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beech nhl debut 🥹🥹🥹

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nico fucking hischier

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Hi baby🥰🥰

he’s so smiley🥺

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there’s not a single thought in that pretty little head of his

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I’m gonna flick his forehead

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Johnny B u are looking AMAZING 🤩

the glasses 🤭🤭🤭

moyni… shirt on properly pls

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I miss Nico so here’s a photo dump 🤍

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CRYING

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Not me getting sick on the 6th day of school already 😭‼️

it’s giving flashbacks to last year when I had the flu at least 2 times each month 😪

Me rn fr

#jack hughes #johnny beecher

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LITERALLY. BIG TEDDY BEAR.

Ugh. Just wanna cuddle w Johnny Beecher hbu

all. fucking. day. long.

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Speaking of cuddling w Mr. Beecher....you guys have plans to hang out one night but you end up having a shitttt day and don’t want to be bitchy for no reason, so you text him and tell him you’ll see him after the game tomorrow. You shuffle to answer the knock on your door that you assume is postmates and Johnny is standing there sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck and claiming he “just wants to make you feel better” cuddles and snacks and chick flicks ensue 🥰

everything that could have gone wrong, did. 

you slept through your alarms. despite being tired and lacking all energy you still decided to try and look fairly decent in a pair of ripped skinnies and your favorite shirt - which only resulted in you getting coffee spilled down the front of yourself while walking to class. your 8am professor ended up giving a pop quiz, and from there on forward you were done with the day and wanted nothing more than to be cuddled up in your bed with johnny. 

but you couldn’t, because he was supposed to be having study sessions with cam and keaton. and since you guys got to umich your deal was that studies came before anything else.

instead of eating in the dining hall with your friends like you normally did at noon, you went right to the library to study for a test that you had in a few hours. you go right to the top floor to make sure it’s as quiet as can be, but your focus isn’t entirely there as your phone starts to buzz.

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my squish<3: hey baby, haven’t heard much from you today. everything okay?

y/n<3:  just a bad day j that’s all:( i think i’ll just see you tomorrow after the game, okay? we’ve both got busy rest of the days and gameday tomorrow, so :/

my squish<3: if that’s what you want sweets then okay. just let me know if there’s anything i can do:)

y/n<3: i love you:)

my squish<3: i love you more y/n

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with a huff, you drop your phone into your bookbag and bury you head in your textbook once again to cram study. it was one of those subjects that you felt like you knew the material, but you still had that hesitant feeling that made you feel like you had to study a lot more than what you already did. 

and then came time for the actual test. 

thank god for the internet, because thanks to that you were able to get your test results right away. but maybe this time it wasn’t in your favor, and it only added to your bad mood.

a 19/50.

the hood of johnny’s sweatshirt goes right on top of your head as you walk out of your final class of the day. some days you like to take the long way back to your dorm but today was not the case. you take the short way back, and the second you get into your room you flop down onto your bed and pull the covers all the way up. you scroll through your phone for a little bit, ordering postmates from chick fil a and texting a few of your classmates - and johnny - back.

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y/n<3: just got back to my dorm for the night babe. have fun with keaton and cam and let me know when you get back to your dorm tonight:)

my squish<3: they both hope you feel better my love, and i will, don’t worry:) shouldnt be out later than 10:30

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you find yourself lost in your phone, and about twenty minutes later you hear a knock at your door which you automatically assume is your food. you trudge to the door, seeming like all of the weight from the day is bearing down on your shoulders.

you swing open your door expecting to see some teenager around your age just trying to make a few bucks, but instead its your boyfriend. a cute smile on his face as he anxiously rubs the back of his neck, a grocery bag in his free hand. 

“johnny,” you pout up at him, arms instinctively going to wrap around his large frame. your head goes right to his chest, breathing in his cologne as if it wasn’t already on the hoodie you had on.

“hi my love,” johnny chuckles at you, his hand that was rubbing his neck now goes to rest on your lower back holding you closer to his body. he presses a sweet kiss to the top of your head and you find yourself smiling into his chest.

“i thought you were studying with the boys.” you mumble, just as johnny starts to walk the two of you into your dorm room you practically waddling backwards towards your bed.

you don’t have to look up at him to know he’s smiling - that’s the thing about johnny. he was almost always smiling. especially when it came to you. “well, my girl needed me. i’ve pretty much got that test in the bag, anyway. speaking of, how did your trig test go?” 

“don’t wanna talk about it.” you grumble, pulling your head out of his chest as he picks you up and sets you on your bed. “went just as amazing as the rest of my day, that much i’ll say.”

johnny pouts, reaching one hand into the plastic bag and setting a few bags of your favorite candies and junk food on your mattress. “well good thing we don’t have to worry about that right now, huh?”

“you are too perfect for me, johnny beecher.” you pout up at him once again, bottom lip jutted out and giving him the puppy dog eyes he always fell for. a sweet smile graces his lips, his hands going to your hips as he kisses your forehead.

“anything for my girl, you know that y/n/n. now, cuddles?”

you nod eagerly, and just like that johnny is kicking his shoes off and crawling into your bed, you follow suit and crawl up your bed until you’re completely nuzzled into his side, one leg thrown over his torso and your head on his chest. 

johnny grabs your laptop from your nightstand, setting it on his abdomen as he types in your password and goes to open up your netflix account. “what do you wanna watch my love?” 

you put your hand over the mouse pad and immediately go for dear john, as if johnny should have known your choice automatically. it was one of your go to’s. 

johnny keeps his arm wrapped firmly around your body, every now and then pressing kisses to your head and smiling into it briefly, each and every time making you fall harder for the boy than you already have. you hum satisfactorily, nuzzling your head even deeper into his chest. “you didn’t have to do this for me, john.”

“yes, i did, y/n.” he lets out a soft chuckle. “you mean the world to me, and i just want you to be okay. so if you had a bad day i’m gonna try to make it good and i’ll do anything in my power to make sure i do that.”

to say the least, you were sure you found your soulmate.  

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turcs my goodness 🫣

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Going Home | Quinn Hughes

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🐐 impressions

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BOTH LOOK SO GOOD

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Bro I’m honestly not upset with how my schools been going so far. I love my English Teacher and my 2 history teachers so much😭 my English teacher remembered me from when I met her a couple days before school and she goes “MIA! IM SO EXCITED TO SEE YOU AGAIN!” LIKE DUDE STOP PLEASE I LOVE THIS CLASS ALREADY and it’s my last class of the day ‼️ honestly imma cry bc me and @hrts4edwards only got one class together 😪

Me and Luna fr 💯

#jack hughes #trevor zegras