#Jamie Drysdale one shot

[adorethedistance]

First I Love You - Jamie Drysdale x Reader

Hockey Masterlist

Warnings: swearing, mentions of anxiety, sexual references.

Words: 1677

Summary: First I Love You - After a day that gets increasingly worse, Jamie plans a date night to indirectly celebrate your two-month anniversary.

A/n: Cherry is back with a fic after a month of radio silence in typical aodre the distance fashion lol. Anyway! This has been in my drafts forever and I hate it, I can't proof it due to writer's block, and I'm honestly just done staring at it so here ya go!

You can read part 1 of the series of firsts here. The next and final first on the list is first time which is of course gonna be a lil smutty. I might write some Trevor pieces in the interim just depending how I'm feeling.

Today is just one of those days. My class ran much longer than usual and I had to stay after to ask my professor questions before the midterm that night, then I didn’t have time to make myself lunch so I grabbed the pizza rolls from my freezer to heat up at work, then I burned the pizza rolls beyond consumption and did not have any back up food, then I was starving and stressed and unable to use my time at work to study for the exam. I was crying in a puddle of stress and tears. And Jamie didn’t miss a beat. 

Upon hearing how horrible my morning and afternoon had been, he ordered my usual meal from In-N-Out and brought it to me at work so I wouldn’t starve. Then, he offered to make me dinner after I finished my midterm and I tearfully and appreciatively accepted. These little actions of consideration are what have made me fall deeper and deeper in love with Jamie. 

We reached our two months anniversary today but I didn’t make a big deal about it. I feel weird about potentially being one of those couples that celebrates every tiny little milestone like it’s the biggest thing in the world. Still neither of us have said “I love you” yet. But if Jamie continues caring for and about me like this, I’m not sure much longer I can hold it in. That’s why I decided I would tell him tonight.

After cooking dinner for the two of us, and pouring a congratulatory glass of wine to celebrate the 95 I got on my midterm, we laid down on the couch together. Happy and fed, I rest my head on the expanse of his broad chest. Jamie presses a kiss into my hair, bringing his left arm to drape over my shoulders.

“God, 2 months already?!” Trevor asks Jamie incredulously, making me roll my eyes at the playful jab.

“Don’t sound so surprised, Zegras.”

“You’re just mad cause you can’t pull.” Jamie’s accusation makes me laugh at the offended look on Trevor’s face. 

“Don’t get it twisted, I can pull.”

“You just can’t get them to stay?” I ask innocently, absentmindedly messing with Jamie’s fingers. Jamie laughs heartily. He interlaces his with mine to give my hand a gentle squeeze. “But to answer your original question, yes, it’s been 2 months already.” 

The scruff of my boyfriend’s 5 o’clock shadow brushes the back of my hand as he kisses the flat part of my knuckle. Trevor, observing the entire action, leans over the kitchen trashcan and pretends to throw up. Jamie merely laughs and I roll my eyes once more, “Shut the fuck up! You are so dramatic.”

“And for what?” Jamie chimes in which makes me smile to see he’s been picking up some of my mannerisms and phrases as well. That’s been my favorite part of dating him so far. The way his music taste slowly infiltrates mine. The way he now keeps a trashbag in his car after realizing how useful the one in mine is. The way he’s wearing the soft blue hoodie he lent me, for the reason that it now smells like me, which is why I had stolen it from him in the first place.

“I’m happy for you guys, really,” Trevor grabs his car keys from off the granite kitchen counter, “Thank you for rubbing salt into the open wound.”

“Oh my god-” Jamie starts.

“Get out of here!” I finish for him, urging Trevor to leave. 

“I’m gone!” He obliges. Then, Jamie kisses my head again, prompting me to sit up. 

“Did he say where he was going?”

“Mmm… no, actually. If I had to guess, he’s probably going golfing with the guys.”

“No way, he was dressed way too nice for golf…” I trail off, racking my brain for where he could have possibly been headed. Shrugging off the idea, I straddle Jamie’s hips, and look down at him. I smile. Overcome with the warm sensation of staring at my boyfriend. Jamie nudges me with his hips, indicating he would like me to lay back down. Before I comply, I pull my hair back tying it out of the way so I’m free to kiss Jamie as much as I please. He watches my every move, eyes flooded with adoration.

“At practice this morning, McT said he…” Jamie trails off mid sentence. As he was talking, I finished tying my hair back and then leaned down as he had wanted me to. He’s looking at me with eyes slightly widened and lips parted in surprise. 

“What?” I ask, concerned as to why Jamie stopped talking. He simply says,

“You’re really pretty.” The seemingly arbitrary declaration makes me laugh but does nothing to aid my confusion.

“Okay?”

“You’re just so pretty I think I short-circuited.” The earnest confession makes me smile and giggle, so I press a soft kiss to Jamie’s lips.

“You’re cute. So what did Mason say?”

“Oh yeah, he said that he wants to meet you.”

“Really?” I ask, rubbing my thumb over Jamie’s cheekbone. He kisses my palm before responding,

“Despite how much you and Trevor bully each other, he’s told everyone on the team about how cool you are. He kinda took the liberty to do it himself since I do gush about you, but I get shy about it.” Jamie is uncharacteristically speaking out loud his stream of consciousness, and I take a back seat to admire how talkative he can be when he’s with me. A stark contrast to the shy, almost silent boy I’d had my first date with. Noticing how much he’s talking, Jamie ends his rambling but I smile softly, encouragingly,

“It’s unfortunate that the ‘cool girl’ is seemingly the only archetype that consistently receives approval from men, but it is true nonetheless.”

“Yeah, like, it’s not that I need his approval, but it is nice when your boys like your girlfriend… Well, it’s what you said, you just said it better. I’m mansplaining aren’t I?” He asks, bashfully. I roll my eyes and appreciatively kiss his lips once more.

“Get out of your head, Drysdale. Do you have anxiety?” 

“Shut up. I think you’re the only person I’ve ever met who can always tell when I’m overthinking.”

“Maybe I’m just the only one with the audacity to comment on it,” I playfully propose, smiling when I succeed in making Jamie laugh. 

“I don’t think so.”

“We’ll agree to disagree. It’s unlikely, but not impossible.” Dropping the bit, Jamie and I smile at each other, melting into a comfortable silence. He looks at me with soft eyes, pink blush creeping across his cheeks the longer I continue to stare. I rest my left hand on the side of his face once more. I brush my thumb over his cheekbone again, and rub the top of my fingers repeatedly against the stubble adorning his jaw. Jamie lifts his eye brows before saying,

“What, do I need to shave?”

“No. I just like the way it feels.”

“Oh, hey, you said you’re done with school by mid december, right?”

“Yeah, why?”

“My mom asked if you were coming to Christmas this year.”

“Did she really?” Jamie hesitates a moment before his brows furrow in sincere disapproval.

“You’ve been my girlfriend for two months now. She will not shut up about meeting you.”

“What? Why?” He then blushes fiercely and cowers his head into the large hoodie he’s slouched on. Jamie doesn’t meet my gaze as he talks,

“I told her all about you the other day.” I bite back the giant smile that prods at my features before replying,

“What did you tell her?”

“Just stuff about you!”

“What stuff about me?!”

“I told her you’re a student and what you’re studying. I told her where you’re from and what your family is like. And I told her about how I stare at you between red lights when we’re going somewhere.” The last piece of information makes me laugh and I tilt my head in confusion.

“How did that last part come up?” It was a simple question, really. One that I hadn’t even bothered to put a lot of thought into; one that came from my basic stream of consciousness. And certainly not one that I imagined would ellicit such a reaction from Jamie. His eyes widened and softened all at once, his blush glowing brighter across his cheeks, and his lips parting to allow the irregular pace of breathing he had now adopted.

“I guess… I called her because I was unsure of what I was feeling…? I was kinda freaking out about it. As I told her about our first date, she said that just talking about you made me visibly happier. She noticed that, even though I wasn’t aware of how happy I’d gotten. Then she demanded to meet you as soon as possible…” Jamie sheepishly looks up at me after finishing his mini monologue. The traces of endeared happiness immediately vanish and Jamie looks at me horrified. In describing how happy I make this boy, I felt tears welling up on my lashes, relieved to be experiencing something so thoroughly mutual.

“Oh my god, please don’t cry I’m sorry!” I laugh through the tears and playfully smack his chest.

“Jamie…”

“You make me really happy, Y/n. Like, really really happy-”

“I love you,” I blurt out. I’m a bit stunned and honestly scared of how quickly this confession escaped me. But I know it’s true. And isn’t that the scariest part?

“I love you too.”

“Really?” I ask through unrelenting tears.

“Yes,” Jamie rests his hands on the tops of my hip bones, “I kind of lied by saying my mom said I looked happy… She said I looked very in love, but I didn’t want to be too forward and say that if you maybe didn’t feel the same way.”

“Bro, you worry so much, are you sure you don’t have anxiety?”

“Shut the fuck up!”

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a/n: copy pasting tags is the best thing that has ever happened to fic writers I think.

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[jackhues]

breakfast time - jamie drysdale (valentine's day special)

request: hellooooo! could you do “i could marry you rn” or whatever the valentines day prompt was for jamie drysdale? happy valentines day lovey!!

requested by: anon : )

notes: thank youu, this is a short one, but i really like how it turned out, super cute! thanks for requesting <3

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you couldn’t remember your dream.

it had something to do with a giant red person and some birds. it made no sense, but you knew it was a fun dream. and now you couldn’t even remember it.

with a light groan, you opened your eyes, wondering what woke you up. 

the first thing you realized was that your bed was empty, jamie nowhere to be found. the second thing you realized was that you could hear some music playing from outside your room.

“that’s not a good sign,” you muttered to yourself.

after taking a minute to mentally prepare yourself for the day, you finally got ready, before following the sound of the music.

you head down the stairs, nodding your head along to the taylor swift song, singing quietly. either you were going to walk in on jamie almost burning down the house, or cooking something really wonderful.

you sniffed the air experimentally, sighing in relief as you smelt nothing burning.

continuing your trek towards the kitchen, where the music was the loudest, you were pleasantly surprised to see a shirtless jamie dancing along as he tried to flip a pancake.

you leaned against the doorframe, taking a minute to admire your boyfriend.

he moved the pancake to a plate, setting it on the table, nearly dropping it at the sight of you.

“jesus, y/n,” he muttered. “how long have you been there?”

“long enough to be turned on,” you answered, shrugging.

he laughed, pressing a kiss to your head as you settled in the chair. you grinned at jamie as he passed over your favourite syrup and a glass of orange juice.

“if you asked, i would marry you right now,” you said, taking a bite of the pancake. “this is good. when did you get so good at making pancakes?”

“i’ve always been good at pancakes!” jamie sounded offended.

you raised an eyebrow, remembering the time he nearly burnt down the house, but didn’t push it. after all, he seemed to have improved since then.

besides, the pancakes, the music, jamie wearing a pair of sweatpants that hung dangerously low on his hips, that was more than enough for you.

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[lvrhughes]

Beach Day | J. Drysdale

pairing: Jamie Drysdale x gn!reader?

summary: A beach day with Jamie and Trevor

warnings: none? the ocean?

word count: 0.8k

not my gif!

“Jam please.” you were practically on your knees, begging for one beach day. 

“No, we’re busy.” his tone stern, making a point of how badly he did not want to go.

“Jamie, we are not you or Trevor. You know, maybe I’ll go with Trev.” The quick change from begging to getting up to leave had Jamie spinning, jealousy clouding his decisions. 

“No you won’t, we’re going.” The words falling out before he could think, covering his mouth in realization when he heard what he’d done.

“Yes! You’re the best Jam!” The enthusiasm radiated off you, jumping around the space, while Jamie stood frozen.

“Shit.” He managed to mumble out, reaching for his phone to call Trevor, mumbling about if he had to go, he is not suffering alone.

“Hey Jimbo.” The call was answered quickly, Trevor's voice flooding the line.

“You’re coming to the beach with us.”

“What?” Trevor’s stunned voice eliciting a laugh.

“Y/n’s making me go to the beach, you're coming too.” 

Jamie was thankful he put no protest, running over to the house quickly, sporting the most colourful shorts he owned.

“Trevor, what are you wearing?” the question came out as more of a laugh, Jamie snickering behind you.

“It’s a beach day, gotta wear the best.” Trevor grinned, throwing his towel on the couch as he did a spin. 

It was a short drive to the beach, Trevor somehow being forced into the backseat of his own car. His argument that it was the best beach vehicle winning, yet losing the fight of who should drive. 

“We’re here!” Trevor immediately ran out of the car, running laps like a child. 

“Calm down, Z.” Jamie’s annoyed expression fueled Trevor’s antics, running over to his best friend to pick him up. “Trevor Zegras, if you don’t put me down you idiot!” 

The further Trevor ran, the quieter Jamie’s scolding got, making you laugh. Quickly grabbing the rest of the belongings in the Bronco, finding the keys and locking it shortly. RUnning down to where you could see two wet Anaheim ducks.

“What happened?” you laughed, seeing Jamie’s scowl as he sat on the sand like a child. Giving him a towel before turning to Trevor, who looked like a guilty puppy.

“What did you do, Z?” somehow more guilt covered his eyes, looking down before mumbling an answer. 

“I threw him in, then he tackled me.” It was a fight not to burst out laughing at the confession, seeing Jamie's slight smile out of the corner of your eye, proving he wasn’t completely mad. 

“Did you apologize?” It was like scolding children, watching Trevor walk around you to say sorry to Jamie. 

“You’re both children, I hope you know that.” You giggled, earning a glare from Trevor.

“Oh yeah?” Jamie challenged, getting up to walk closer to you. 

“Don’t do it Jam.” 

“Don’t do what?” his movements never halted, earning you to step back with each step forward he placed. 

“If you throw me in the ocean, I swear jamie-” The words cut off when you fell, falling into the sand as Jamie scooped you into his arms. “Jamie no!” 

The pleas useless as he wadded into the water, fake dropping you every so often. 

“Jamie, please, I love you baby, don’t do this.” the pleas falling from your lips, arms wrapped around his neck tightly, at least if he were to drop you, he’d come in too. 

“Yeah, I love you too babe, but what was that about being children?” 

“Jame, I take it all back, you’re not children, just don’t drop me! It’s cold!” 

“How would you know? I think you feel pretty warm.” Jamie’s tone teasing, his arms still holding you against him. 

“Because you’re wet, and you feel cold.” 

“Hmm” He pretended to think, before shaking his head. “I think we’ll go for a dip.” 

“Jamie!” the words useless when he dove into the water, getting up quickly returning to the surface to carry you out. 

“You fucker.” You practically growled, Jamie laughing at the tone, Trevor sat smiling at the whole ordeal. 

Setting you down on a towel Trevor had laid out, settling on one beside you. Turning to look at you while you glared away from him, facing the water. 

“Baby.” Still refusing to look at him, instead starting a conversation with Trevor. 

“Baby doll!” He whined beside you, his arms circling your waist to pull you back onto him. 

“Jamie!” A squeal like sound escaping your lips as he threw your body over his, laying you down on his towel. “What are you doing?” 

His body now covering yours, laying on top of you. His arms circled your waist, keeping you tight against him, as if he wasn’t already pressed into you. 

“Jam.” 

“I want your attention!” He groaned, rolling slightly off but keeping his hold. 

“You have it babes.” You giggled, his face buried in your neck.

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[luvrhischier]

broken promises // trevor zegras

 pairing: trevor zegras x reader

word count: 846

warnings: scenario is similar to a scene in the new season of tsitp (obviously not word for word)

requested: yes - “If you watch tsitp can you make a one shot about Trevor like this https://youtu.be/uLuqB03JkPk ”

a/n: don’t click the link if you haven’t watched season two of tsitp

He had been acting weird for weeks, shutting you out, not explaining why. But now here you were, at some Ducks charity event and the only thing you cared about was that you couldn't take much more of this. You couldn't take downing another glass of champagne hoping to get drunk enough to convince yourself that this was all in your head. That you were not losing him. You tried to look over at him but his back was turned to you. You needed to get out of here.

"I'm gonna step out to get some air," you whispered to Jamie. You didn't wait for a response, you couldn't you needed to get out of there as fast as possible.

You walked out the front door to the covered patio and saw the rain pouring down. You sighed deeply before leaning back against the wall. The door opened and you should have been happy that it was Trevor but you only wanted to scream. You pushed yourself off the wall and walked past him. You stopped then turned to see that he was sheepishly making his way towards you.

"I'm sorry," was all he whispered.

"Sorry for what exactly?" 

"I don't know." He looked down and his shoes. You scoffed.

"You don't know? Wow. Well do you at least know why you've been shutting me out for weeks now?" 

"I'm sorry, I don't know why you're still here," he muttered, before trying to walk away only making it a few steps before you yelled at him and he turned around.

"Stop saying you're sorry if you don’t know what you’re sorry for! I am still here in this stupid dress and these stupid heels for you! And now I am still here in the cold for you! Because I don't want you to leave. Because I want to be there for you and help you through whatever is going on. Because I love you!"

His silence was louder than the thunder surrounding you. If he wasn't going to respond, you were going to continue saying what you’ve been holding in for weeks.

"I am here because we both said that we wanted each other from now until we're both old and grey. That is supposed to be our future together and shutting me out and running away will ruin it all. So please just let me back in, let me help you with whatever is going on. We can leave right now and go home and talk, please." You were begging. You were begging him to stay. 

"No," he finally spoke. Oh, that wasn't what you wanted him to say. "I'm not good enough for you. I'm a screw up and I have done nothing but let you down. You're better off without me." He turned back around to walk away.

"Who says you're not good enough for me?! When did I say you let me down?! Please tell me when I said that because I don't remember."

"You didn't have to."

"No, don't you dare pull that, 'I didn't have to' bullshit! I didn't have to because I have never felt, said or even thought that you let me down."

"I'm sorry," he apologized for the third time as he turned away from you for the second time. 

"Say it." You ran after him into the pouring rain and grabbed his arm. "Say it right now."

"Say what?" He tried not turn around this time but you forced him to.

"That we're over. That this is the end. That you are breaking up with me," your voice kept on breaking, those words tasted like poison in your mouth.

"Please don't make me," he whispered.

"No say it! If you are strong enough to turn around and walk away while I am here in the pouring rain begging you to stay then you are strong enough to actually say it and if you won't say it I will."

"I can't."

"You walking away with no explanation will be the first time you've let me down. It means that I have wasted years of my life and my love on you. It makes you a coward, Trevor Zegras" He almost took a step towards you but he took a few steps back instead. "If you walk away right now that is the end. You can never come back. No second chances, no do overs, nothing. We're over," you screamed, thankful that the rain was hiding your tears.

"I have to." That's it. That was the moment your heart completely shattered.

"Fine, then take this with you." You marched up to him and ripped the promise ring off your finger and held it out to him.

"No, please keep that," he softly pleaded.

"No. This ring was supposed to mean forever and you've ruined that. There is no forever for you and me anymore. So take this stupid ring and go." He still wouldn't take it. Finally tired of waiting you grabbed his arm and forced it into his hand. 

You looked at him one last time, before walking away. 

"Please," you could hear him cry from behind you.

It was too late. 

He had made his choice. 

He had let you go.

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[equallyshaw]

toronto birthday, pt 2 to california christmas with jamie drsdale.

Warnings: angst.

Word Count: 1.9k

Part one:

Can be read as a stand-alone :)

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tara sat in her mom's kitchen in toronto, and was eating a snack while she read a book. it was currently may, and the ducks were officially out of the playoffs contention, so she had been waiting for jamie to come back now that he was free to. she had missed him since she visited him for spring break, and hadn't seen him since march. delilah her mom's girlfriend walked in with coffee and she silently thanked her.

"have you heard from him?" she questioned, and tara shook her head. "he'll text, dont worry t." delilah reassured her and she smile softly as delilah walked out. her brother jonathan strolled in, stealing a sip from his sister's coffee. "ew, thats grosss." she complained, making jonathan laugh out loud. jonathan leaned on the counter across from her, "have you heard anything? z?" tara questioned her older brother and he shook his head. though he was lying, so was delilah.

tara walked into toronto cafe, later that afternoon to grab some coffee and a cinnamon roll to snack on. she sat down, texting away on her phone with her bestfriend lauren who was in on what was gonna be happening the next day. "tara?" she heard from next to her and she knew that voice. it was her ex boyfriend, erik. she looked up and it was indeed him. his eyes flickered to the empty chair in front of her and then back at her. she noticied that and caved. "would you like to sit?" she questioned and he nodded softly, not trying to ruin the moment.

"how have you been?" she asked sipping her iced coffee, and he smiled. a genuine smile. "im good, schools good. how have you been?" he asked sipping his hot latte. "its been fine, as expected." she mused, a small smile shown. "hows dad? mom? brothers?" he asked leaning back in his chair. she mirrored him, "they are good! brothers trucking away at hockey ofcourse. dad is about to celebrate hit anniversary and mom is mom." she stated. he nodded, "you doing anything for your birthday?" he questioned, curiously. she shrugged, "i haven't heard anything." she said honestly, as if her birthday was not tomorrow. "really? nothing?" he questioned, taken back a bit. "nada. everybody has been busy. though my best friend promised to take me to timmies for coffee and breakfast." she rememberd. he nodded, "lauren?" he asked and tara nodded. "well-- if you don't have anything happening...i'd love to take you out for old time sakes." he said nervously, trying to gage her reaction. she sighed, unsure. "i dont know erik.." she said looking behind him for a brief moment. and that's when she saw him. jamie.

her eyebrows creased, as the two met eye to eye. his sling completley gone, his skin golden, even more freckles kissed upon his cheeks and nose. his mouth parted, mid step; unsure if he should order coffee or leave. he wasn't meant to be seen, but he also wasn't expecting to see tara the girl he truly liked; sitting nonchalantly with her ex. her pos ex. she looked down at her coffee feeling like she had been caught red handed, she wasn't hiding anything, she didn't come with or expect to see erik. she looked back up, about to go up to him but he was gone. the sound of the door a second later. she stood up, grabbing her coffee and without a goodbye; she hurried after jamie.

"jamie!" she screamed jogging over towards him. he had his toronto car with him, and he hopped in ignoring the girl. "jamie!" she screamed again, and stopped next to his door. he didn't move, and a few seconds later he looked over at her. he saw the confusion and hurt written all over her face. "jamie." she said, defiently. he sighed, rolling down his window to reveal trevor next to him. "you fools!" she yelled, grinning. "what do you want tara? seems like your occupied." jamie said with attitude, his eyes flicking back to see erik walking out looking for tara. she looked back to and growled. "im not with him. he happened to be there at the same time i was. that's it. i would never reach out to him. i promise. im not hiding a thing!" she defended, hoping to see the genuineness in her eyes. jamie looked down at her, before trevor told her to hop in. as she did so, jamie hit trevor softly in the ribs; without her seeing.

the two boys drove her to her mom's house. she hopped out, stopping next to jamie's door. "please, just please text me so we can meet. we need to talk, talk about us." she whispered the last part. he nodded, rolling up his window and she stood there for a second, before walking towards her house. how did their relationship just blow up in a matter of 20 seconds?

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lauren pulled up at tara's house with coffee and her sandwich in hand. tara grinned, plucking it from her hands and they drove off to a spot they used to go to during highscool. they ate, catching up as if they hadn't seen eachother in years, though it had only been a week. only a week. she asked about jamie, and told her what happened. lauren silently cursed him, he had ruined the surprised he had wrangled lauren in for her. "im sure he's fine." lauren mused, whilst typing away an angry message for him. "youre an idiot drysdale!!! you know she frequents that coffee shop downtown omg" she sent and then shut her phone.

"well lets go shopping." lauren smiled, putting the jeep in drive and jetting off. t-6 hours until the surprise. the two spent two hours paroozing and shopping at various canadian brands and some international brands. lauren splurging and buying tara a necklace for her birthday from tiffany, which the latter begged her not to. little did the birthday gal know, but that was curtesy of jamie. the two headed back to lauren's house to get ready for their dinner date that tara believed that had. she settled on a black strapless dress, hugging her curves perfectly and slicked her hair half up half down for the occasion. lauren walked up behind the birthday girl with a small bday cake, and tara smiled widely in the bathroom mirror. "awe, lauren- you didnt have to." she frowned and turned around in the swivel chair. she smiled down at the cake, illuminated with candels. "lets get a pic on the bed!" lauren said and moving into the bedroom quickly. tara chuckled, laying down halfway and posing with it. she blew out the candles, hoping that this year. her 21st year on life, would be her best yet.

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the two walked hand in hand to the more upscale toronto restaurant. tara's eyebrows creased as lauren pulled her past the hostess, and away from the main dining area. "lauren?" tara questioned as they went down a hallway. lauren stalled in front of the door that was open, and pushed tara towards doorway. "SURPRISE!!!!" the group of friends and family yelled. tara brought her hand to her mouth, gasping and then turned towards lauren; instantly hugging her best friend. "oh my god, hi!!!!" she turned back around and waved. she found her brother's jonathan and erik, her dad and his wife. along with her mom and delilah. she made her way over to her brothers who instantly took her in for a big hug. "SO glad we pulled this off." the two brothers smiled high fiving one another. "with my help ofcourse." lauren mused, and the brothers agreed. "all they did was get the hockey dudes here." lauren grinned, pointing towards the players. tara turned around seeing jamie drysdale, trevor zegras, owen powers and hig gf, mason mctavish, brendan brisson and thomas bordealou. just some friends that jonathan had made along his journey to the nhl. who in turn, loved tara more than jonathan. much to his dismay ofcourse.

tara caught the eye of jamie and gave him a small grin, to which he returned with a smile. so maybe the situation earlier, was forgotten? "here!" lauren yelled, pushing a glass of vodka cranberry into her hand and tara rolled her eyes playfully before taking a big sip. "woah slow down there girlie!!! we dont need you passing out too early." she heard the famous and cheery voice of trevor. she turned around and stuck her tongue out. "we dont talk about that time." she playfully snarled, causing him to clutch his chest as he laughed. "not my fault your a lightweight and didn't tell us!" he defended him self and she gave him a vulgar gesture, to which he replied with a big smile. "imma leave you two to settle things." trevor said pulling jamie away from the group he was in and in front of tara. tara swallowed nervously. "happy birthday." he smiled. she smiled, "thankyou jamie." she smiled back. "liste-" "Im sor-" the two said at the time time, to which tara blushed.

"im sorry, that i freaked out. i was also nervous, because you had seen me when you weren't supposed to." he explained and she nodded. "i had no right to, and i apologize." he added and she nodded again. she leaned in and placed a kiss on his cheek. "thankyou." was all she said before going around and talking to people.

it was around 11:30 when the two found one another again, on the dance floor. tara was on her 3rd vodka cranberry and was feeling it in her bones. the song 'you belong with me' was blasting, therefore trevor was belting the song along with jamie and tara on the top of their lungs. jamie held tara in his arms, in front of him as they did so. the song turned to the archer, and at the end as the beat began to up, so did the group of younglins. 'cause they see right through me' was screamed throughout the private room. lauren and tara jumped up and down, now that their heels were discarded an hour earlier. and to end the night, mr brightside played causing tara to laugh loudly. this was one of the songs that played during jamies, trevors and mason's party during her spring break.

jamie and tara looked at one another, dancing to the song. it was almost as if the final song was played in slow motion. tara at one point during the first bridge, pulled jamie in for a big kiss. with trevor and mason eyes widening, and freaking out. lauren laughed along with owen powers gf, as the two watched. the two pulled apart, smiling at one another. their breathing heavy and their hearts pounding. he twirled her one last time, and the song was over.

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tara woke up the following morning in jamie's hotel room he had booked for the evening. she found him staring at her, dazed with exhaustion. "hi." she hummed, leaning up and kissed him. he pulled her in again, gently pulling her chin back up. "happy first full day of being 21." he whispered before pulling her in for another kiss, by her necklace but paused. "glad my money was well spent." he nodded towards the necklace. she was confused for a moment before realizing. "you cheeky boy." she grinned.

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pls write more Jamie!!!!!

ask and you shall receive!!!!

drinking game

jamie drysdale x fem! reader

warnings?: alcohol, smut, unprotected sex (🙅🏻‍♀️), oral fem receiving, fluff

(this is an older draft that i edited, apologies for any mistakes🙏🏻)

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as the sun began to set on the warm city of anaheim, the alcohol began to come out from the shadows, courtesy of none other than.... you guessed it! trevor zegras. he planned this gathering weeks ago in preparation for the start of the regular season. which of course jamie was elected to host.

"alright bitches let's get this damn show on the road." he says holding two packs of smirnoff ices mason just behind him with a 24 pack of twisted teas and a 12 pack of michelob ultra.

"this is all you got?" jamie asks, walking into the room.

"we still have a bunch of of shit from the last few weeks jimbo we're fine." he scoffs placing everything on the counter. jamie's dark damp hair falls over his face as he sets his phone down on the arm of the couch. he runs his fingers through his hair brushing it out of his face and joins everyone in the kitchen as you had already cracked open a few drinks. apparently a few sips was enough for you to find jamie's simple gestures insanely attractive.

"hey y/n, can you pass me a smirnoff?" jamie asks nodding to the pack of originals on the counter near me.

"yeah here." you say passing him one. he opens the bottle eagerly and downs it like water. apparently you were staring because you were snapped out of your thoughts when jamie said your name.

"i was staring wasn't i?" you ask, your cheeks burning red.

"yep, but i was gonna ask if you wanted to shot gun with me?" he asks holding up three twisted teas.

"oh yeah of course, why do you have three?" you ask.

"two for me because i'm trying to get sloshed." he smiles handing you one. you follow the pale canadian into the backyard anxiously.

"ok on my count." jamie says holding up his hand counting down on his fingers. once he hits 1 you crack open the cans and down the drink as quickly as possible. considering you don't drink too often, you were already pretty drunk.

"can you go grab us another ice?" jamie asks as he is about to down the second one.

"yeah of course." you say trying not to trip and face plant your way back into the house. you return with the drinks and he opens your bottle handing it to you before opening his.

"cheers m'lady" he smirks.

"cheers." he says as you both take a swig.

"hey guys, alex brought a drinking game kate made, wanna play?" mason asks sticking his head through the doorway.

"yeah we're coming." jamie says smiling and finishing his drink. you follow him back into the house and sit side by side around a large board on the living room floor. you sat and listened as kate and alex explained the rules, which were straight forward. roll the dice, move that many spaces and do what the square says. everyone picks a game piece and start. the first round was light only taking a few sips of drinks and a few shots of malibu. needless to say, you were incredibly drunk and probably obviously eye fucking jamie sitting right next to you.

"alright y/n you landed on dare. who do you want to give you the dare?" kate asks you.

"uhm.... trevor." you say not knowing what he was gonna say. he gives alex a smirk and then opens his mouth to speak, "i dare you, to kiss jamie for 30 seconds."

your eyes go wide.

“what?”

"don't 'what' me you've been eye fucking him for the last 10 minutes." he laughs. you look to your right where jamie sat, looking completely unbothered.

"fine." you say climbing lazily into his lap. you place both of your hands on his face and colliding your lips. his hands find there way to your waist as he deepens the kiss, his tongue swiping your bottom lip to open. immediately, you feel your panties soak with moisture. he pats your ass cheek to signal that your time was done. once you separate you take a second to look into his eyes and what you saw was not what you expected from him.

pure lust.

you climb off his lap back into my spot, sitting criss cross quickly and adjust the leggings you’re wearing.

"¡ honestly don't even know what to say." kate laughs and everyone joins. including you and jamie with hesitant laughs as our eyes lock again.

"ok anyways jamie, you got 4." she says and he moves his piece 4 spaces.

"take as many shots as rolled on the dice." he says aloud," how about chug for 5 seconds."

"sure." alex says. jamie grabs onto the neck of the malibu and takes a few decent gulps.

"fuck." he says feeling the effects. as the game continues, the tension between jamie and you had only grown. you’ve scooted closer together and his hand has found his way onto your leg.

"HA I WIN!" mason yells, downing the rest of his drink. everyone stands up to go your separate ways again.

jamie grabs onto your hand and guides you to the empty kitchen. he leans back onto the counter, pulling you with him by your hands. your hands find their way to his chest as you look up into his big blue eyes.

"you can't keep looking at me like that." he says smoothing his hands down your back and stopping on your ass.

"but maybe it's because i want something." you say basically pulling out the puppy dog eyes.

"y/n there's a bunch of people here." he says hesitantly lifting his hand off your ass and directing your gaze to the window.

"and you have a bedroom, with a door that locks." you say patting him on the chest. he sits and stares at you for another moment.

"my fucking god, how can i say no to you?" he says leaning down and connecting your lips again, this time more passionately, knowing that no one is around. after a few moments you hesitantly break the kiss.

"come on let's go hang out with them for a little bit." he says surprisingly.

"jamie please." you beg grabbing fist fulls of his shirt.

"y/n come on, we can go sit out with them while they drink more and then we can go up okay?" he asks brushing a strand up hair out of your face.

"but why can't we just go now?"

"would you just trust me for a second?" he says clearly having an alterier motive.

"okay." you say as he kisses you one more time before guiding you by the small of your back out to the fire pit. he sits down on the loveseat and you go to sit next to him, which he stops you and pulls you onto his lap and jumps into conversation casually. you stare at him like an alien for a moment while his hands so casually rested around your ass. you’re painfully aware of how close you are.

at this point you’re longing for him. you keep shifting on his lap trying to hide the horny bitch you were becoming, while hopefully torturing him in the process. his hands tighten their grip on you

. "go upstairs." he whispers in your ear.

"and say what to them?"

"just say you're going to the bathroom because you don't feel great or something. i'll be up there in five." he replies and you stand up.

"hey guys, i'm gonna head to the bathroom, i'm not feeling great. i may call it a night."

"aw but you're staying over right?" trevor asks.

"yeah yeah, just gonna go maybe take a cold shower or something." you say finally escaping and making your way up the stairs into jamie's room. knowing that jamie would soon be up there for you is already enough to leave your underwear dripping.

you sat anxiously on the bed, picking at your nails waiting for him to walk through the door. a few slow minutes go by and you finally hear the knob turn.

"sorry i kept you waiting love, i told them i was coming to check on you and they just kept trying to get me to stay."

"it's okay, you're here now," you say standing up and walking towards him, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him in for a kiss.

"do you know how hard it was for me to control myself with you squirming like that, i could barely keep my dick in line." he says separating your lips.

"i'm sorry, i couldn't help myself. i wanted you so bad."

"now i know we're both drunk but are you sure you wanna do this?" he asks you keeping his hands placed gently on your sides.

"yes of course i do. drunk words are sober thoughts jamie. i've always had a little crush on you." you giggle pressing the side of your head to his chest and hugging onto him.

"come here." he says beckoning you over to the bed, pulling you on top of him as he laid on his back. he connects your lips hungrily as his tongue begs for entry, which is immediately given. you run your hands up his toned chest under his shirt, signaling for him to remove it which he quickly does. you break apart the kiss, sitting up and removing your shirt. he sits up to meet you and connecting your lips again as you feel the bulge in his pants push against you. he groans at the contact.

"fuck i need you jamie." you say growing hornier by the millisecond. hastily, you remove the rest of our outer layer leaving you both only in underwear. he stands looking at you for a few moments before walking over to you, touching your chests together. he runs his fingers gently down your sides, trailing goosebumps behind them.

"you're so gorgeous y/n." he whispers, nuzzling his head in the crook of your neck.

"you're just teasing me at this point jam, please i want you."

"i'm being serious though angel." he says trailing kisses on your jawline.

"come on." you say pulling him by his waist to the bed.

"lay down." he says and you do so. he pulls you by my calves towards the edge of the bed and carefully removes your underwear.

"jamie what are you doing?"

"you've been so gorgeous tonight so i'm all about you." he says kissing your inner thighs leading closer and closer to your core. your breath hitches when his tongue makes immediate, intense contact with your clit making your eyes roll into the back of my head.

"fuck jamie." you moan out, tangling your fingers in his dark locks. his tongue moves in thorough circles before he slips two fingers in unexpectedly making the knot in your stomach tighten harder.

"oh my fucking god." you choke on my words. you knew you were closed based on the ever building ecstasy you felt in my body.

"i'm gonna, i'm-fuck." you say cumming way quicker than you originally expected. he stands up with a wide, lustful smirk on his face and you sit up bringing his face to your, not caring that he was just face deep in your pussy.

"i want you." you say grabbing onto his face as you break apart. you feel him unclasp your bra and you free yourself of it.

"have me." he says, backing away and removing his boxers, stroking his dick a few times. he pulls your legs apart and bends your knees close to your chest. he looks down lining himself up with your entrance and he begins to push in slowly.

"god fuck." you say gripping onto the sheets. you had fucked a few guys but no one near the size of jamie.

"do you want me all the way in or do you need a second?"

"all the way, just wait until i tell you to move."

"whatever you want baby." he says, pushing a significant amount of dick all the way into you.

"you're so big jamie." you say gritting my teeth. he leans over, placing his hands on either side of your head.

"we don't have to do this." he says.

"no no i want to, so bad." you say kissing him desperately again. once you feel comfortable with his size you nod signaling for him to move. he begins thrusting his hips slowly, completely filling you up with each push.

"you feel so good y/n." he says huffing between words. you place your hands on his back as he begins to pick up his speed very slowly. never once had a man ever made you feel the way jamie is making you feel. the euphoric feelings you were experiencing was almost over stimulating. by the time he reaches a quick pace, your nails are digging into his back.

"so so good for me baby." he says continuing his pace yet kissing you so lovingly.

"oh my god jamie i'm close." your voice comes out in a whisper close to his ear.

"yeah that's my girl right there." he says, somehow deepening his thrusts sending your eyes shooting into the back of my head. your walls begin to clench around him knowing you would be reaching your second climax very soon.

"oh fuck fuck." you say finally releasing the built up pressure in my abdomen.

"i'm almost there." he says fucking you right through my orgasm, moments later feeling his warm seed spilling into you.

"fuck oh my god." you say as he lays down on your chest, staying inside of you. he kisses up your chest up to your lips leaving a smile on your face. he pulls out and grabs all of your clothes off the floor, tossing them into his hamper.

"let me get you cleaned up and grab you some clean clothes." he says kissing you on the cheek before going into his bathroom to soak a rag with warm water to wipe you clean.

you lean up to go dig into your bag that was coincidentally already in his room and he stops you.

"no stay there, ill get it." he says digging into your bag, grabbing only your spare underwear before digging into his drawers for a pair of his boxers and a t-shirt. he hands them to you one by one as you put them on.

"so beautiful." he says, sounding completely sober, knowing he's not. you blush at his words, still buzzing from the alcohol.

"what are you gonna tell everyone?" you ask getting under his covers.

"i'm gonna go tell them you were sick so i helped you shower and put you in bed so im gonna stay in here with you."

"oh, okay." you smile not expecting him to want to stay up here with you.

"i'll be right back okay? get comfortable." he says shutting the door behind him. a few short minutes later he returns to his room smiling.

"you didn't tell anyone did you?"

"no no don't worry. they think it's sweet that i want to help you."

"well you didn't help me in the way they think." you wink at him and he laughs, joining you in bed. he pulls you over to lay on his chest as you sat in silence for a few moments.

"so what now?" you ask quietly.

"what do you mean?"

"is this just a fuck and done thing or like what's next?" you repeat.

"y/n, i like you. my feelings for you have grown by miles tonight." he says rubbing his hand up and down your back underneath the shirt. all you can do is lean up and smile at him.

"you like me?" you giggle.

"yeah i do." he smiles back.

"prove it." you say with a fake attitude. he gently pulls you by your chin and kisses you deeply.

"was that enough proof for you?" he laughs.

"i think so." you blush, "i like you a lot too by the way."

"prove it." he says mocking you and you roll my eyes, locking your lips with his, your hand placed delicately on his cheek.

"was that enough proof for you?" you reply mocking him this time nuzzling your head into his neck.

"¡ would say yes." he replies holding you closer as you drift off into a peaceful sleep together for the first time.

#jamie drysdale #jamie drysdale x reader #jamie drysdale imagine #jamie drysdale smut #nhl imagine #nhl #hockey imagine #turcs’ talk

[mamaestapa]

New Years smut w Jamie!!

Meet me at Midnight|| Jamie Drysdale x reader

• pairing: jamie drysdale x reader

• summary: you jamie have more than a new years kiss to ring in the new year

• warnings: SMUT! unprotected p in v sex, hair pulling, jamie loves boobs, uhhh i think that’s all lol

Jamie’s hands roamed up your mini black dress clad body as he sucked harshly at your neck. He was definitely leaving deep purple bruises along your collarbone and neck, but he didn’t care.

Jamie loved to mark you up. He loved to show everyone that you were his and his only.

You whimpered softly as your boyfriend’s hands cupped your butt cheeks, giving each cheek a squeeze as his lips crashed onto yours. Your arms wrapped around his neck, resting on his upper back as Jamie hoisted you up onto the counter. He brought a hand up to cup your cheek, pulling you closer to him as his tongue slipped into your mouth.

“How many more minutes until midnight?” You asked, panting softly from the heavy make-out session. Jamie glanced at his phone that was sitting on the counter beside you. “Five. Think you can make it?”

“Definitely.”

Jamie smirked at your response as he traced over the diamond patter on the neckline of your dress before pulling the straps to the side so he could get a good view of your perky breasts in the black cups lined with lace. He groaned at the sight of your breasts. Jamie loved your boobs. He lowered his head and began to kiss along your chest, licking the soft skin of your breasts before sucking at the skin. If he kept this up, you wouldn’t make it to midnight.

You and Jamie were at a New Year’s Eve party hosted by some of this teammates. Obviously, Jamie was going to be your new years kiss, but after long night of taking shots, sipping on a drink or two, and dancing until your legs were numb, the two of you had a better idea than just sharing a new years kiss.

Jamie wanted to make you cum as soon as the clock hit midnight. Not a minute before nor a minute after, it had to be at 12 AM on the dot. He wanted you to both to start the new year off on a high note, and a mind blowing orgasm or two was the perfect way to ensure that that happened. So a quickie in his teammates laundry room would have to do…

Jamie pulled the bottom of your dress up, giving him just enough access to your soaking core through the diamond slit in the upper thigh of your dress. As he pushed your dress to the side and pulled your panties down your smooth legs, you hurried to undo Jamie’s belt. Once the belt was undone, the dark haired boy pulled his dress pants down in one swift motion. You wet your lips at the sight of his boner through his boxers. You needed him so bad.

“I don’t have a condom, you’re still on the pill right? If not we can-.”

“Jamie,” you all but whimpered, “Forget the condom. I need you inside me right now.”

Jamie wasted no time, pulling his boxers down and lining himself up with your slick entrance before he thrusted into you. You moaned loudly at the feeling of his tip pushing against your cervix. You clawed at his plum dress shirt covered back as the sound of your sweet moans filled his ears.

“Fuck,” Jamie grunted, “so tight, feels good.”

His thrusts picked up pace as the minutes ticked by. As midnight approached you felt yourself growing closer to your release. Jamie placed his hands on firmly on your hips as he kissed at your neck. You were a whimpering mess as Jamie pounded relentlessly into you. The feeling of pleasure was overwhelming you and Jamie as the two of you panted from the fast pace. You brought your hands up to Jamie’s head, tugging harshly at his soft dark hair as his thrusts quickened.

“J, ‘m close.”

“Wait for midnight sweetheart.”

The muffled sound of the others counting down the seconds to the new year started.

Ten.

“Oh Jamie.”

Nine.

You whimpered softly from Jamie’s touch. It all felt so good.

Eight.

You bucked your hips into Jamie, the sounds the boy made as he fucked you had you growing closer and closer.

Seven.

Midnight couldn’t come fast enough…

Six.

“Jamie-uh,” you moaned as you fell forward into his chest, “don’t think I can make it.”

Five.

“Yes you can baby.”

Four.

Jamie’s cock twitched inside you as you felt the coil in your lower belly threaten to snap with each thrust of your boyfriend’s hips. The two of you were moaning messes.

Three.

Your bodies were growing sticky with sweat and your chests heaved with each pant. So close…

Two.

“That’s it,” Jamie praised through his grunts, “cum for me pretty girl.”

One.

You moaned Jamie’s name loudly as you reached your climax. Jamie followed, panting your name and a number of praises as spurts of his hot cum spilled out of you. Jamie crashed his lips onto yours as your chests heaved. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him closer to you.

“Happy New Year Jamie baby.” You breathed out as you pressed your forehead against his. He chuckled softly at your blissed out smile, “Happy New Year sweetheart.”

You got your New Years kiss and a mind blowing orgasm. 2024 definitely started off on the right foot for you and Jamie...

hi loves!!

happy new year😚 to celebrate the start of a new year, i’ve decided to do a blurb day & night. and we’re starting off strong with a jamie blurb ;)

i hope you all have a great day! i’ll be posting more throughout the day so stay tuned🤍

#jamie drysdale #jamie drysdale x reader #jamie drysdale blurb #jamie drysdale smut #jamie drysdale imagines #blurb night! #new years blurbs

[orphicdreamers-wp]

All I Want Is You— Jamie Drysdale

Summary: In which your boyfriend is traded to Philadelphia and hurts your relationship and all you want is Jamie back.

Content Warning; Angst, breakup, reader is the lakers athletic trainer, happy ending

Pairing; Fem Reader & Jamie Drysdale

Your relationship with Jamie was new enough that when you found out he got traded from the Ducks to the Flyers you immediately knew that your relationship was over. You had only been together a little short of 4 months. You were restocking your medical supplies when a knock on the door pulled you from your daze. Your boyfriend stood in the doorway with a sad look on his face, “Hi.”

You smiled sadly, “Hey J.” Jamie on one of the exam tables, “You heard.” You ran a hand through your hair, “Yeah, how are you feeling?” Jamie ran a hand over his face, “I’m not sure. I don’t know what it is but I don’t want to go to Philly.” You sighed as you sat down, “I don’t want to hold you back Jamie. I want you to have the best life possible. I don’t think that life has me in it.” Jamie’s eyes softened lightly, “So we’re broken up?” You nodded sadly, “Yeah. I think we are.”

The door to the athletic office opened and Lebron James entered the room, “Hey Y/N. Oh my bad, am I interrupting?” Jamie shook his head, “Nah man, I’m heading out. Bye Y/N.” A sad sigh left your lips, “Bye Jamie. Good luck.” Jamie nodded sadly as he walked out of the room. You sniffled slightly, “I’ll be right with you man.” You walked into your office and let the tears forming in your eyes hit your cheeks. A shaky breath left your lips as you wiped your face and returned to the athletic office, “Alright Lebron, how’s your ankle feeling?”

A worried look overtook his face, “Are you doing okay Y/N?” You nodded softly, “Yeah, I’m okay. Just dealing with a breakup. So how’s your ankle?” Lebron picked up on the fact you didn’t want to talk about it, “It’s okay, just a little sore.” You nodded as you began to work on loosening his muscles in his ankle for his physical therapy.

A few days had passed since you and Jamie broke up, you hadn’t been feeling the best. Jamie had officially moved to Philly and everything in Philly reminded him of you. Philly was cold in January and all Jamie wanted was to be back in California in your arms. So when he learned that the Lakers were traveling to Philly to play the 76ers he knew he had to figure out a way to get you back.

You were standing on the edge of the court taping a players fingers when you heard the announcer’s voice, “And in house tonight we have Philly Flyers players Cam York and Jamie Drysdale.” You felt your heart beat up into your throat as a sad smile overtook your eyes. DLo looked at you and spoke softly, “You gotta get your guy back. It’s getting hard to watch you move Y/N.” You smiled sadly, your smile not reaching your eyes, “I can’t, I don’t want to hold him back.” DLo sighed, “Girl, your a lot of work. I don’t know him that well but I know a guy in love and he hasn’t taken his eyes off of you since he saw you.”

You shook your head ever so slightly, “Doesn’t change the fact I feel like I’m holding him back.” DLo shrugged, “Maybe not. But you miss 100% of the shots you don’t take.” You laughed softly as you patted his shoulder reassuringly, “I’m okay D. You should get out there. Have a good game.”

The game went extremely well for you as none of the Lakers players were injured during the game. You were organizing your stuff in the visiting locker room when the locker room door opened, “Hi.” You felt your heart rate increase, “Hey.” Jamie spoke softly, “I miss you.” You shook your head, “We can’t. I can’t.” Jamie shook his head, “I can’t not want you Y/N. I can’t pretend I don’t miss you and think about you.”

You sniffled, “I love you, this isn’t fair to either of us.” Jamie shook his head, “I love you and I am going to love you no matter how far we are. I won’t care that I wake up in Philadelphia in January in the horrid cold. As long as I get to be with you.” You sniffled, “I won’t care if I’m alone in LA. I just wanna be with you.” Jamie pulled you into a embrace, “I love you.” You looked up at him, “I love you.”

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[pocketsizedq]

Trevor! What did you do?

Summary:Jamie leaves Brecken with Trevor unsupervised and something happens

Request: No

Word counter:702

Trevor never thought he would be in the situation where he would have his best friend's six year old child crying on the ice after getting a little to hard slap shot to his left eye.

Trevor was literally in a fight or flight response. He didn't know whether he should comfort the child and risk Jamie finding out what he did to Brecken or He could run off and leave the poor little sobbing drysdale on the ice where his dad would find him and be more pissed at his best friend.

Jamie had called Trevor to see if He wanted to come with him and Brecken to work on some hockey tactics and try different positions as Trevor is a center and Jamie is a defenseman.

Even though in Jamie's heart he wanted brecken to follow in his footsteps and be a defenseman but he just wanted to see what he would be like in different areas.

Jamie had just left a few minutes prior to the accident to go grab something from the car knowing he would feel okay with leave his son with the taller guy.

He has left Brecken with Trevor tons of times before, but never on the ice. This made Jamie a bit anxious as He knows how Trevor gets on the ice and he didn't know if his son was ready to face that.

Trevor skates over to the little boy guilt washing over him choosing the first options he thought of and get down on the ice.

"I'm sorry bud you know uncle trev didn't mean to. may i see your eye i promise i wont touch it" Trevor spoke calmly to the blue eyed blue he had injured.

Brecken looked so much like his father. He had his bright big blue eyes but had your nose which was covered in freckles just like his dad he was covered in freckles.

Trevor felt his heart hurt when he saw the little boy lift his head up seeing a bruise form around his left eye. He knew it would be a bad bruise as sometimes he doesn't know his own strength.

"Shit, Your dad is going to be so pissed at me for giving you that, but that does make you look pretty tuff" He wipes the little boys tears.

Breckon lets out one of those loud childish laughs that just brings warmth to a room like a freshly lit fireplace to which this is when Trevor joins in on the laughter.

Jamie walks in with the thing he needs to get from the car walking back into the rink hearing the laughter. He almost grins immediately because the sounds of his son laugh is music to his ears , because it sound like yours which he loves.

He starts putting his skates back on making his way on the ice onto the ice seeing his best friend laughing with his giggling son, but then he noticed the bruise forming around his left eye which made his smile fade.

Brecken notices his dad turning to his dad carefully standing up grinning big with a hit of pride saying " Look Daddy I got my first puck to the face! I didn't get a tooth knocked out but i got a bruise"

Jamie seeing his son's big smile about the whole thing made him smile knowing he was being very positive about it as he knew his son he noticed the tears in his eyes.

"I see that bec but how are we going to tell mama about this? you know how she is when daddy gets injured. what will she do when she finds out her little boy got hit" Jamie spoke softly ruffing his sons hair.

"do you see how happy he is? I don't think she will be that mad about it and it comes with the sport. All he needs is some ice and rest." Trevor spoke softly but still felt bad about what he did.

Jamie looks at him making complete eye contact with him saying "have fun telling my wife that". He already knew you would be somewhat calm about it as it was an accident and its trevor.

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[uluvjay]

Nasty girl- J. Drysdale & M.McTavish

Part two of this fic

Jamie Drysdale x Fem! Refer x Mason McTavish

Hope you enjoy I apologize for any errors!

Warnings?; SMUT, 3sum, p in v, unprotected sex(wrap it before you tap it), multiple orgasms, slight spanking, thigh riding, swallowing cum, handjob(m receiving), cursing, light slapping, I can’t think of anymore but be warned it’s pure filth

Jamie nodded his head to Mason and as she looked over she was met with the sight of him comfortably leaned back on the couch and patting his lap.

“Giddy up Cowgirl” he smirked

There was an excitement building up in her chest at the sight of his thick thighs spread wide and his hard cock waiting for her.

She straddled his lap, core placed right over his aching cock and pulled him into a sloppy kiss as he began to play with her folds.

His beard scratched her face but she loved it, used to Jamie having a clean face this was something she only felt every one in a while.

She reached down to run his cock through her dripping folds but he quickly shot a hand down to stop her, causing him to be met with a confused look.

“Want you to get off on my thigh first”

Mason almost laughed at the look in the girls eyes, from what Jamie told him the girl had a thing for thigh riding but they didn’t do it often because he was never able to control himself.

“Seen the way you’ve looked at my thighs baby, thought you should give them some love” he smirked directing her body to hover over one of his thighs.

She quickly looked over at her boyfriend who was sat on the other end of the sectional slowly stroking his cock for some sort of permission but he just shrugged his shoulders and nodded.

“Whatever you two wanna do, do it” he spoke and leaned even more into the couch

With that being said she finally allowed her cunt to meet Masons thigh releasing a moan at the feeling.

She quickly began grinding her pussy against the boys strong thigh, small cries escaping her throat as he clenched his thigh allowing her more friction.

Mason was in awe of the girl on top of him, the way she moved so effortlessly on his thigh and the sounds of her pretty whimpers filling his ears had him ready to come right there.

“That’s a good girl” he praised as she leaned forward to grip the cushion behind him for leverage.

“I’m getting close Mase” she exclaimed as she felt her third orgasm of the evening approaching fast

The man under her quickly reached a hand down to play with her clit as he encouraged her through her orgasm.

“Come on baby Cum on my thigh, Cum for us” at the mention of her boyfriend she snapped her head to look at him, his head was thrown back while redness spread from his neck to his chest and sweat started to form.

The sight made the band in her lower stomach snap and she felt her orgasm wash over her like a wildfire as she collapsed against masons chest.

“Oh fuck” she heard through masons small praises in her ear and she looked over just in time to see her boyfriends cum spray all over his lower stomach and hand as reached his own orgasm.

She watched as he used his hand to clean himself up and looked around for something to wipe his hand off with.

“No i want it” she called causing Jamie to look over at her with a smirk

But nonetheless he got up and made his way to his girlfriend so she could lick his fingers clean of his liquids.

She pulled off his last finger with a pop and he quickly leaned down to pull her into a hot kiss.

“Nasty girl” he smirked and placed a light slap to her cheek before standing back to his height and picking up his clothes

“Wait, Where are you going?” Mason called to his friend

“To shower again, you two have fun” The smirk could be heard in his voice as the pair watched him walk up the stairs.

Once he had completely disappeared from sight they found themselves looking back at each other.

“Can I ride you?” She blurted out

“You can do whatever you want baby” he spoke softly and placed his hands behind his head as she resumed her original position of hovering over his cock.

She stroked him a few times before guiding him to her entrance and slowly sinking down. Mason thought he was going to explode from the tightness of her cunt, she hugged him so tight that he almost wanted to cry at how good she felt.

“Fuck Mason” she cried as she reached the base of his cock

“Taking me so well” he encouraged as she began to slowly bounce on him

After a few moments of getting used to him with a slow pace she quickly sped up and soon she was fucking him quickly.

Masons hands slipped out from behind his head as he reached down to place them on her ass and give her a light slap to her right ass cheek.

“Harder” she complained

“What?” He asked a little confused since she was the one on top

“I want you to spank my ass Mason no light slaps, I’m a big girl I can take it” she sassed

She watched as something switched in his eyes and she was quickly pulled off of him and placed in doggy style below him.

Mason had always known there was a slut buried beneath her sweet girl personality especially after hearing her and Jamie going at it a few times.

He laid three hard slaps to both of her ass checks before sliding himself back into her cum dripping core.

“Shit!” She cried at the feeling of his hips hitting her freshly spanked ass

His rough hands gripped her waist as he pounded into her, hips moving unforgivingly. He hissed as he felt her clench around him hugging him tighter then she already was.

“Your so good mase” she cried the best she could as her face was shoved into the cushion below here.

“Yeah? You like how I fuck you”

“Yes! Fuck I love it Mason” she wasn’t lying, while Jamie was the best she’s ever had Mason was definitely second.

He continued to fuck her until they were both getting close to their highs, the girls thighs had began to shake and she felt like her whole body was on fire as her fourth orgasm of the evening was approaching.

She began fucking herself back onto him as she felt his thrust get sloppy knowing he was getting close to his own end.

“Mason! I’m cumming” she shouted as her final orgasm passed through her body, high whimpers escaping as Mason continued to fuck her through it trying to reach his.

“Fuck I’m close too, where do you want it baby” he groaned

“My mouth, please” she begged, a breath getting caught in her throat as he pulled out.

She quickly got onto her knees on the ground below them while he stood over her stroking his cock, deep groans coming from his throat as the girl sat patiently on her knees with her awaiting tongue out.

��I’m cumming baby” he growled as he grabbed a handful of her hair to yank her head back and shoved his cock into her open mouth, filling it with his cum.

He watched as she swallowed without complaint and a smirk appear on her face at the sight of awe on his face.

Just as the girl stood on shaky legs Jamie came down the steps, ready to get his girl into a nice and warm bath.

“Hi” she smiled as he approached them

“Hi pretty girl” he greeted back smirking at her fucked out expression on her face

“Mason take good care of you?” He asked as he brushed some of her hair behind her ears

“Took Great care of me J” she blushed as she looked up at the boy

Jamie scoffed at her shyness like he didn’t just hear her down here telling him to spank her and cum in her mouth but decided not to speak on it, instead offering to draw her a bath.

The girl quickly agreed to the bath and reached up to place a kiss on Masons cheek before heading upstairs.

“Thanks for taking good care of her man” Jamie thanked his friend who was dressing himself.

“Of course” Mason replied with a smirk and wink as both men knew this wouldn’t be the last time the three of them hooked up.

As Mason made his exit Jamie headed back upstairs to find his girlfriend already waiting in a tub full of water and bubbles.

He smiled at her and leaned down to place a sweet kiss to her lips before getting a washcloth to wash her with.

“Can we do that again sometime? I liked having both of you” she shyly asked as he kneeled next to the tub

“You bet that pretty little ass we can” she smirked at her

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Ending isn’t the best sorry🧍🏼‍♀️

tagged; @shy4turcs @drysdalesv @zeagsmatty

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[adorethedistance]

Sweet Creature - Jamie Drysdale x Reader (platonic!Trevor x reader)

Hockey Masterlist

Warnings: Swearing, mild roasts

Words: 1529

Summary: Domestic bliss featuring everyone’s favorite baby ducks.

A/n: I’m gonna be straight up. I fucking hate this piece. I hate it with a burning fiery passion but if I don’t post it I feel like I’ve just wasted the last few weeks that I’ve spent drafting it so here ya go

“You haven’t seen it?” I nearly screech out of pure astonishment, sitting up from my relaxed position on the couch. Jamie smiles skeptically and shrugs his shoulders with his arms outstretched lazily.

“No clue what you’re talking about.”

“Dvcree did not put their whole Pedrussy into making these Pedro Pascal edits for you to have no idea who I’m talking about.”

“Who?!”

“Ugh, that could’ve been so funny if you were just a little bit more meme-cultured. TREVOR!” I yell from the livingroom which leads the energetic boy to poke his head out of his bedroom door.

“What’s up?”

“Have you seen the Pedro Pascal edit?”

“Of course.”

“Thank you!” I make a face and Jamie to emphasize my point. He slowly shakes his head as he laughs and absentmindedly lifts the knot of his grey hoodie’s drawstring, tucking the woven cotton between his teeth. As the moment of my disbelief passes, I move over to lay down, pressing my left cheek against Jamie’s toned chest.

We’ve been laying on the couch and watching the Last of Us for the better half of an hour, with Trevor occasionally coming by to refill his water bottle and comment on the display of affection between me and Jamie. Our lazy days are nothing short of blissful and I couldn’t be more content with life at the moment.

“It’s ‘cause I’m not on TikTok!” Jamie argues while shifting to accomodate me, wrapping me in his arms, and resting the injured one on the surface of my back. What little of his skin that’s exposed is slightly cool to the touch, and I remember Jamie runs cold more often than not. I’ve been unintnentionally leeching off of his body heat since the outfit I wore today was better suited for the Irvine sun, and not his air-conditioned apartment.

“Well, you should get it. I’m tired of texting you links when I could be sending you DMs.”

“Ugh. I just can’t be bothered.”

“Whatever. Old man.” I momentarily lift my head from Jamie’s chest and pout my lips. He playfully squints at me for a second, then pecks my lips before pressing play on the last few minutes of the episode. The rhythm of his breathing is relaxing for me, and despite the episode only having five minutes left, I feel my eyelids become heavier and heavier. The warmth of our body heat between us soothes my soul, and my muscles release after a long day of productivity. If I went back in time to tell myself that a random apartment unit in Orange County would one day be the most comfortable place in the universe, I might’ve laughed in my own face.

Jamie feels like heaven.

Better than heaven.

He feels like home.

Small breaths escape my parted lips as I sink deeper and deeper into the feeling of his body against mine. And I can’t help smiling gently as I feel his heart momentarily keeping time with a song in the show. The soft fabric of Jamie’s hoodie smells like his favorite cologne over the sweet, comforting smell of his natural scent. His chest vibrates when he hums a small laugh at a joke one of the characters cracked. I’m not sure if he’s noticed my slow descent into unconsciousness, but it’s only a matter of time.

“Good episode,” he says decidedly, waiting a moment. “Y/n?” He whispers softly, unsure of my lack of response. I could say something back if I really wanted to, but with how comfortable the entire situation is, I’d rather just let the exhaustion consume me.

Jamie then grabs his phone from the armrest of the couch behind his head, opens it, and types something before his arms come to rest. In a moment, Trevor comes out of his room and asks,

“What do you need?”

“Shhhh!” Jamie hushes Trevor as he walks in loudly. “Is she asleep?” He asks quietly. Trevor shuffles around the back of the couch to stand in front of the tv, looking at my face most likely.

“Yes.”

“That was fast.”

“No kidding. She’s a cute sleeper.”

“Unlike you.”

“Hey!”

“Shhh.”

“What’s your guys’ dinner plan?”

“I think she wanted to cook something for all three of us but now that she’s out I guess I gotta do some decision-making.”

“Just order something on door dash,” Trevor says plainly as he shuffles back around the couch and into the kitchen area of the apartment.

“I got something earlier this week, my mom’s gonna ask questions.”

“I forget you’re still on her account. Loser.”

“Shut up.” The hushed tone of their chatter is comfortable and I quickly fall asleep in the safety of my boyfriend’s care.

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When I come back to, the first thing I notice is that Jamie is no longer underneath me. My eyes flutter open. I’m laying on my stomach, sprawled out on the couch under a grey blanket that I recognize to be the one-off of Jamie’s bed.

“Good morning, sleepyhead.” I turn to face away from the seatback of the couch and find Trevor and Jamie seated on the floor, an assortment of takeout on the coffee table in front of them. Trevor nods a greeting as Jamie takes a bite of food.

“Were you just watching me sleep?” I ask, slightly freaked out.

“Yes.” Jamie almost chokes on the bite of food, shoving Trevor’s shoulder which makes them both laugh.

“No,” he starts to clarify, “We were just sitting against the couch and when we heard you stirring, we thought it’d be funny to stare at you.”

“How long was I asleep?”

“Like, half an hour?”

“You want some pad thai?” Trevor holds out the box of food he’s eating from and I nod shyly. Jamie passes me an unwrapped pair of chopsticks and I thank him quietly, tucking into the half-eaten box. We sit quietly for all but thirty seconds before Trevor is talking about how we need background music. He puts 1989 on shuffle on the tv and Jamie and I roll our eyes perfectly in sync.

“How dare you! Both of you!”

“Honestly, Z, you’re too predictable. Only one person here out of the three of us had Taylor in our Spotify wrapped and I’ll give you a hint, it wasn’t me.” I shrug from behind my box of food. Trevor scoffs before eating an entire dumping whole.

“She was in mine but she was not number one,” Jamie adds insult to injury.

“Okay then, fine. What about this?” Trevor asks, turning on a song by Luke Combs that I’ve never heard. Jamie’s expression is slightly annoyed but delighted all the same. He responds decisively,

“Much better.”

“What?! Am I missing something?” I ask.

“The whole team’s calling him Luke Combs since Jamie’s guitar learning adventure began, but he can only play two chords of one country song.” I look at Jamie for confirmation and he simply nods, biting the inside of his cheek absentmindedly.

“Really, Jame? Two chords?”

“I’m working on it!”

“Yeah, he’s working on it!” Trevor jokingly jumps in to Jamie’s defense, “Like you could do better!”

“Bitch, I can play guitar!” My argument silences both of them immediately. The two boys share a look and then Trevor is off, racing to grab the instrument from Jamie’s bedroom.

“You’re lying, there’s no way.”

“While some of you were busy dedicating a gazillion hours a week to hockey practice, the rest of us expanded our skill sets.” I take the guitar as Trevor hands it to me and situate myself before strumming a quick brush through and immediately cringing. “Your A string is flat.” Jamie looks at me confused, and I extend my hand to take the instrument from him. He yields and passes it over, allowing me to remedy the issue. After tuning the string, I smile and move to hand Jamie the guitar back but he doesn’t move. Instead he nods, urging me to play and I take a deep breath.

“It’s been a while…”

“Oh, don’t back out now!” Trevor teases and I playfully stick my tongue out at him. I adjust my grip, racking my brain for a song, any song. My mind settles on Sweet Creature by Harry Styles and I decide to just go for it. I’m a tad rusty but other than that I have the melody under control. The song is pretty enough on it’s own and I trail off after the first chorus, overcome with a newfound shyness at the looks Jamie and Trevor are giving me. Jamie’s lips are parted in awe and Trevor bursts out laughing.

“You might as well give up now, Jimmy.”

“Lucky for him, I’m an excellent teacher.” I say with a smile, pulling my bottom lip between my teeth. Jamie snaps back into reality and begins blushing like crazy.

“I don’t think I’ll ever sound like that.”

“You just need practice. I have a few more years on you so of course I’m gonna sound better than someone who’s just starting. You’ve got this and worse case scenario I can help.”

Jamie smiles sweetly, and my heart skips a beat.

“Will you play it again?”

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[jackhues]

to be with you - jamie drysdale

request: hey could you please do a fluff with jamie where the reader is a model and she has a day off and takes care of jamie bc of his shoulder??? xxxx

requested by: anon : )

notes: this is a little short, but it's just pure tooth-rotting fluff! thanks for requesting <3

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“that smells so good,” jamie muttered, entering the kitchen.

you smiled a little, flipping the pancake in the air, before turning around and doing a little bow. “ta-da!”

jamie laughed lightly, coming forward to wrap an arm around you. you responded to the hug, taking care due to his injured shoulder.

a few games back, he’d been injured during a game, leading to a torn labrum. you’d been in monaco for a photoshoot, and were unable to get back until yesterday. since the injury was still recent, jamie had to wear a sling, keeping his shoulder in place.

“thanks babe,” he kissed your forehead, moving forward to take the pancake off the stove.

“uh, no thank you,” you quickly stepped in front of him, moving the pancake to the plate yourself.

“what was that for?” he asked, looking not unlike an injured puppy.

“you’re hurt,” you told him, patting his cheek. “and i have an off day, which means you’re not allowed to do anything. all day. except for, like, eating the food i make and stuff.”

jamie rolled his eyes as you grabbed the plate of pancake and moved around him to put them on the table.

“i can carry a plate, y/n,” he told you. “just because i have a sling doesn’t mean i’m an invalid. i’ve still got one working arm.”

“while i’m sure you’re big and strong and can do everything on your own,” you tried not to sound sarcastic, “you’re still injured and i’m not. besides, i like doing this for you. now come, eat the pancakes.”

jamie sighed dramatically, but took a seat at the table, allowing you to set a few pancakes on his plate. you hummed happily as you decorated the pancakes with fruit and maple syrup, passing them on to your boyfriend.

a soft smile took over his features at the little decorations you’d done. 

“you’re so cute,” he grinned, taking a bite. 

“that i am,” you agreed, eating your own pancake. 

the two of you finished breakfast, loading up your plates in the dishwasher. you ushered jamie to the living room, where you quickly set up the first madagascar movie.

“madagascar?” he asked.

“we can always watch the lorax,” you shrugged.

jamie made a face, “madagascar it is.”

“great!” a victorious grin took over your face as you took a seat next to him. 

jamie smiled at your happy expression, putting his uninjured arm over your shoulder and pulling you close. he brushed your hair away from your face, laughing every time you mimicked king julian. 

he’d watch madagascar a million times to be with you.

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[lvrhughes]

Movie Night | J. Drysdale

word count: 0.4k

pairing: Jamie Drysdale x gn!reader (?)

summary: a simple movie night with Jamie

warnings: none?

requested: yes

not my gif!

“Honey I’m home!” your traditional entrance to the Drysdale-Zegras house, earning the sound of footsteps running towards you. The figure a blur as they ran into you, pushing you slightly back before wrapping your arms around him. 

“I missed you, baby.” the words muffled but heard, him nuzzling closer into you, letting you only see his mess of brunette hair.

“Hi Jam.” his head lifting to press a kiss to your lips, his arms pulling you tight against him by the waist. “What’s the plan today?” you mumbled against his lips, earning a small smile.

“Z is out,” He started.

“Don’t go where I think you're going, Mr.Drysdale.” 

“Movie night, we build a fort, drink wine, and watch whatever movies we want. Without Trevor’s unwanted input.” he grinned, clearly proud of the idea.

“Best idea, jam.” his smile widened, picking you up to throw you onto the couch. 

“I’ll go get the blankets, you pick the movie.” you nodded, watching him run towards his room, giggling as you reached for the remote.

Choosing a movie quickly, awaiting Jamie’s return, quickly getting distracted by the movie. Jumping when Jamie’s hand landed on your shoulders. 

“You scared me!” he laughed at the exclamation, passing you the bottle of wine before settling in beside you. Taking the wine back to pour two glasses, passing you one and covering you with a blanket. 

“Thank you, Jam.” leaning forwards to kiss him, letting your body melt against him as he laid you back down. 

“Movie.” he mumbled, moving away to lay behind you, wrapping his arms around you. 

Occasionally moving for a sip of wine, slightly adjusting as the night went on, always staying in Jamie’s grasp. By the third movie sleep was overcoming you, curling into Jamie's chest, him placing a kiss on the top of your head. Falling asleep quickly, Jamie following in suit behind you. It was a peaceful time, until Trevor came home, entering the house with a yell then immediately quieting when he saw the scene. 

“Oh shit.” Trevor mumbled, seeing Jamie wake up to cover you more, tugging you closer into him blocking any noise. 

“Shut up man!” Jamie whisper-yelled, earning a guilty look from Trevor.

“Sorry.” Trevor whispered in response, “I’ll go to my room now.” he whispered with a playful salute, walking backwards to his room.  

You shifting in his arms warned Jamie, a soft groan slipping your lips. 

“Shh, go back to sleep baby.” Jamie’s words are soft, pressing another kiss to the top of your head, waiting for you to fall back asleep.

Deeming you were asleep, he gently got up, picking you up with him. Carrying you to his room, laying you on the bed before laying behind you again, letting you curl into him again. 

“Sleep well, love.” one last sweet whisper and kiss before falling asleep with you.

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[marnerparty]

soft launch

Jamie Drysdale x Zegras!reader

ynzegras

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ynzegras my favorite secret ❤️

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trevorzegras call me right this instant

ynzegras I’m good!

user1 she’s off the market folks

user2 maybe she should give Trevor some tips

ynzegras someone had to say it🤷🏼‍♀️

lhughes_06 safe to say this wasn’t shared with Trevor?

ynzegras yeah .. 🫢

lhughes_06 BOLD y/n

trevorzegras oh so LUKE knows!?

ynzegras @/trevorzegras bestie > brother sometimes, it’s just a rule!

masonmctavish23 now I’m confused.. are we not best friends?

ynzegras uhm ofc we are?? can I only have one best friend??

_quinnhughes who’s ass am I beating?

ynzegras I 💙 you my Quinny

user3 we need to find out who this is

user4 we thinking hockey player?

user3 not sure.. how do we think Trevor would react?

trevorzegras really bad I think

ynzegras

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ynzegras while everyone’s obsessing over who my boyfriend is, I’m obsessing over my bestie back in Ann Arbor #goblue

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lhughes_06 thanks for being my good luck charm 💛

ynzegras anything for you my favorite Hughes :)

jackhughes HEY

ynzegras sorry not sorry j :/

_quinnhughes Jack why are you acting surprised?

ynzegras yeah Jack, be like Quinny and always have my back

jackhughes 🙄

edwards.73 so happy I finally got to meet you!

ynzegras me too, Ethan! we’ll get those tacos next time together instead of that disgusting chinese food 🤮

edwards.73 yeah, I wonder who picked that dinner @/markestapa

markestapa we’re still talking about this? we agreed majority would decide and you two were the only ones voting for tacos!

ynzegras I don’t recall agreeing to that

edwards.73 me either

lhughes_06 we definitely did

ynzegras 😑

user1 I definitely didn’t forget about her boyfriend

user2 maybe the boyfriend’s Luke

ynzegras absolutely not

jamie.drysdale thanks for the invite 🙄

ynzegras you had pt!

jamie.drysdale would’ve skipped for you

trevorzegras you would’ve what for who?

jackhughes 👀

user3 anyone seeing this!?

jamie.drysdale

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jamie.drysdale her > the view

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lhughes_06 she IS the view

jamie.drysdale facts

ynzegras gorgeous sunset

jamie.drysdale gorgeous girl

trevorzegras I think everythings starting to make sense

user1 trevor confirming yn & jamie!?

user2 dating his best friends sister? no shot

ynzegras fr who does that?

masonmctavish can I move in?

trevorzegras I bully rookies

ynzegras don’t listen to him, Tavy. of course you can

trevorzegras you make decisions for MY house?

jamie.drysdale our*

masonmctavish yn is 100% my favorite

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jackhughes Jamie isn’t a lil baby anymore 🥹

trevorzegras oh trust me, definitely is. still can’t properly do a load of laundry

jamie.drysdale TREVOR! you promised you wouldn’t share that

trevorzegras well you know what you promised? 😐

jamie.drysdale 🤐

ynzegras can’t help but think that’s about me guys

user3 really conflicted on this dynamic here

ynzegras honestly same

tterry19 this is the most anticipated soft launch ever

trevorzegras not you too🤦🏼‍♀️

ynzegras

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ynzegras appreciation post for the one I love mostest 🧡

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trevorzegras love you more🤍

elblue6 i miss you! come to the lake this summer!

ynzegras anything for you mama Hughes❤️

jackhughes mom get outta here

jamie.drysdale you made him cry

trevorzegras JIMMY!

ynzegras he’s a drama queen

edwards.73 zegras siblings over hughes siblings there I said it

jamie.drysdale yn > trevor there I said it

user1 RELATIONSHIP CONFIRMED

ynzegras 🤍

trevorzegras you’re sleeping on the couch

jamie.drysdale don’t we have separate rooms?

tterry19 these are gold

trevorzegras get out of my sister’s comment section

tterry19 no🧡

ynzegras YES TROY TELL HIM!

anaheimducks our favorite siblings

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jamie.drysdale best friend’s brother sister

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jackhughes THE CAPTION

ynzegras ikr & I didn’t even help him

user1 who would’ve thought Jamie gets a girl before Trevor?

ynzegras wow, that’s kinda rude!

trevorzegras Jamie is a ladies man

trevorzegras WAIT I THOUGHT YOU WEREN’T AT LAST NIGHTS GAME

ynzegras I lied :)

simon_benoit11 Jamie grew up

ynzegras wow look at all these ducks showing up

_quinnhughes hurt her I’ll kill you

lhughes_06 same

edwards.73 same

colecaufield same

ynzegras @/colecaufield nice of you to make an appearance!

user2 wish it was Luke

jamie.drysdale same

trevorzegras I wish I could hate this but I can’t

tterry19 Am I the only one that didn’t see this coming??

jamie.drysdale yeah

nsuzuki_37 who would’ve thought Jamie would be the one to confirm this?

ynzegras he’s growing & I’m proud

daniterry1 cutest

ynzegras ILY

jamie.drysdale godparents?

daniterry1 👀

tterry19 yn, yes, jamie, no

ynzegras

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[starsandhughes]

Enchanted— Jamie Drysdale

request: “hello hello could i mayhaps request some jamie drysdale fluff to enchanted by taylor swift 🫶 “ by @whourfeyrac

warnings: drinking, taking shots, a few swears, mentions of making out, kissing, fluffy fluff fluff

word count: ~1.9k

there i was again tonight

forcing laughter faking smiles

same old tired, lonely place

you were not particularly excited to be in a bar right now. you weren’t in the mood, you hardly ever were, but sometimes when you faked a good time it turns into one.

you’d much rather be home, under your favorite blanket, watching Robin on how i met your mother obsess over the vancouver canucks and think “same. same, robin.”

but nope, your amazing best friend Anna decided it was a “put on your hottest outfit and go out” night. and you were going to murder her. politely because you love her, but murder nonetheless.

“y/n do a shot with me!” Anna shouted with glee.

“i can’t take shots without gagging you know that,” you sighed.

“ah yes, but this is a mixed shot. a cocktail shot if you will. it’s called a cement mixer, it’s got bailey’s, lime juice, and vodka and then it’s mixed to be kinda foamy and you take it immediately and it sounds gross but it’s really good, i promise!” she was practically begging at this point. you rolled your eyes but couldn’t help but smile at her, and caved.

turns out, it was in fact very good and you have had three of them over a span of 45 minutes. and you have been gifted with being a lightweight, so those shots got you decently buzzed.

walls of insincerity, shifting eyes and vacancy

vanished when I saw your face

you quickly sobered up when you spotted a brunette boy across the bar. he was sitting a table with a couple of other guys and he had a mesmerizing laugh. he looked so good in a backwards hat and it was like sophie’s choice as to rather you want him to keep it on or take it off for you to get a better look at his locks.

“Anna Anna Anna Anna,” you repeatedly hit your friend each time you said her name.

“what?” she laughed.

“look at him!”

“there’s like four guys at that table which one are you talk-“

“holy fuck almighty he’s looking at me!”

your eyes whispered, "have we met?"

'cross the room your silhouette

starts to make its way to me

“looks like he’s bringing a friend,” Anna smirked.

“you can have him,” you quickly whispered to her as the two boys got closer.

“why hello boys, to what do we owe the pleasure?” Anna said playfully, putting her elbow on the table and resting her head in her palm.

“Jamie here caught this one’s eye and just had to come over,” the guy’s, or apparently Jamie’s, friend said. you were the “this one” in question.

“well that’s good, ‘cause i got physically abused by y/n over how good she says he looks,” Anna grinned at the friend. “let’s leave them, shall we?”

Jamie’s friend took Anna’s arm and allowed Jamie to take her seat across from you.

the playful conversation starts

counter all your quick remarks

like passing notes in secrecy

“physically abused her, huh?” Jamie grinned.

“if you would’ve smiled at me, i probably would’ve socked her,” you joked, and felt yourself heating up when he barked out a laugh.

“i can’t decide if i wish that happened or not.”

“guess we’ll never know,” you tutted playfully.

the more you two talked and joked and got to know each other, the more you wanted. but the night was closing, final call was in ten minutes, and yet it felt as if no time had past at all. he made you feel comfortable, and you never wanted to stop hearing his voice.

and it was enchanting to meet you

all i can say is, i was enchanted to meet you

“did you two kids have fun?” Jamie’s friend, Trevor you learned, asked as he threw his arm around Jamie’s shoulders. you looked over at Anna and saw that dopey look on her face she gets whenever she makes out with somebody.

“we did. did you?” you smirked at Anna who gave you a cheeky grin, “very much so.”

as Jamie was listening to Trevor and Anna speak, you quickly wrote your number on a napkin and hid it under your arm.

“our chariot has arrived outside my love,” Anna said to you in a posh voice. “alas, we must part kind sirs. i do hope we meet again sometime.”

“us too,” Jamie laughed.

you slid over the napkin to him nonchalantly as you stood to walk out with Anna, bidding your own farewells.

the night is sparkling, don't you let it go

i’m wonderstruck, blushing all the way home

i’ll spend forever wondering if you knew

i was enchanted to meet you

“how did you talk to him all night and not kiss him?!” Anna asked you when you two settled in your bedroom.

“i don’t know, but i didn’t really want to. i mean, i do, i really, really do— but he… i don’t know how to explain it. it was… enchanting. i got lost in his voice, and his eyes, and i never wanted to stop listening to his laugh. did you know they play hockey? i wanna to watch them, i wanna see how he moves on the ice, i wanna be his biggest fan.”

“ms. wonderstruck i think you already are,” Anna laughed. “i kinda wanna see them play too, but alas, sleep yearns for me.”

“do you ever plan on speaking normally again?” you giggled.

“haven’t decided yet. i bid thee goodnight!”

“goodnight!”

the lingering question kept me up

2 AM, who do you love?

i wonder 'til i’m wide awake

and now i’m pacing back and forth

wishing you were at my door

i’d open up and you would say, "hey"

Jamie would not leave your mind. at some point in the night, your spiraling thoughts ceased and sleep was granted to you. but your thoughts of Jamie still crept their way into your dreams. you dreamt of being in a relationship with him, you dreamt of kissing him, relishing in the taste of him. you never wanted to wake up and find that none of it was true.

this is me praying that

this was the very first page

not where the story line ends

my thoughts will echo your name, until I see you again

your ringer was still on from last night in case you and Anna got (not purposely) separated from each other, so your very loud text tone woke you up.

it was an unknown number, but the name that was signed at the end of the text brought a huge smile to your face.

‘good morning :) i had a great time last night, and just wanted to tell you i have morning skate soon and that i did not throw away your number and will not be ignoring you. in fact, my goal to talk to you at all times of the day until you’re sick of me. hope you slept good! ~Jamie’

he is the cutest boy to ever cute and you decided on blue and purple as your wedding colors and Anna will give the best maid of honor speech and Jamie will look so good you’ll want to kiss him and hit him for looking too damn good at your wedding ceremony.

Anna bursting through your bedroom door pulled you out of your trance and scared you, making your phone fly out of your hands and land across the bed.

“good morning?!” you laughed.

“did Jamie text you?”

“yes?”

“so you know about morning skate.”

“could you move to the point faster i’m a little confused.”

“still wanna see them play?”

Anna was practically shoving you into your clothes to get you ready to leave on time to meet Jamie and Trevor outside the area to be let in before practice started. but when you got there, it was just Trevor outside.

“good morning, ladies!” Trevor beamed, dragging out the ‘oo’ sound. he hugged Anna and kissed her cheek and caught you off guard by bringing you in for a hug as well. “you miss y/n, are a surprise to Jimmy. he did not shut up about you last night!”

“Jimmy?”

“that’s what i call him, keep up.”

you and Anna sat in the middle of the seats to watch the team skate. Jamie was beautiful on the ice, and you couldn’t help but be drawn back into your thoughts as you watched.

please don't be in love with someone else

please don't have somebody waiting on you

Jamie practically ran over to you after practice when he saw you and Anna, “y/n! i didn’t know you were coming!”

“i assumed you did when Anna dragged me out of bed but apparently it was a surprise,” you smiled.

Jamie, slightly wet from his shower, hugged you, another surprise to you, “it’s a wonderful surprise. want to get lunch?”

while you hoped it would just be you and Jamie, Trevor is apparently very codependent and invited him and Anna to join. Jamie told you so, but you found it kind of cute. you’d also be codependent with Jamie if you were in his shoes, and you desperately want to be in his shoes. maybe you can share him.

lunch was fun, and hearing Jamie laugh again was music to your ears. he kept looking at you with kind eyes each time you spoke and blushed whenever you would smile at him. you never wanted the rose to fade from his cheeks.

when you left the restaurant, Jamie slipped his hand into yours and walked slowly to create some distance between you two and the other pair holding hands.

“i really like you,” he rushed out. “shit sorry that was really forward.”

“nonsense,” you giggled. “i like forward.”

he stopped you two from walking and turned to face you, “yeah?”

“yeah,” you breathed. god he looked perfect in the sunlight.

“tell me if this is too forward,” he said low. he reached to cup your cheek and brought you face up to lean down and kiss you.

it was better than you imagined. it was soft, and slow. etches of your two coffee orders lingered on both your lips, and suddenly his order was the best thing on the planet. you’d forever associate the taste of caramel coffee with him.

“not at all,” you breathed out as you parted.

“yeah?” he smiled.

“yeah,” you smiled back.

“so can i do it again?”

“you can do it whenever you want.”

the biggest grin you’ve ever seen appeared on his face when he leaned down to kiss you again.

“wooo!” you heard Anna cheer.

“that’s my boy!” Trevor clapped.

you two parted laughing at your best friends.

“you’re ruining a moment here!” Jamie shouted.

“we’re making it better!”

you rolled your eyes at them and then grabbed Jamie’s neck to bring him down again. you heard the clicks of Anna’s phone snapping pictures and couldn’t care less. this moment was yours.

so maybe, he isn’t in love with somebody else.

it was you waiting on him.

and he came.

i’ll spend forever wondering if you knew

i was enchanted to meet you

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it doesn't matter

jamie drysdale x fem reader (ft. trevor zegras)

word count: 4.3k

warnings: drinking, sexual themes and mentions of sex, cursing, jamie being a fake swiftie (dw that is taken care of), reader has a guilty conscious, fluff (some angst i think), happy ending (those are rare on this blog), not proofread because i accidentally queued this so it posted on its own oops

note: i rewrote this about three times over the past two months, hope you guys are pleased with the final outcome. any and all feedback is greatly appreciated. hope you guys enjoy. have a great day, love y’all babes <3 !!!

+++

“hey you’re single right?” your head shot up at the sound of trevor, one of your closest friends, voice. you had known trevor since you moved to anaheim for college, on your first day in town he accidentally took your coffee from the pickup area at starbuck and you chased him down because you would be damned if you spent ten dollars on an iced coffee that you wouldn’t of been able to drink. it would’ve been a lie if you said you didn’t have a crush on him, he was so funny and kind and not to mention the fact that he is genuinely gorgeous, but you never acted on anything because you were worried he wouldn’t reciprocate your feelings, and the fact that the two of you have had one too many drunken, and a couple sober, hookups didn’t help either.

“of course i am, or else what we did last night would’ve been morally wrong, why?” your heart rate picked up, thoughts running a mile a minute. was he about to ask you out? did he actually like you back the way you dreamed he did? was our relationship finally gonna be something more than friends who fuck at times?

“i wanna set you up with my roommate, jamie. i think you guys would like each other.”

+++

it was a crushing blow, not only did trevor just inadvertently just tell you your feelings are one sided, but that they are so one sided that he thinks his roommate would be a better match for you than himself. you felt sick to your stomach, this was in no way a heartbreak, but that doesn’t mean it can’t hurt.

“earth to y/n.” trevor’s voice shook you from your trance, you had completely forgotten he was there. “you good? you haven’t said a word in like five minutes.”

“yeah i’m fine, um who is this guy? i don’t think i’ve heard you talk about a jamie before.” you wanted this to be a joke, for trevor to say he was kidding, maybe jamie wasn’t real and he just wanted to see if i was open to a relationship right now. 

“well he’s on the ducks as well, seems like your type. brunette with blue eyes, he’s got nice eyebrows too, just a couple weeks older than you, i know you don’t like extremely tall guys so him being 5’11 is perfect.” the more trevor went on about jamie the more you realized that jamie was in fact a real person and did seem like my exact type. “he has freckles too, i know you love those on guys and he looks good in the color green, he checks off all your boxes y/n.” you hated that he did. 

“can i see a picture before i agree to anything?” you didn’t want trevor to get suspicious when you said no, so you wanted to seem like you were at least considering it.

“absolutely.” looking over at trevor’s phone you let out a small sound of surprise.

he was gorgeous

“trevor why have you never told me about him before?” you said, grabbing his phone to go through all of his instagram posts. “he is literally beautiful!” 

“i honestly didn’t even think about it, but jamie saw you at our party last week and asked about you and i knew i had to make you two happen.” trevor said, taking his phone back. “come over tonight. we’re having a party before the season starts, you’ll be able to meet jamie.”

+++

it didn’t take you very long to get ready, your hair and makeup having already been done from your errands earlier in the day, but you did struggle picking out an outfit as every twenty year old girl would. you didn’t quite know who it was that you were dressing up for, in previous months it was always trevor. you were always hoping that he would see you and you would end up staying with him until the morning. while that was usually the case, the second part of your fantasy never came true. the part where trevor realizes he has feelings for you that go further than seeing you as a good fuck. but now there was jamie, you hadn’t even met him yet and you were still wanting to impress him. maybe trevor would see you with jamie and it would make him realize his feelings for you. but jamie seemed nice, once trevor left you looked him up and watched a few too many tiktoks and interviews involving him, he seemed like the polar opposite of trevor and that might just be what you need, it also doesn’t hurt that he was just about one of the most attractive men you’ve ever seen in your life, trevor was not lying when he said that jamie was your exact type. settling on a simple pink top and black jeans you made your way towards the uber trevor had ordered for you, palms sweaty and legs slightly shaking as you confirmed where you were headed before you saw your apartment complex disappear in the distance. 

+++

“y/n thank god you’re here, i was starting to think you were pussying out.” trevor loudly yelled as he approached you, great he was already at least three drinks in. “catch up” he said once he was standing in front of you, handing you a beer. 

“i don’t drink this crap, you know this.” you said, shaking your head as trevor silently continued to push the can in your face.

“fine, i bought you some caymans. they’re in the garage fridge, but don’t take too long, jamie is excited to meet you.” you ignored the way his eyebrows wiggled as you began walking towards the garage.

once you were in there you grabbed two drinks, just so you wouldn’t have to come back out for at least half an hour, as well as a shooter. you needed the liquid confidence that would come from the tiny bottle of pink whitney. 

once you made your way back into the party you walked around looking for trevor, stopping a couple of times to greet those you knew, before you found him sitting with the man of the hour.

“y/n! come here, meet jamie.” trevor waved you over, you took a generous sip of the alcohol in your hand before making your way over, sitting down on the couch. trevor in the middle of us, as he began rambling to no one in particular about something you didn’t quite know, your ears tuning him out as the sound of your heartbeat in your ears took over all your senses. 

“y/n, are you even listening to me?” trevor asked you, gently poking the exposed part of your waist.

“no.” the laugh you heard after that made a bush creep up your neck, jamie’s laugh was just as beautiful as he was.

“rude, anyways y/n this is jamie. jamie, this is y/n.” he motioned the two of you towards each other as he talked, jamie reached in front of him to offer you his hand. “now get to know one another, i’m gonna go play pong.” trevor stood up before you could protest him leaving you alone with jamie.

you expected it to be awkward, but it wasn’t. conversation was flowing between the two of you like you had known each other for years, you talked about the basics, what tv shows you enjoyed, favorite movies, taste in music, which then led to a thirty minute discussion about taylor swift and how jamie claimed he was a swiftie but couldn’t name any songs that weren’t played on the radio

“i have a lot to teach you i guess.” you were definitely making it obvious that you were interested in him, but you didn’t care. you’d usually be so shy around a guy so cute, but something about jamie made you calm, that was the simplest way to put it.

“i would love that.” the blush on his face matched yours. you smiled at him, contemplating whether or not you wanted to ask the question you had been wanting the answer to all night.

“so why have i never seen you around or met you before? i’ve known trevor for almost two years now, and i’m over here quite a lot.” 

“i usually just stay in my room all day, especially during parties, i’m not the biggest fan of them.”

“then why are you out here right now and not bunkered up in your room?”

“i wanted to meet you, to get to know you.” jamie answered, scratching the back of his head and giving you a sheepish smile. “i came downstairs last weekend to grab something from the kitchen and that's when i saw you, i really lucked out that you are friends with trevor or else i probably never would’ve been able to find out who you were.” 

you nodded at his response, informing him that you were glad you were friends with trevor too.

“speaking of him, i was hoping to see him again before i left.” you told jamie, standing up from your spot on the couch noticing his slightly upset expression. “let me give you my number, i would love to see you again, maybe begin my lessons on taylor swift to you.” 

“i would love that.”

+++

after exchanging contact information with jamie you made your way outside towards the pong tables, hoping that trevor would still be out there. 

“hey trevor, i was just about to leave, wanted to say goodbye.” you said approaching him in the dimly lit yard.

“you’re leaving already? i didn’t even get any time with you.” he pouted, resting his chin on your shoulder his arms loosely around your waist. 

“sorry trev, but i got to know jamie. don’t let this get to your head, but i think you might be a pretty good wingman.” you joked, your arms around his neck gently running your hands through the ends of his hair. it wasn’t abnormal for the two of you to be so affectionate, so this felt normal.

“good, i’m glad.” his tone didn’t sound like his statement, but you could easily chalk that up to the alcohol in his system finally wearing him down. 

“why don’t i help you get into bed? basically everyone has left already.” you suggested, forcing his head up to meet yours at your eye level.

he smirked before responding. “i like where this was going.” 

“nothing like that buddy, besides you just set me up with your best friend that wouldn’t be a good idea, don’t you think?”

“that's not fair, you can’t do that.” he mumbled, his head dropping back down into the crook of your neck. “you can’t say you're taking me to bed, and then not take me to bed the way i want you to take me to bed."

you rolled your eyes at his comment and began dragging him back inside and up towards his room. once you wrestled him out of his jeans, giving up on putting pants on him because of his multiple attempts to lure you into bed, you got him to lay down and made sure he was comfortable before you headed downstairs to get some water and pain killers for him to take once he woke up in the morning. 

“goodnight trevor.”

you made your way outside onto the front lawn while you waited for your uber to arrive. you usually would’ve taken trevor up on his offer to spend the night with him, but something about even just thinking about doing that was now making you feel guilty. it wasn’t like you and jamie were in a committed relationship or anything, but he seemed to genuinely like you and was actually interested in getting to know you and you didn’t want to do anything to sabotage that.

+++

from: unknown number

can we meet up today for coffee or lunch? i would love to start becoming a real swiftie.

to: unknown number

am i right in assuming this is jamie??

from: unknown number 

yes 🙃

to: jamie🤭

i would love to meet up.

to: jamie🤭

could we get lunch? i am literally starving because of my hangover.

from: jamie🤭

absolutely. send me your address, i’ll come pick you up. 

+++

you were in full panic mode, you had no idea what to wear and the fact that it was visibly obvious that you were hungover didn’t help at all. you told jamie to give you at least thirty minutes, after he told you that an hour was too long. 

you took the fastest shower you ever have in your life before tackling the biggest issue, your outfit. you went through every drawer, bin, and your closet before you decided on biker shorts and a crewneck. you could only hope that jamie wasn’t planning on taking you somewhere with a dress code. 

makeup was applied and your hair was pulled into a claw clip before jamie texted you that he was outside, you did some final touches before you made your way out of your apartment complex. you lucked out seeing that jamie was in a comfy outfit just like you were. once you were buckled up jamie handed you his phone and told you to pick the music before driving off.

+++

“so what is your all time favorite taylor swift song?” jamie asked once he joined you in the booth you found for the two of you, he had taken you to in and out claiming he was craving a burger, and you didn’t complain because you would never pass up the opportunity to fuck up some animal fries.

“i don’t have just one, i think it is humanly impossible to have just one.” you told him, taking a sip of your lemonade before continuing. “i do, however, have a list of my top sixteen songs by her in no particular order.”

“sixteen songs? that’s insane.” 

“she has over two hundred songs, you’ve got a lot of listening to do.”

“well why don’t you give me your list of songs, the only ones i really care about are the ones you like.” you blushed at his words, before stating all of your favorite songs by her. his only responses were “i don’t know that one, never heard of it, i know that one, wait no i don’t”

once you were done and jamie confirmed all the songs were now added to his spotify you two began eating as you gave him a run down of her career.

“so who is your favorite and least favorite ex of hers?”

“i hope you don’t have plans for the rest of the day because i have a lot to say on this.”

+++

“do you want to get dessert? there is a nice ice cream place a few minutes from here.” jamie asked while you two were walking around huntington beach. you didn’t even realize how long the two of you had been hanging out until he asked if you wanted to get dinner, and now three hours after that when he is now asking to get dessert. 

“yea i would love to.” he smiled down at you and you made the move to hold his hand. “sorry, i hope this is ok, i just wanted to hold your hand.” you blushed, turning your head away from him.

“it’s ok, i wanted to as well.” he blushed as well before he began leading the way towards the ice cream shop. 

+++

“i had a lot of fun today, i was honestly a little nervous that with both of us sober it would be a little awkward, but it wasn’t and i would like to see you again. soon. sorry if that is a bit forward.” you told jamie as he pulled up in front of your apartment.

“i’d like to see you soon too, like tomorrow soon. are you busy tomorrow? we could get dinner, a nice place this time, not that in and out and qdoba aren’t nice it’s just-”

“yea i would love to, just send me the restaurants info before so i can figure out what to wear.”

“you’ll look beautiful in whatever you wear y/n.” you blushed at jamie’s comment before leaning over and giving him a kiss on the cheek. you were quick to get out of the car, yelling a goodbye as you ran into the front doors of your building.

+++

“finally you’re back. where the hell were you? i’ve been here for hours.” 

“how the hell did you get into my apartment trevor?” you asked the boy who was sprawled out across your couch eating your food. “stop eating my wheat thins asshole.”

“i found your spare key, i mean hiding it on the top of the door frame is just a horrible idea y/n.” trevor said as he went back into your kitchen, hopefully to put your snacks away.

“what are you doing her trev?” you asked, taking your shoes off before making your way into the living room.

“where were you? you’re never out late, and i got here at like two and it’s now eleven. did you pick up a shift?” trevor was quick to join you on the couch, grabbing a blanket and throwing it over the two of you.

“no, i was actually with jamie, he picked me up at noon to get lunch and then we spent the whole day together.” you blushed remembering how much fun you had today and how it was the first time in a while that you had enjoyed a date that much.

“oh, i didn’t realize that you two were getting along that well.” trevor said, reaching towards the table to grab the remote. “what the hell did you two talk about for nearly twelve hours? jamie cannot be that interesting of a guy.”

“we started off talking about taylor swift and how he is a fake swiftie, just like you are.” trevor cut you off with a gasp and hit you with the pillow he was using. “and then we talked about our childhoods, stories from school and growing up where we did.” you smiled at nothing, just reflecting on this one story jamie had told you about his worst halloween costume, which you then one upped with your own horrible halloween story. “thanks for pushing me to meet him trevor, i know it’s only been a day but i feel an actual connection with him and i can’t remember the last time i felt that with a guy.” 

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you and jamie had been going on dates multiple times a week for the past month now and tonight the team had the night off and jamie was taking you to his favorite restaurant for date night. you weren’t dating, yet, but both you and jamie have spoken about it as something you both want. it’s just up to when the timing is right.

“where is he taking you out tonight?” trevor asked you as he joined you in your bedroom. you called him over to help you pick out an outfit for tonight.

“cortina’s” it wasn’t a black tie restaurant, but it wasn’t a jeans and a tshirt restaurant either. “i was thinking my black leather pants and then a nice top, maybe my pink top with the mesh sleeves?” you were met with silence from your best friend, “hello? earth to trevor.”

“sorry what?” you rolled your eyes before entering the bathroom, changing into the outfit you had in mind. “what do you think?”

“i think that jamie isn’t coming to pick you up for another two hours and that gives us plenty of time to have some fun.” trevor said, wrapping his arms around your waist and giving you open mouth kisses on the exposed skin of your neck down to your shoulder, you let yourself revel in the feeling before you snapped back into your senses.

“trevor stop.” you pushed his arms off of you as you distanced yourself from him. “trevor you can’t do that, we can’t do this anymore.”

“why not y/n? you and jamie aren’t dating, there is nothing wrong with it. it’s been a month and i’m getting frustrated.” he groaned, flopping down onto your bed.

“that is not my issue trev, don’t blame me. i can guarantee that there are at least one hundred girls in your dm’s right now who would be willing to hook up with you, go bother one of them.” you snapped back at him, not in the mood.

“i don’t want some random girl, i want you y/n. aren’t you in the mood even a little bit, it’s been a month for you too.” you avoided his eyes as you made your way to your vanity to begin your makeup. “wait have you been fucking jamie? what the fuck y/n?”

“trevor you have no right to be upset, we are nothing. you were the one who set us up. isn’t this what you wanted?”

“no this isn’t what i wanted, i should’ve just made jamie make a move on his own. if that was the case you would still have no idea who the hell he was because jamie is too much of a little-”

“get out.” you cut trevor off before he could say anything worse. “trevor get out and don’t talk to me until you manage to get your head out of your ass.”

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“is everything okay? you seem a bit off.” jamie asked, he was right. after your argument with trevor you had been a bit out of it, the guilt of what you had done with trevor in the past was eating away at you. “could we talk about it later? i don’t want to ruin dinner.” your voice was shaky as you spoke.

“yes of course, but i’m gonna be honest i’m a little worried now.” jamie said, playing with the napkin on his lap. 

“i am too, don't worry.” your attempt at a joke didn’t help, but thankfully the waiter came to take our orders. 

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dinner was terrible. 

you two tried your hardest to have everything be normal and how things had been in the past month, but both of you were worried about what you had to say. jamie was scared you were gonna break things off with him, he was already nervous for tonight because he was going to ask to make things official between you two, and now he was even more on edge. while you were worried that after you told him about you and trevor’s past that he would no longer want anything to do with you and would break things off before they even got fully started. 

“so can you tell me what is going on?” jamie asked once you two had exited the restaurant and were sitting in his car.

“i want you to know that this started before i even knew you existed and it stopped the moment i met you.” you took a couple of deep breaths before continuing. “trevor and i had been hooking up, for nearly the whole time we were friends, but i swear to you the second i met you i cut it off. i’m really sorry for not telling you sooner, it’s just that i really, really, like you and i didn’t want anything to jeopardize that, even though keeping it a secret probably wasn’t the best alternative.” you looked out the window, avoiding his gaze, afraid of how badly he was judging you right now. “i understand if you don’t want to continue this anymore, you can just drop me off right here and i’ll uber home.”

“y/n. i don’t care.” you finally peeled your eyes away from the reflection of the cars in the side view mirror to see jamie looking at you with a smile. “your previous relationships are none of my business, yes it is a bit uncomfortable that he is my roommate and one of my closest friends, as well as one of yours, but i really, really, like you too so that doesn’t matter to me.” you smiled back at him, a few tears building up in your waterline. “i was actually going to ask you if you wanted to be my girlfriend, and i still want to. so y/n would you make me the happiest man alive and officially become my girlfriend?”

“yes jamie, i would be honored.” you leaned over the center console and kissed his cheek, to not distract him from the road. “it sounds like you proposed jamie.” you laughed. “are things going to be weird around trevor for you?” you hated the idea of being the cause of their falling out, or to have any team problems sprout from this.

“yes.” jamie replied bluntly. “and i’m definitely not the biggest fan of you two hanging out without me there, at least for a little bit, but it’ll all work out. i won’t let it get to me or my game, but the second he makes a comment about you it’s over.”

you giggled before replying with a short “got it.” and placed your hand over his.

“and don’t worry, i never plan on going anywhere without you drysdale. you’re gonna have to start coming to girls' nights too.”

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note: i actually rewrote this three times and each time the plot was different, the last version was so much juicer and had so much drama (trevor realized he was in love with reader, but he was too late dun dun DUNNNN) but i cut that out because i couldn’t get the wording right. anyways i hope y’all enjoyed, leave feedback (any and all is appreciated), have a great day, i love y’all babes <3 !!!

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