle on, deciding it was the easiest for her to understand.

"A friend?" She tilts her head. "Like Uncle Luke?"

"Well..."

"Y/N is my special friend," John suddenly appears behind her, lifting her onto his hip with one arm. He gives her a messy kiss on the cheek and she squeals, quickly wiping it away with the back of her hand. "My very, very special friend."

"Like Doug?" She asks, looking at him for an answer.

"Like Doug," he repeats, nodding his head.

He glances at you, watching you straighten up, before extending his other arm. Your overnight bag hangs from his hand, and you take it from him with a half-smile.

"I missed you," he whispers to Eloise, turning his attention back to her.

"You saw me yesterday," Eloise giggles, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"I know," he nods, groaning as he continues, "but yesterday was so long ago! I was beginning to forget what you looked like." He nuzzles his face into her chubby neck and jolts back, wriggling his nose up and pinching the end. "Have you always smelt that bad?"

She giggles some more, squealing, "silly Daddy!"

John looks at you and then back at Eloise. "So," her pigtails bounced as he adjusted her on his hip, a soft groan escaping as she pokes her finger against his jaw, "what are we doing today?"

You arch your brows. "We?"

"Yes," he smiles, looking once more at Eloise, who was pulling one of her pigtails forward, trying to look at her hair. You roll your lips, but you can't hide your smile as you watch the joy of childlike wonder fill her expression. "Me, you," he snaps your attention back to him, just in time to see him nod at her, "and her."

You grip your overnight bag tighter and shrug your shoulders. "I don't know, what are we going to do today?"

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[hischierswhore]

eternal pining | jack hughes

pairing: childhood bff!reader x jack hughes

warnings: major angst // unrequited pining // slight cursing // probably other stuff that i missed

author’s note: this might be the longest fic i’ve ever written??? anyways i’m backkkk and hopefully i’ll start being consistent soon. i have so much planned and this has been in the works for quite a while now.

You were sitting on the couch at the Hughes lake house as you discussed your plans for the day. Well, more like you were listening to Ellen & Jim as they told you that they would be leaving on a trip for a few days and Jack was just there. He was on his phone, typing aggressively like the world would end if he didn’t finish whatever he was typing.

A sigh left Ellen’s lips when she realized that her middle child wasn’t even paying attention to what she was saying. You looked at Luke & Quinn, who both also saw that he was just not focusing. Quinn extended his arm to hit Jack’s knee in attempt to get his attention.

You said bye to Ellen & Jim, wishing them a safe trip before helping them carry their bags to their car. As you made your way back inside, you plopped right back into the same spot you were in before.

Moments passed and you turned your phone off, sparking conversation with Quinn & Luke about what the groups plans were for today.

“What do you guys wanna do?” You asked, hoping someone would come up with something fun.

“Boat day?” Luke suggested and you nodded in agreement.

“Are you gonna join us, Jack?” you questioned as you turned around to look at your best friend. His eyes didn’t shift from the device in his hands, causing you to roll your eyes.

You were annoyed, so you moved off the couch and walked to your room to change into your swimsuit.

"Where are you guys going?" Jack asked as you, Quinn & Luke walked towards the deck, his phone now off and on the couch.

"Boat day. We were talking about it but you were too indulged in your phone to even contribute to the conversation" Quinn stated as Jack's mouth formed an 'o' shape.

"Are you joining us or not?" Luke asked, waiting for his brother to respond so he could finally get some sun.

“Oh uh yeah. I'll join y'all. Just give me a few to change" He hopped up from his spot on the couch and went to his room to change while you made your way outside, the other Hughes brothers following.

10 minutes passed and Jack had not yet come outside. You were all getting rather impatient and annoyed with the boy.

"Can we just go without him?" Luke sighed, beyond frustrated with his brother. Just as he said that, the boy trotted out of the house and down the dock to where you all sat. You all immediately noticed his lack of swim trunks and rather a button-down shirt & some jeans.

"Hey guys. Sorry to bail on you all but I've got a date in like-" He looks down at his phone for a moment to check the time. "20 minutes so I've gotta get going. See you all later" Jack waved as he hugged everyone goodbye.

Your heart shattered the moment you heard "a date". You had been hopelessly in love with your best friend since you were kids. You'd known the Hughes brothers since you were 6, and you'd all been inseparable since day 1.

The ever-growing crush you had on Jack was evident to everyone around you except for him. Quinn and Luke would relentlessly tease you when you three were together. Hell, even Trevor and Nico would join in on the teasing whenever you saw them.

You faked a smile at his words, hoping he couldn’t see the tears welling in your eyes. You looked around at Quinn and Luke, who had already been looking in your direction, knowing damn well what you were thinking.

"Have fun, J. See you later" You said as you looked down, seeing as your mood had now been more ruined than it was before and you didn't want to deal with all your emotions, or rather the cause of these emotions, right now. You knew that if you made eye-contact with the boy, you would have a breakdown.

Jack jogs back up to the house and shuts the patio door, leaving you and the two other Hughes brothers on the boat for the day.

2 pairs of eyes immediately found your figure as you curled into a ball on the couch and let it all out. Both boys immediately came to your side for comfort, knowing how difficult this must be for you.

Luke rubbed your back as you sobbed while Quinn held you in his arms, holding you ever so carefully.

Hours passed before you all decided to head inside.

“I’m gonna head up to my room. If he asks, I'm out. I don't want to talk to him right now" You told the remaining brothers before going into your room and locking yourself away.

— later —

Jack arrived back at the lake house.

“Hey, where’s Y/n?” He asked as he wandered into the living room, noticing his brothers sitting on the couch watching a movie but you were nowhere in sight.

“She went out” Quinn simply said, not feeling the need to give his younger brother details.

"Out? What do you mean she went out?"

"She's not here, Jack. She wanted to go out so she did" Luke shrugged, trying to focus his attention back on the movie.

"And you both let her go by herself?!" Jack was practically shouting.

"She's 22 years old, Jack. She can make her own decisions" Quinn paused the movie to turn his attention to his brother. Jack let out a huff and sat next to his brothers to watch whatever movie they had put on, still ever so slightly upset that you had gone out without him.

20 minutes had passed since that initial exchange when Luke's phone got a notification. He glanced down at it and immediately got up and excused himself to the kitchen with a simple "I'll be back".

“What’s up with him?” Jack whispered to Quinn, who shrugged and paid no mind to his brother's curiosity. Moments later, Luke emerged from the kitchen and raced upstairs quickly.

You had texted Luke asking him to bring you some medication for the growing migraine you had from crying nonstop. He quietly knocked on the door to avoid attracting Jack's attention. You slowly unlocked the door and let the boy in as he handed you the pills and a bottle of water.

"You good?" He asked as you had a hand on your forehead and your eyes were red & puffy.

"I'll be fi-" The words got lost in your throat as you heard footsteps ascending the stairs and you saw the one person you did not want to see: Jack.

You muttered "shit" as you tried to hide behind Luke's tall frame, which was to no avail.

"Y/n? What're you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be out?" Jack asked as he made his way to your doorway.

"I uhh, came back early. Didn't feel too great" You lied through your teeth.

"How'd you come in? And when did you even come in?" Jack questioned you as he leaned against the door frame.

"Came in through the back door. Didn't wanna make too much noise to interrupt the movie" You slowly tried to push your door closed, but Jack was blocking the way.

Luke was stood there, watching the encounter unfold.

"Oh what's that Quinn? We need more popcorn? I'll grab some" He shouted down the stairs to remove himself from the extremely tense conversation he was witnessing.

“What’s wrong?” Jack's voice was low as he slowly pushed the door open and grabbed your hand.

“I’m fine, Jack. I just don’t feel good” You were on the verge of tears as you pulled yourself out of his hold.

“You look like you've been crying, Y/n/n... did someone say something to you?" Jack's anger slowly increasing at the thought of someone hurting your feelings.

"Nobody said anything. More so what you did. But I'll be fine, I'll get over it" Thankfully, he had back up enough to give you space to close the door, and his reflexes weren't fast enough to grab the door handle before you shut and locked it, leaving him on the other side of the door.

Your words left Jack extremely confused. More so what you did. What in the hell did he even do?

Once you had locked the door, you slid down the back of it as more tears spilled freely onto your cheeks. Why did you have to fall for your best friend?

Jack stomped down the stairs, confusion & frustration written all over his face as he threw himself onto the couch.

“What the hell did I even do?” He screamed into one of the cushions. Quinn & Luke exchange a look before ultimately deciding to tell him bits of the truth.

“You went on that date” Luke said quietly, praying that Jack has heard him the first time so he wouldn’t have to repeat himself. Fortunately for Luke, Jack lifted his head up as soon as the words left his mouth.

“What does that have to do with anything?” Jack was more confused than before. He didn’t understand what was going on.

“How is it that we all see it except for you, dude? She’s in love with you. She’s been in love with you for years now, and you’ve never once noticed or acknowledged her feelings. It’s evident to everyone in our lives except for you. You leaving on that date today made her feel like shit” Quinn spoke.

“Well, it made her feel more like shit than she already did before. You neglected her all morning because you were on your phone and then when we all agreed to go on the boat, you bailed on us and she felt more forgotten than ever before” Luke added onto Quinn’s speech.

Jack sat there in shock. There’s no way that you, his best friend of 16 years, were in love with him. He couldn’t fathom the thought, but slowly the realization sank in and now he felt horrible for his behavior. He didn’t mean to hurt you. He never knew.

He didn’t say anything before he raced up the stairs and knocked on your door but received no response.

“Y/n please let me in. I want to talk to you. Please hear me out” Jack pleaded as he rested his ear against the door, listening closely in hopes of hearing movement on the other side.

Silence. All that could be heard was the sound of the fan circulating air throughout the room.

Quinn & Luke had followed him up the stairs and watched as Jack slowly fell to his knees infront of your door. They’d never seen him like this before.

“J, she needs some space right now. Let her get some rest and talk to her in the morning. It’s the least she deserves” Luke suggested as he placed his hand on his brother’s shoulder.

— the next morning —

You woke up to a massive migraine, probably from all the crying you did last night. You felt uneasy as you stood from your bed and made your way to the connected bathroom.

You knew you’d have to see him again. You couldn’t avoid him, hell it was his house.

You braced yourself for the day as you washed your face and changed into something more comfortable before heading downstairs for breakfast.

You overheard a conversation taking place as you silently made your way down the stairs, in hopes of not alerting anyone of your presence quite yet.

Just as you turned the corner and entered the kitchen, silence filled the room. You chose to not acknowledge it, just as Jack had not acknowledged your feelings for him.

You felt multiple pairs of eyes on you as you grabbed yourself a bowl to pour some cereal. You slowly carried your bowl to the dining room, where everyone was seated.

It was only then that you had noticed the extra eyes staring at you. Seated at the table included Quinn, Luke, Jack, Trevor, Cole & Nico. The latter 3 must’ve flown in early in the morning because they weren’t here last night when everything happened.

You softly wave at the 3 boys before placing your bowl on the table.

“Morning” you quietly said as you sat on the bench between Quinn & Luke, which was ironically as far away from Jack as possible.

Small talk is made and you barely speak unless you’re spoken to. You quietly converse with everyone except for the middle Hughes brother. He hasn’t said a single thing to you this morning except for stare at you occasionally when he thought you didn’t notice. Of course you did, you always noticed.

Breakfast finished & you kindly collected everyone’s dishes and headed towards the kitchen to clean them.

You stood infront of the sink on your own for about 5 minutes when you felt a presence behind you.

“Can we talk?” You knew that notice all too well. You placed the plate in the sink as you turned around slowly, resting the plane of your hands on the edge of the counter.

You took in his appearance for the first time since he left for his date yesterday afternoon. His eyes were swollen, much like yours, and his hands were fidgeting at the back of his neck.

“Sure” You simply spoke, not wanting to be the one to bring up the elephant in the room. Jack cleared his throat before he spoke.

“Could we maybe go outside? I’ll get Luke to do the dishes or something so we can talk in private” He suggested as you nodded your head.

Jack led the way to the backyard before holding the door open with a simple “After you”.

You sat on the couch next to the fire pit, leaving Jack to sit next to you.

You sat in silence for a moment, enjoying the calming breeze the morning had brought. That peace was interrupted when Jack cleared his throat and turned to face you.

“I want to start with an apology. I genuinely had no idea that you even felt neglected yesterday. I was a shit friend and I shouldn’t have ditched you for someone else. I know I messed up. And I’m sorry that it’s taken me til now to realize how you feel towards me. All this time I thought it was just you being friendly, I never knew you liked me. I was so confused by what you meant yesterday that the realization didn’t click until Luke & Quinn said it. I couldn’t believe the fact that I had been the one to hurt you and I will forever be sorry for that”

Jack looked into your eyes, and he swears he could see your heart shatter into a million pieces at every word. God, how he wishes he wasn’t the reason behind it.

“I’ve been in love with you since we were 6, Jack. I’ve spent years pining after you, only to watch you pine after every other girl on this planet. This summer was different though. You paid no mind to other girls and you treated me like I was yours, and I stupidly believed that things would change between us. That was until yesterday. You act all lovey with me one second and then suddenly I’m nonexistent the next” You watched the frown grow on his face as you spoke.

“I’ve never been in a relationship because I’ve been holding out hope for you, Jack. Hope for you to finally come to your senses and see that I’ve been here waiting for you this whole time, stupidly thinking that my chance will come” Jack stayed quiet as you let it all out.

“I’m in love with you, Jack. I have been for the longest time and I really shouldn’t be” You cried into the hands as he stared at you in silence.

“Y/n/n…” Jack was at a loss for words. He didn’t know you felt that strongly about him, or that you watched everything unfold from the sidelines of his life.

“I didn’t mean to hurt you, Y/n/n”

“It’s okay, Jack. I’ll be fine, I’ll get over it. I just don’t know if I handle anymore heartbreak” You sobbed as Jack brought you into his embrace, holding you in his arms.

Despite you feeling this hurricane of emotions, his arms still felt like home to you. He felt like home.

“I hope I’m not too late” He whispered softly, causing you to remove yourself from is hold, a look of confusion spread across your face.

“Huh?” You sniffled as you wiped your nose.

“I’ve been in love with you from the moment I met you. Not even, the second I saw you holding that little bear of yours as you walked into your new house, I knew you were someone special. Someone who would be the only consistent person in my life besides my family. I always thought you saw me as a friend and never anything more, hence all the failed relationships. I’ve tried to get over you so much since I thought you’d never return the feeling. I looked for you in other girls, but none of them were you, so they never lasted. You have been the only person I have truly wanted since we were 6, Y/n/n. I now know that you’ve felt the same this entire time, and I have somehow misread everything for 16 years. The timing of this is horrible and I’m afraid I may be too late, but please know I do love you, Y/n/n. I always have & I always will” Jack confessed as he held your hand in his.

You searched his eyes for some sign of this being a sick and twisted joke, a prank that would forever haunt you and ultimately be the end of your friendship with the boy.

But you found none of that. You found love & hope & sadness. He hoped that the love he had for you was enough to fill the hole of sadness that he had accidentally burned into your heart. He hoped that you would forgive him and give him a chance to redeem himself.

A shy smile appeared on your face before you removed your hands from his to wipe the tears on your face, and the tears that were slowly trickling down his.

“I love you too, J. You’ll always have a chance” A goofy smile took over your face as the boy brought you into a tight hug, holding you there for what felt like an eternity.

After who know how long, he finally pulled away and let you breathe.

“I’m so happy right now that I could kiss you, but I won’t solely because we just made up and I’m not trying to ruin my chances & lose you again”

“Oh shut up” You placed both hands on the sides of his face & pulled him for a kiss.

The world felt like it had stopped but like it was also spinning simultaneously. The butterflies you got in your stomach when his lips touched yours felt heavenly.

Jack, who was a little taken aback by the kiss, immediately kissed you back once he realized what was happening. One of his hands found its way to your face and the other at your hip.

You wish you could live in this moment forever, and you genuinely believed you could, that is until you heard cheering coming from behind you. You both pulled apart to see Quinn, Luke, Cole, Trevor & Nico all cheering from the patio.

“THEY FINALLY DID IT!!!” Trevor shouted as he jumped up and down.

“Hurt her again, Hughes & you’re gonna regret it” Nico said before making his way back inside the house. You looked back to Jack to see him gently caressing the back of your hand.

“Wouldn’t even think about it” he smiled as he pressed a kiss to your temples, holding you closer than ever before.

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