#jamie benn fluff

[yourfavewriteress]

about that work crush (chapter 11) | jamie benn

Teaser: "You’re the most stubborn person I know."

The energy in the rink was palpable. You could see fans crying with joy as soon as Tyler let off the game-winning goal. The boys were in the second overtime against the New York Islanders, and the game had been neck-to-neck since the puck drop.

You had a good feeling the entire day. The entire team was ecstatic but focused leading up to the game, you had no concerns about anyone. From what you could tell, the Stars were having a hell of a season. All led by the Captain himself.

You had to keep your PDA to a minimum when at the arena, especially on a game night. But, when Jamie's first stop after getting dressed and one-wording his way through media was you, it was hard not to grin at him like a lovesick puppy.

“Guys, that game was incredible, we have to celebrate!” Tyler exclaimed from behind you, interrupting your opportunity to shower Jamie with compliments and congratulations.

“We actually have plans,” Jamie said, smiling down at you. Your face was hot, because he was referring to your long-awaited plans to have all of Jamie. Days had gone by since the original plan, but something always seemed to come up. Not something, someone. Not someone, everyone.

You loved the team. And, you loved Jamie's dedication to the team. But sometimes, you just wanted Jamie to yourself. Since everyone on the team now knew you were dating, guys were beginning to see it as less of a barrier to hang out with their Captain off the ice. Dates turned into double-dates, turned into hours of socializing that tired you out by the time you got to either of your places. It never felt like the right time for either of you.

It seemed like tonight would be that night. Even with the excitement of the game, Jamie made it clear he wasn't going to let anything trump your planned nightcap.

“Oh, come on,” Tyler scoffed. “Can you guys bang another night?”

“Excuse you, Tyler,” You replied. “Who said we were going to bang?”

You narrowed your eyes at Jamie as his smile grew wider. "Come on, I would never."

“Please come out tonight, both of you,” Tyler pleaded. “You both played a very big part in our win tonight so you both deserve to let loose. Especially you, Y/N. Are you really gonna say no to free drinks? I would say they're on me, but we all know none of us are paying a dime after this win.”

“You make a good case,” You sighed, crossing your arms over your chest. It always started like this. Tyler, or someone else, with their big pleading eyes, and promise of alcohol, made it so hard to turn down a night out. You managed to always leave it up to Jamie. These were his teammates, and you were sure the only reason you were included in these invites was because of him. When was the last time anyone invited Dan out?

“Can you give us a sec?” Jamie asked Tyler. Tyler nodded, but not before begging once more.

“Relentless,” You said.

“His best quality,” Jamie laughed. “It’s up to you. What do you want to do?”

“Uhm, I dunno,” You shrugged. “You played in the game, I think you should decide.”

“Tyler’s not going to let it go,” He mumbled.

“I mean, it was a pretty big win tonight, so if you want to celebrate, I can’t blame you.”

“Well, what do you want?”

"Is it really about what I want right now? Am I the captain of the team that just won?"

He rolled his eyes, "Stop."

“I don’t think Tyler would just let me go home. I’m sure he probably has my keys,” You joked. “And, if you would like to go out instead, that’s fine. We can just hang out with everyone, I guess.”

“Really?” The elation on his face said it all. Even if you did want to head home, now you would know his first choice was the team.

“Yeah, sure.”

“Alright, I’ll let Tyler know.”

“Okay, I’m gonna grab my stuff,” You turned on your heel before he could even respond, rolling your eyes in the process.

Jamie was too absorbed to notice, immediately turning around to meet Tyler who had been watching your conversation. Tyler was surprised to see the smile on Jamie's face, since he had been watching yours intently when you were talking to his teammate.

"You're coming?"

"Yeah, she's just grabbing her stuff."

"She wants to come?" Tyler furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

"Yes, she said so," Jamie shrugged. "We're probably not gonna be out for long but I wouldn't want to miss it."

"Well, I'm glad," Tyler brushed it off as he and Jamie went to get there rest of the guys on board.

While in your office, you gave yourself a pep talk to get through the night. These were your friends. they just won an intense game and are on cloud 9. You helped them get there. You deserve this. Yes, you would rather be underneath your boyfriend. But, good things come to those who wait. Don't take this out on Jamie. You decided not to tell him how much you didn't want to be out tonight.

You planted yourself at the bar as soon as the beginning casualties were over. You had already downed a beer with the guys, and were feening for your next drink.

"Hey," You heard in your ear before a familiar smell swarmed you. "Why'd you run away?"

You leaned into Jamie as he stood in the space next to your chair. "Heels, I just wanted a seat. And, a drink."

"You sure?"

You nodded, not feeling like finding words to lie more about what you were truly feeling. Jamie needed to celebrate, not babysit you. "Go, I'm fine. I'll be right here."

His eyes searched your face for a moment before he pressed a kiss to your lips. "I'll be back in a few."

He wasn't, in fact, back in a few. You watched him take shots with the guys, and if you weren't so annoyed at your circumstance, you would have melted at how happy he looked. Maybe that's why you couldn't say anything. This was his night, especially after all the shit he had been taking from reporters lately. He hadn't laughed like this in a week.

After wallowing in your sad- and drunkenness, you decided that the best thing you could do is go home to your house, change into your old PJs, and curl up in bed. You wanted to be alone, now.

To add to the very depressing moment, when you pulled your phone out to order yourself an Uber, you found that it was dead.

“What’s wrong with you?” Tyler asked, sitting next to you at the bar.

“My phone died and I would like an Uber home,” You huffed.

“What? Why?” He asked. 

“I need you to get a girlfriend so that I can vent to someone without worrying about what you’re going to say to Jamie.”

“You can tell me anything, Y/N. I tell you all my secrets in our sessions, and I don't hear Jamie throwing them in my face, so,” He rolled his eyes. “What’s wrong?”

“Jamie and I were supposed to spend some quality time together tonight,” You admitted. “And, I was excited because I don’t know, I’ve been thinking about it. But, I don't think it's happening. For some reason, that makes me feel like shit right now. Not for 'some' reason, the reason is this," You pointed to your fourth drink.

“Your plan was for tonight after the game?” You nodded. “Shit, I'm sorry. I think I might be responsible.”

“No, you’re not because you didn’t make the plan. He was just like, what do you want to do? And, obviously I saw that he wanted to come so who am I to try and stop him?”

“Y/N,” Tyler sighed. “He’s probably focused on the team.”

“That kind of makes me feel worse, Tyler.”

“That’s not what I mean,” He said. “Obviously, you’re important to him and I’m 100% sure this night was supposed to be important, too. But, it was a big win for not only the team, but also Jamie. He got his second hat trick of the season, and that’s big after how we’ve all been playing. He might be on a high right now.”

You looked over at Jamie who was laughing with a drink in his hand, talking with a few of the guys.

“Still, he didn’t even acknowledge that- you know what, forget it. I'm not even mad at him, I want him to stay and celebrate. You're right, he deserves it. Can you just get me an Uber home?” You asked. “Please, Tyler, as my friend.”

“Are you going to say bye to him?” Tyler asked, pulling out his phone from his pocket.

“He’ll be fine,” Youmumbled, stealing another glance at Jamie. “You'll make sure he gets home, right? I really want to get out of here.”

“I’m sorry you didn’t have a good night.”

“No, I did, don’t worry. I’m just drunk and sad right now and it’s not a good combo. I know myself, and I know I need to be home in bed.”

“I get it, but are you sure you can get home? If you’re not gonna tell Jamie, at least let me make sure you’re good. I’ll go with you.”

“Tyler, I’m fine. And, you played amazing tonight so you should go have fun, too.” You smiled, patting his shoulder. “Did you order it?”

“Yeah, two minutes,” He said. “I’ll come out with you.”

“No, it’s okay. I know the car and plate, go have fun.”

“You’re the most stubborn person I know,” He said, hugging you. “I’ll see you tomorrow night at practice. Text me when you make it, okay?”

“Yeah, see you.” You grabbed your stuff before making your way out of the bar. You slid your sweater on and waited for the Uber to arrive outside.

“Y/N?” You heard from behind you. Shit. “Y/N.”

You turned on your heel, facing Jamie. “Hey, I was just heading home.”

“Okay,” He trailed off. “Were you going to say anything to me or just disappear?”

“Not going to lie, I planned on disappearing,” You nodded. “And texting when I got home.”

He searched your face for a few seconds before bringing his hand up to scratch his beard. “I’m a little drunk so you might have to help me out here. Did I do something wrong?”

“I’m just calling it a night for myself. You should go have fun with the guys,” You told him.

"That didn't answer my question. Tyler told me to come out here and talk to you because something’s up. And, I agree,” He responded. “What happened from when we were in the arena to right now? I’m sorry, but I’m really trying to think of what I did.”

“You didn’t do anything,” You sighed. “Jamie, I’m drunk, too and I really just want to go home.”

“I thought we had plans though,” He said. “You were coming over?”

“You still want to do that while we’re both drunk?” You raised your eyebrows at him. 

“What do you mean? Hold on, is that why? Because we’re with the guys right now?” He asked.

“I assum-” You were cut off by a car pulling over next to you, honking. The car and license plate both matched the Uber Tyler called you. “That’s my Uber.”

“Y/N, I’m trying to figure out what’s going on right now. Are you really gonna leave?”

“What do you want me to do? He’s here,” You mumbled, running your hands through your hair tiredly. “I’ll see you tomorrow, seriously, Jamie. There's no issue.”

“Y/N, come on,” He pleaded, stepping closer. “Talk to me.”

“Jamie, everything’s fine. I really just want to go home,” You sighed, looking up at him. 

“Okay, I’m not gonna hold you, because you clearly don’t want to talk,” He stepped back, motioning to the car. “Can you at least let me know when you’re safe?”

“Yeah,” You nodded. “Have fun.”

You let out a breath you didn't know you were holding when you closed the car door behind you.

"All good?"The driver asked. You nodded, signaling it was okay to drive off. You watched Jamie stand there while you pulled away.

~~~

When you pulled into work the next day, you weren't surprised to see Jamie's car parked in his spot. And, Jamie inside. You assumed he had been waiting for you to come in, since you didn't respond to him after sending a simple "Home." text the night before. For someone who wasn't mad, you sure acted like it.

You parked, and gathered your things before opening your car door. Jamie did the same, and you knew what was coming.

“Hey, I’m already running late,” You said walking towards the doors as he approached you.

“Wait,” He moved, reaching for your wrist. “Can you give me 5 minutes?”

“Yes, Jamie?” You turned around. 

“I just want to talk. You’re mad at me and I have no idea why,” He said. “How can I fix this if you won’t even tell me what I did?”

“It’s not a big deal, I’m not mad at you.”

“What were you gonna say before your Uber came?” He asked. “I asked you if the reason why you were upset was because we were with the team.”

“I don’t remember, Jamie. I was drunk.”

“Well, I remember because you were about to tell me why you can’t even look me in the eyes right now. I’m really lost here,” He admitted.

“Hey, guys,” Both our heads snapped to Klingberg who was making his way inside the building.

“Hi, John,” You smiled. 

“How’s it going?” Jamie asked him.

“Pretty good. I’ll see you guys in there,” You both nodded and watched as Klingberg disappeared inside. Jamie looked back at you, raising his eyebrows.

“I was going to say that I assumed you didn’t think our plans were important, and that’s why you wanted to go out,” You admitted after a few moments.

“Not important, are you serious? You think I wouldn’t prioritize the first time we have sex?” He furrowed his eyebrows down at you. “Babe, when I asked you if you wanted to go out, I always planned on taking you home, too. I was never going to get that drunk enough to fuck up our plans.”

“Well, that’s not how it felt,” You said, looking down. “Now, I feel like a fucking idiot.”

“I wish you would have asked me, instead of assuming I forgot about you.” He said, stepping closer to you. “I've been waiting for last night, too. No offense to them, but if you wanted me to pick only one, you and we would have been at my house, without a doubt.”

“Oh, my god,” You groaned. “This was the most childish thing I’ve done.”

“Hey,” Jamie whispered, making me look up at him. “You’re right, I should’ve been more clear about the plans, I can see how it looked.”

“I’m sorry I didn’t say anything.”

Jamie wrapped his arms around your shoulders, pulling me into his chest. “Doesn’t matter anymore. We're okay.”

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[eusuntgratie]

Okay updates on my hockey ~descent~

I've been reading a bit of bennguin and that was pretty good, I've been looking at some vids and I swear when Tyler got into a fight after someone took a cheap shot at Jamie 😭 like why do I care so much about that?? Anyway I have also just finished reading closed fracture by lightgetsin and it was so lovely <3 so looking for some more recs for sidgeno if you have them! (also why are there (((( all over the place sometimes? I've seen a few in fics and in tweets?) I do really like the Penguins logo and jerseys so maybe I'll follow them closer when things get moving a bit more, its the off season now right? Some other ships I'm a fan of is sterek from teen wolf, Sirius/Remus from hp, Macdennis from iasip, steve/bucky - just pretty basic ones lel 😬

oooooh i'm so excited to answer this okay okay. thank you for the update i love this!

tyler seguin is everyone's favorite slutty bisexual. go bananas in his tag (just #tyler seguin or #seguin) on tumblr and you'll find some great shit. that ship doesn't get as much attention anymore bc benn isn't fandom's favorite. i don't know enough about the stars to know all the reasons, but he did a very dirty and unneccessary hit on the vegas golden knights captain in the playoffs this year and that was enough to make me not like him. i can rec some stars blogs if you want - they are a great team with a solid fandom presence and a lot of young amazing players. and they have seggy :)

um, if you love boys being overprotective on the ice, i can definitely give you some pens moments but ALSO you should look into tknp (travis konecny/nolan patrick). i think i have a #protective tk tag on here you can browse bc the boy goes batshit insane anytime someone touches his boy. one of the big reasons a lot of us fell for that ship. you don't have to be a flyers fan to love them; tk is a fandom darling bc he's so tiny and fighty and wonderful.

also, any decent player is very protective of their goalie, so if you love that dynamic, you might enjoy some defenseman/goalie pairings or there's just some fun clips and gifs out there. i'll try to reblog some stuff for you. give my poor followers a break from the rwrb posting and tzp thirst 😂

DON'T GET ME STARTED ON SIDGENO OH GOD. okay i'll reblog a few posts for them because the things they say about each other are just. alright. you're in love. we get it. okay.

King and Lionheart is the fic that made me fall for sidgeno. There is an excellent podfic available as well.

I could give you a billion sidgeno recs and writers and blogs to follow. What kind of fic do you like? Fluff? Whump? PWP? Kink? ABO? Monsterfuckery? Sidgeno is the most popular hockey rpf ship at least by numbers on ao3; we got it all, baby! I read a lot of angst and porn, so I don't want to throw a bunch of recs at you without knowing what you like :)

((( and )))))))) are russian smileys... so you're probably reading Geno texting. So instead of texting (or tweeting - you can see these in some of his old tweets): i'll be there soon :) he would text i'll be there soon )))

we ARE in the offseason but hockey comes back (relatively) soon. preseason games (exhibition games that don't count towards playoff standings) start at the end of september and the season kicks off in October. The Penguins season opener is vs the Chicago Blackhawks which should be a VERY fun game to watch, bc Chicago drafted Connor Bedard this year, one of the best hockey prospects since Sid himself. Bedard is insanely talented and we are all very eager to see how he does in the NHL. Sid was Bedard's favorite player growing up (he is so many players' favorite player growing up) and they've met and they are both very sweet boys and anyway it will be an interesting game.

Stucky was my first ship since really diving into fandom and I spent a ton of time in Teen Wolf fandom! There's a ton of teen wolf on my ao3, mostly sterek, but i mostly write hockey these days.

feel free to keep sending me questions! there's a lot to learn when you first dive into hockey but i love the sport and love this fandom!!

#fightmillk #ask grace #i'll reblog some stuff for you!

[ao3feed-hockey]

the loss of a friend

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/yYsD5zU

by fearsparks

Jamie finds Tyler sobbing violently on the floor one afternoon and tries to comfort him while figuring out what has caused his breakdown.

Words: 600, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Men's Hockey RPF

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Characters: Tyler Seguin, Jamie Benn, Marshall | Tyler Seguin's Dog

Relationships: Jamie Benn/Tyler Seguin

Additional Tags: Angst, All Angst No Fluff, pet death, no happy ending, Death, Panic Attacks, ish, emotional breakdown, also ish, Sad, really sad, it can be read as jamie and tyler being friends or a couple, you can decide for yourself

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/yYsD5zU

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #hockey rpf

[ana-benn]

Jb stuffing his face with his fave foods and then turning into a. Big baby because he ate too much and needs you to rub his belly to make him feel better 😂

He totally would too, and bitch about how now he has to go to the gym extra early 🤣

I Don't Feel Good

Warning: Tooth Rotting Fluff

🧁🍰🎂🥨🍔🍕🍧🍨🍦🍩🍪

"Babe," Jamie groaned from his sprawled position on the bed.

"Yes dear," you asked with a smirk as you stood in the bathroom changing into pajamas and washing off your makeup.

"I don't feel good," he whined.

"Your 'baby of the family' is showing Jam," you blew him a kiss.

"Not my fault," he mumbled.

"Who made you try EVERYTHING at the party? I'll fight them all for making my big brave hockey player have an upset tummy," you giggled as you got into bed beside him.

"You're a brat," he grumbled. "Will you rub my stomach?" He said after a moment of pouting.

"How could that possibly help?"

"Please? Mom used to do it when we were kids," que the puppy dog eyes that melted you everytime.

You moved in close so your head rested on his, and played with his hair while gently massaging his stomach. Jamie wrapped one arm around your waist and moved in close to your neck where he hunkered down. It was actually pretty relaxing for you too if you were honest, and you just enjoyed being with him. You felt yourself start to slowly drift off to sleep.

All of a sudden Jamie groaned loudly, startling you, "What?" You asked pulling away from him thinking he was hurt.

"I just realized how early I need to go to the gym tomorrow after that," you stared at him.

You smack his chest playfully, "You ass. I thought something was wrong."

"Something is wrong baby," He whined. "I wanted to stay home and cuddle with you, and now I have to go to the gym." He tried to ply you for sympathy.

"Lack of planning on your part, is not a tragedy on mine," you huffed before switching the lights off and setting into your side of the bed. You smiled as you felt Jamie slowly slide up behind you, enveloping you in his arms.

"Good night," he whispered spooning you against him.

"Good night baby," you replied. "Happy Birthday."

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[beauvibaby]

full name - j.benn

requested [x] yes [] no

request - in summary; Jamie’s reaction to you using his full name during banter.

You had to hold your laughter in as you heard Jamie taking the steps up to your shared room, two at a time, he just got back from a game that you couldn’t make it to, having just got home from a late shift at work less than an hour ago. You were curled up on top of the blankets, your signature Benn jersey covering your top half, but it was particularly cold in the house tonight so you put on some sweatpants, ones that you knew would get a charge out of your boyfriend. Tonight they played against your favorite team, aside from The Stars of course, the New York Islanders, you’d rooted for them as long as you could remember, so naturally Jamie ragged on you for it, offended that you could even cheer for another team when he wasn’t playing. “Y/N, so help me god, if you aren’t in something for my team.” Jamie groaned stepping into the room, his eyes landing on the victory green jersey adorning your frame. A grin covered his face, “hi, baby girl.” He spoke now happy, you pouted at him and he froze, “those are islanders sweats aren’t they.” He sighed, running a hand over his face. “But, baby, you won.” You sang teasingly, standing on the bed so you were taller than him, he approached you and wrapped his arms around the back of your legs, resting his chin on your stomach, your fingers resting in his hair. “No thanks to these.” He mumbled sheepishly, tugging on the fabric covering your legs. You rolled your eyes at him, carefully bending down to kiss him, “congrats, captain.” You mumbled against his lips. “Thank you.” Jamie responded, holding your hands as you stepped off the bed, “be honest.” He paused, releasing your hands as you wandered around the room, picking up the few things that had yet to be put away. “About?” You hummed in response, looking at him through the mirror in the corner.

“Did you cheer when Anders scored tonight?” He teased, watching as you gasped and whipped around to face him, “Jamie Randolph Benn, how dare you assume I would cheer against you!” You spoke, hip jutted out the side, hand resting on it daringly. He did a double take as he had began to look at the buttons on his shirt, “wait-what did you just call me?” He questioned, hands freezing on the button as he looked over at you. He raised an eyebrow as you stayed in your current position, still eyeing him with a slight glare. “Jamie Randolph Benn.” You repeated, watching his face fall, “what’s wrong?” He responded immediately, taking two large steps towards you. His hands resting on your hips, pulling you closer to him, your eyebrows furrowed together. “Nothings wrong, bub.” You mumbled, suddenly concerned with his change in demeanor, not even putting what you had said into the equation. “You called me Jamie, and you used my full name.” He spoke, frowning down at you, “you never call me that unless you’re actually mad at me.” He added when you continued to stare up at him with confused eyes.

Your mouth fell into a silent aw, the way his voice dropped when he spoke, as if it would push you over the edge if he spoke louder, you took the chance to take in the emotion in his eyes, concern clouding them, the way his lips sat in a straight line, your heart skipped a beat as you realized how worried he truly was. “Oh my god. I’m not mad at you honey.” You assured him, cupping his face, “I was just joking.” You added, pulling him in for a kiss. “You’re so cute.” You laughed when you pulled back and he was still looking at you skeptically. “Jamie-“ you stopped yourself when he raised his brows, “babe, baby, bub, my love. I’m not mad at you.” You teased, using your most common names for him. “Is that better?” You hummed when he stayed silent, he nodded enthusiastically, arms circling around your waist. “Yes, but you never answered the question.” He quipped, laughing when you whacked his arm. “I only root for one captain, and you know that.” You shot him a wink as you walked towards the bathroom, laughing when his rushed foot steps could be heard when you tossed the sweatpants out onto the floor.

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[stardusttkachuk]

Mistletoe

Pairing: Jamie Benn x Reader

Word Count: 1.7k

Warnings: swearing, fluff, a little bit of sad Jamie, a lot of teasing Tyler

Summary: Tyler is tired of his two best friends dancing around their feelings for each other and takes matters into his own hands by deliberately placing mistletoe above them.

A/N: This is day 11 of starduststarkey’s 12 days of Christmas fics. Check my masterlist for more!

“Dude, what are you doing?” Jamie asked, watching as Tyler attempted to hang a bundle of mistletoe above the front door. “Are you serious? Take that down.”

“It’ll be funny,” Tyler laughed. 

“No it won’t. You’re tricking everyone who probably doesn’t want to be together into being together with that thing. And what happens when you get two people under it who aren’t a couple? Don’t you think they’re going to be pissed at you?”

Tyler rolled his eyes. “Lighten up, Benn.”

Jamie narrowed his eyes at Tyler. Lighten up. Yeah. How was he supposed to lighten up after being dumped two weeks before Christmas? He had already gotten her several gifts, already told his parents she would be joining him this year and was so excited to bring her home. He had the whole thing planned out. And then 6 days ago he came home and all of her things were gone and he was left with a note that said she couldn’t do this anymore, that they were moving too fast and things were getting too serious. But he should definitely lighten up. 

“Sorry. Forgot,” Tyler mumbled, remembering the entire reason Jamie was here helping him decorate in the first place. Tyler took the mistletoe down from above the front door, stashing it back in the box of decorations. 

Jamie knew he should apologize too. He didn’t need to go off on Tyler like that. Tyler was just trying to make the night fun.

Jamie gave a half hearted apology that Tyler brushed off and when he grabbed another piece of decoration he picked up the mistletoe with it, deciding to leave it in the main room for people to use for their own enjoyment.

—

You rang Tyler’s door once and then again, something you’d always done when you’d stopped by, a little trick to let him know it was you. The party wouldn’t start for another hour and a half but you made sure to bring enough food for double the entire Stars roster and then some.

“You’re a lifesaver,” Tyler said upon opening the door. 

He nearly gasped seeing the container of cookies you had brought. “You even made cookies!”

“Of course.”

Tyler grabbed a few of the bags, closing the door behind you. 

“Jamie’s here too, by the way.” Tyler said, wiggling his eyebrows at you.

“He is?” Your heart skipped a beat at the mention of his name and you tried not to sound so happy. “How’s he been since… you know.”

“Mopey. But I’m sure he’ll be happier when he sees you.”

You rolled your eyes, but couldn’t deny the butterflies in your stomach when Jamie came to the kitchen and lifted you into a crushing hug. 

—

Jamie couldn’t stop staring at you as you set up the kitchen. He was still helping Tyler with the living room area and the gaming area but kept turning around and smiling as you moved effortlessly around.

“Dude,” Tyler said, punching his arm.

Jamie’s cheeks turned red. Tyler was like a big brother to you. When he moved to Dallas you had moved in with him, going to school, working part time, and watching the dogs when he was gone. With the amount of time Jamie spent with Tyler, it wasn’t a surprise the two of you had grown close as well.

“Tell her,” Tyler whispered.

Jamie shook his head. “I don’t think she sees me like that.”

Tyler raised one eyebrow at him. “Uh… yeah. She does.” 

“Really?”

Tyler looked in your direction, catching you staring this time. You turned away quickly, pretending you weren’t just caught.

“Yeah,” Tyler laughed. “So you should tell her tonight.”

“I… I’ll think about it,” Jamie said

—

You barely noticed the party dying down; people slowly trickling out. All the while you were on the loveseat with Jamie, both deep in conversation about holiday plans, that had slowly drifted down memory lane. 

“Nothing will ever beat playing Winter Classics on new years day though,” Jamie said.

“That game was amazing,” you replied. “I still don’t know how I’m going to repay you for getting me tickets.”

“You’re not,” Jamie laughed. “Well unless…” he began but trailed off. 

“Unless what?” You asked. Seriously if there was any way for you to repay Jamie for those tickets, you would. 

“Nothing. Never mind,” Jamie said, shaking his head.

“Jame!” You swatted at his arm and begged,“tell me!”

“Okay… those cookies you made tonight. If you make me some, that’ll be payment.”

You didn’t believe that was the original thing he was thinking of. But you weren’t going to press it. “When do you leave for home?” You asked.

“Tuesday,” he said.

“I’ll bring some by on Monday. Then you can take them with you.”

“Really?” Jamie gasped, wrapping you in a hug. “You’re the best ever!”

Mid hug you heard someone clearing their throat. You jumped away from Jamie, turning your head, and finding Tyler behind the couch. 

Tyler’s eyes averted to above you and Jamie. Attached to the end of a fishing pole was a bundle of mistletoe. 

Although you couldn’t see it you knew your face was bright red. You could feel the warmth radiate from your cheeks, to the tips of your ears and down your neck.

“Tyler,” you started.

“What?” he laughed.

“I told you to put that thing away,” Jamie said.

“Yeah, funny story. I clearly remember putting it away, but then I found it on my coffee table. So obviously someone didn’t want it put away, or else they wouldn’t have gotten it back out of the decoration box and left it on the coffee table.”

It was Jamie’s turn to blush.

Tyler sighed. “Look, I’m so tired of the both of you playing this just friends game. You both like each other. And don’t deny it because I know. I’ve heard the way y’all talk about each other.”

You looked toward Jamie. Although you had your suspicions before, they went away once he got together with his now ex. Your crush on him never went away though. You felt destined to always be just friends, that your feelings would never be reciprocated.

Jamie had his bottom lip between his teeth. Your heart sunk as you started thinking that maybe your suspicions were right. Maybe he didn’t actually like you and what he had told Tyler was a crush that he had gotten over.

“Can I kiss you?” He asked suddenly, putting a halt to your wandering thoughts.

You nodded. The next second his hand was cupping your cheek and his lips were on yours. You had completely forgotten about the party and where you were, and about Tyler behind you two until he started whistling.

It was a quick kiss, but nothing short of amazing. You’re sure it would’ve lasted longer if Tyler wasn’t being obnoxious in the background. 

“I took some pictures for ya,” Tyler beamed. “So you’ll always remember your first kiss.”

You rolled your eyes, although you were incredibly happy. You couldn’t wait to see them.

Tyler grabbed the fishing pole he had rigged up, finally moving the mistletoe out from above your heads. You glanced around the room, noticing that it was just you and Jamie left. You wondered what time it was, and how lost in conversation you and Jamie had been.

Jamie didn’t say anything, simply rose from the couch and held his hand out to you to help you up too. Panic coursed through you again. Maybe this was just a one time thing. Maybe he only did it to get Tyler off his back.

“Do you need a ride home?” Jamie asked.

You shook your head. 

“Well… can I walk you to your car then?”

You nodded that time, heading to Tyler’s coat closet to collect your stuff.

“Bye Ty!” you called, finding him in the kitchen.

“What? You’re not gonna help me clean up?” He whined.

“Nope,” you laughed. You gave him a hug as he stepped closer to you. “Have a good Christmas.”

“You too.”

“Good?” Jamie asked when you had walked out again.

“Wait. You’re not staying either?”

Jamie laughed at Tyler’s disappointment. “I’ll be back. Just gonna walk Y/N to her car,” he said.

Tyler shot him a wink, making him blush once again. 

--

“I’ll bring you those cookies on Monday,” you said once you had reached your car. “Want or need anything else?”

“Actually, yeah.” Jamie kicked at a rock that was next to his feet, averting his eyes to the ground before back up at you. You gave him a questioning look, waiting for him to continue. “Come early. Have coffee and breakfast with me.”

“Like as a date?” You asked.

Jamie nodded. “Yeah. Like as a date.”

“Will there be mistletoe?” You teased.

“Do I need mistletoe to kiss you?” Jamie asked. You shook your head. “Good,” he said. “Because I wanted to do this, without Tyler being a paparazzi.” 

Jamie placed both hands on your waist this time, bending down as you stood on your toes. The second kiss was even better than the first and knowing Tyler wasn’t there to interrupt or take pictures or tease made it better.

It could’ve been thirty seconds or it could’ve been five minutes you weren’t sure but you were definitely breathless by the time you both pulled away.

“I’ll see you on Monday,” Jamie whispered, pecking your lips again. 

“Monday,” you said between another kiss.

“Drive safe.” Another kiss.

“Okay.” Kiss.

Clearly you both were making up for lost time. You laughed between kisses, tried to say your goodbyes, all the while neither of you made an effort to actually leave.

“Okay. Tyler. Needs. You,” you said, punctuating each word with another kiss.

“I. Need. You.”

You placed your hand on his chest after another long kiss, keeping the both of you separated.

“Monday. We can continue this on Monday.”

Jamie nodded, taking a step back from you despite not wanting to.

“Monday.”

You couldn’t wipe the smile off your face as you climbed into your car. Jamie waited in the driveway, watching as you pulled off the lot.

As you watched his disappear in your rear view mirror you had two thoughts:

1- You were so thankful for Tyler.

2- You couldn’t wait for Monday. 

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[yourfavewriteress]

about that work crush (chapter 9) | jamie benn

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Teaser: “You hired me to do a job, and I intend on doing it.”

Just as the guys really began to gain momentum on their run, they were shot down. After a four game winning streak, the Dallas Stars lost two games in a row. Their next game was against Tampa Bay, a team they had lost to in the playoffs the year prior.

The mood around the arena was tense, everyone on eggshells prepping for what they hoped would be a good outcome. You had your work cut out for you, as the beginning losing bout seemed to be taking a toll on not only the players, but also staff and coaches. You tried your best to be available for anyone that needed to talk, but you could see that you were beginning to spread yourself pretty thin. 

You were currently in the middle of a session with Suter that wasn’t necessarily going well. He had gotten upset in the previous game, and felt that the team’s loss was all on him. Whether that was true or not, you knew you had to get him to move on and focus on the upcoming games. 

“I’m just a little concerned with your reaction to the game,” You repeated, gently.

“Well, I don’t think you need to be worried,” Suter responded, shrugging his shoulders.

“Look, you messed up. You admitted that, it’s fine. Now, it’s how you bounce back from that.”

“I’m going to be honest, with all respect, I don’t really want to do this today. I know we still have what, 45 minutes? I’m just not feeling it.”

You pursed your lips. “That’s okay. How about you come find me when you’re ready to talk? Preferably before the next game because I have to report back to Coach.”

“I know, thank you.” He didn’t even wait for you to say goodbye before he stood up, and walked out of your office. You sighed, writing down your notes from the very short session.

As you began to prep for your next session of the day, a knock sounded at your door. “Come in.”

“Y/N,” You looked up, seeing Coach step into your office and shut the door behind him. “You have a second?”

“Yes, what do you need?”

“I know this might be a little weird but Dan’s not here so I really have no other option. Jamie came in today fuming. He seems upset, and he won’t talk to me. Would you mind checking in with him? I mean, obviously, if it’s something between you two, I can fi-”

“-Well, I would hope it’s not me. We’re good as far as I know,” You interjected. “But, yeah, I can pull him and see what’s up. Where is he?”

“He’s on the ice about to put holes in the net with pucks.”

“Okay, I’ll find him. Thank you.”

“No, thank you. I know I’m probably putting you in an awkward place.”

“No, you’re fine. You hired me to do a job, and I intend on doing it,” I smiled. “Even if that’s with Jamie.”

“We should also talk about switching you over to something more permanent, too,” He said, standing up. “If you’d like, of course. I know we agreed on something temporary, so I don’t know if you have something lined up already.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, you’re doing great work with the guys. They all like you, the staff like you and we’ve only gotten better since we’ve brought you on. No reason to keep interim in your title, yes?”

“Yes, absolutely. I love working here.”

“I’m glad. I knew you would be a good fit.”

“Thank you, Coach. I really appreciate it.”

“Don’t mention it. Keep up the great work, just keep doing what you’re doing.”

You nodded before he left your office. You sighed happily as you exited all your browsers to head down to the rink. What could be wrong with Jamie?, you thought to yourself.

Rick was right, this might be awkward. You had successfully stayed out of Jamie’s way at work. Not because you were afraid of him, but because you knew he needed to have his focus on the game when he was here. He vented to you about the team, and you to him about your job, but that was mostly outside of the arena or on your own times during breaks and lunch. You had agreed it would be best if it stayed like that. Now, you had no choice but to put on your work hat with him. 

You left your office, heading towards the rink where everyone else was. Once you were out there, you searched for Jamie among the 10-or-so guys on the ice. You found him working alone, and just as Coach said, he was aggressively shooting pucks into the net. You walked down to the glass, knocking to catch his attention. Jamie looked up and you immediately could tell that he was upset.

He nodded his head towards the bench and you made your way over to him. “What’s up?” He asked, taking his gloves off.

“I was wondering if we could talk?” You asked.

“Right now? I’m working.”

“Yeah, if you don’t mind,” You said.

“Can we do it later?” He asked. You waited a few seconds to look him over, deciding honesty was probably your best bet at getting him to talk.

“Coach asked me to check in on you, since Dan’s not here. I’m not trying to disturb you or anything, business only.”

He sighed, standing up. “I’m just gonna take off my skates and change. I’ll meet you at your office.”

“Okay,” You nodded as Jamie turned and disappeared to the back. You could tell he was annoyed at your request, and that made you feel uncomfortable. You were never one to push anyone, but with the game days away, you knew Coach wouldn’t tap you for this if he didn’t need a change in Jamie’s attitude as soon as possible.

You took a few moments to look over who else was on the ice, “Hey, Tyler,” You called out.

He quickly skated over to you, “Hey, how’s it going?”

“Pretty good. Question, is something going on that I don’t know about? Some people seem tense and upset. More than yesterday.”

“Uh,” He shrugged. “ESPN did this whole segment and kind of ripped us to shreds. They released it this morning.”

“Did they target anyone specifically? Anyone I should reach out to?”

“They said a lot about Klingberg, but he seemed fine. Jamie came in a little hot, so maybe him? I haven’t even had a chance to talk to him yet but he seemed pissed. Knowing him, he’s under a lot of pressure.”

“Yeah, okay, thanks.” You smiled. “How are you? Are you okay?”

“Eh,” He shrugged. “I know we have work to do so I’m not taking the segment to heart. Trying to keep my focus together.”

“Good. Well, I’m always here if you want to have a quick chat, okay?”

“Yeah, I know,” He smiled. “See you later.”

You nodded, before you both separated. You made your way back to your office. You were almost tempted to pull up the segment that Tyler mentioned, but you didn’t have enough time as Jamie knocked on your slightly ajar door. You waved him in, sliding your papers from your desk. He closed the door behind him, before dropping in the seat across from you.

You didn’t say anything at first, simply taking him in. You could feel the awkwardness in the room, which happened when you had a session with someone who was upset and probably didn’t want to talk to you.

“Are you going to say anything or do you want to just sit in silence?” He asked, sharply.

“I was actually just giving you a second,” You responded, ignoring his tone. “But, I was hoping you would actually direct the conversation. Can you tell me what’s going on in your head?”

“You pulled me from the ice, so I just assumed you had something that you already wanted to talk about.”

“I do,” You started. “But first, let’s backtrack. Tell me about your morning.”

“It was fine,” He shrugged. “I don’t really think you needed to pull me aside for that.”

“Do you want a few minutes to decompress or anything?” You asked. “You’re visibly upset and I don’t think we can have a conversation like this.”

“I don’t want to be having a conversation right now.”

“Jamie,” You started. “I’m just trying to do my job. Tell me about your morning.”

“It was fine,” He repeated. 

“Jamie,” You let out a sigh. “I’m not trying to push you or anything. And, I’m trying to respect your privacy as your girlfriend and obviously, there are stuff that you don’t have to tell me but my boss asked me to talk with you because you’re pissed and Dan isn't here. I’m not your girlfriend right now, and I need to figure out why you’re upset and I want to help, because it’s my job. Just help me out with this? It’s not fun for me either. We talked last night and you were fine, but something is clearly off today. Is it about the segment?”

“I genuinely don’t want to be talking to you right now,” He replied, looking down. “Or anyone, actually, not just you. I wouldn’t want to talk to Dan either.”

“I don’t think Coach wants you on the ice with smoke coming out your head.”

He shrugged then, “I don’t know what to tell him, or you. I’m good.”

“You’re not, though, Jamie,” You corrected. “Is there anything I can do?”

Looking up at the ceiling, he let out a huff of air. He reached up to rub his face tiredly, before returning to look at you. “No, not as a specialist right now.”

You paused, “Okay, then can I just be your girlfriend for a minute? Whatever helps you get ready for practice tonight.”

He stood up, walking towards your door. For a second, you thought he was going to walk out, but he locked the door, then proceeded to close the blinds to your office, things he usually did when you both wanted some minutes of alone time at work.

“I bust my ass every fucking day for this organization. I love this team, I love to represent them, and I honor my role as captain,” He started, pacing around your office.

“We know that. I know that. No one doubts you.”

“I wish that was true. They discredited everything I’ve done for this organization, based on what? Three games? What a fucking joke.”

“You have lost no credit here, you’re still a huge part of this team to everyone.”

“Yeah,” He let out a laugh, sitting back in the chair. “Except people considered ‘experts’ who comment from behind their recording devices.”

“They don’t matter,” You replied. “They’re not on the ice, what do they know?”

“I wish the league didn’t have to include these idiot fucking reporters,” He mumbled. You stood from your place walking over to him. You climbed into his lap, him wrapping his arms around your waist to hold you against him.

“You barely even use social media, Jamie,” You joked. “And, you’re known to give one worded answers.”

He almost smiled, switching to shaking his head at you. “This isn’t fair, having you here. Everyone’s going to know.”

“Know what?” 

He sighed, locking eyes with you, “You’re my weak spot. I can’t stay mad with you around.”

You laughed, “Did you want to stay mad and send a message to the guys?”

“Yeah, and you ruined it.”

You shrugged innocently, “Sorry, I didn’t know.”

He rubbed his hand up and down your leg for a few seconds, “No, I’m sorry for how I was talking to you. I’m kind of an ass when I’m mad.”

“It’s okay,” You ran your hands through his hair, looking over his features. “This job requires me to have pretty thick skin.”

He turned his head to kiss your wrist, “Thank you. For being here, with me, with us. We really need you.”

You smiled, “That reminds me of what Coach said to me earlier, that I wanted to tell you.”

“What?”

“He offered me a permanent position here.”

Jamie finally smiled, which made your stomach flutter. He leaned in to press a kiss to your lips. “We’d be stupid not to tie you down here. I’m so proud of you.”

“Thank you,” You kissed him again.

“We can celebrate tonight,” He said.

“No, we’ll celebrate after this next game. You’ll be coming off a win and we’ll all feel better.” You said.

“I agree,” He smiled. 

“You should probably head back, with a cooler head.”

“Thanks to you.” He kissed you one last time, his lips lingering over yours. “I appreciate you so much, especially when you put up with my trash attitude.”

“I’m here, always, Jamie. Girlfriend or specialist, my door is always open to you.”

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[kittyjoestar]

cuddling with tyler and jamie after they played a bad game??

im gonna go with this being poly

tyler will flop on top of you first, followed by jamie pushing him over so he can be near you too. the dogs join you guys on the bed as you lay in the middle of your two five boys

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[hockeyboysimagines]

The second time you fall in Love

Chapter 4

warnings: Alcohol, parties, language, talks of self esteem and abusive relationships and cheating.

It feels so good to update! I hope you enjoy this and thank you to all who were so patient-💕

Much to Ava’s dismay Tyler turned out to not be so bad. It would have been so much easier to put distance between them if he hadn’t been so damn likeable but he was.

He made her laugh, and while her guard was still up, he had made a dent in her life. She was comfortable now with his flirting but she never returned it. It almost made him a little sad because he knew deep down there was a whole side of her he might never see. She was so closed off from him and he started to notice little things about her the more he spent time with her.

She hardly wore any makeup, and while she didn’t need it he suspected that that was not the reason she didn’t wear it. She wore a lot of loose clothing, and very rarely showed much skin unless she was wearing shorts. She never did much with her hair, and he couldn’t figure out why. It’s was thick and long but it hung there, straight every day or in a ponytail. She wasn’t overly social, she didn’t make eye contact, and the only time she ever lit up was when you was talking about her students or when she was with the dogs.

It was sad, heartbreaking even to see this girl, not only beautiful outside but beautiful inside, which he could see even from the small glimpses he got.

“ I just don’t get it. I’ve tried everything.” Tyler said to Jamie during golfing one day. While the other guys ragged on him about girls, Jamie took a more philosophical approach. He’s had his own share of relationship struggles and was able to give him an unbiased view point.

“Maybe your going about it the wrong way Seggs.”

“What other way is there?”

“Well.” He leaned on his club “It sounds like she was burned pretty badly. I don’t know her, but that messes people up. Maybe she needs you to show her that your not going to do it. Reassurance, affirmation, and words can show that more than flirting.”

“I’m better at flirting.”

Jamie pulled a face at him “Have you asked her about it? The guy?”

“I’m almost afraid to, but she just said he ruined her life. She didn’t say how.”

“Maybe it’s time you find out. The worst she can do is not tell you, right?”

“No the worst she can do is tell me to fuck off.”

Jamie pursed his lips and shrugged “True. Only one way to find out.”

“I was thinking of having a get together. Asking her to come.”

“If she’s okay with hanging out with you alone I don’t see why not, but if she says no you have to respect that.”

“I will, just hoping she says yes.”

“You must be pretty hung up on the girl.”

“Is it that obvious?”

“Yeah. I’m kicking your ass in golf and that never happens.”

“Shut up.”

*************

“A party?”

“A get together.” He corrected her, lobbing the hall for Molly. Molly was in way better shape than all three of his put together and since they’d been hanging out all of his dogs had dropped some weight. They never gave up though, and huffed and puffed as they chased after her. When he turned back to her, Ava’s face was solid as steel.

“Tyler-“

“Before you say no. Just think about it.”

“I don’t do the party thing.”

“Bring a friend, if you don’t wanna come you don’t have to. Either way, I’m coming to your school tomorrow. So think about it and give me an answer then.No pressure.”

No pressure from Tyler really meant that he wanted her to come really bad, but he would act like it was fine if she didn’t. She watched as Molly rolled around on the grass with Cash, and bit her lip.

She enjoyed hanging out with Tyler one on one, more than she ever thought she would have, but a party was so.

Public

She thought back to what Mila and Pierre said.

Deep down, they were right. Pierre, who barely knew her, was telling her from an unbiased 3rd party that she was being down right ridiculous for hiding from a guy she hadn’t seen or spoken to in years, and that was controlling her life from wherever he was. It wasn’t fair to her or anyone, and it wasn’t fair to Tyler. Brandon was holding her back from so much, but even as she realized it she could feel his invisible grip tighten on her subconscious.

She felt a tear come to her eye and she wiped at it, sniffling and drawing in a shuddering breath. Molly laid her head on her knee and whined softly.

“Oh Moll. What am I gonna do.” A tear ran down her cheek and dripped on to her arm followed by several more. She tilted her head towards the ceiling, blinking but she just couldn’t stop it. She had been on this path of self destruction for a while, holding everything in and burying it so deep, it had kindled and caught fire and had been smoldering for so long it was raging and she just couldn’t stop it. Waves of heat crept up her chest and neck as she heaved in a breath and choked out more sobs.

She was crying so hard she didn’t even hear her phone buzzing. It buzzed for a while as she sobbed, and shuddered and cried so hard she felt like she was going to throw up. A knock on her front door startled her and she stood quickly and hurried forward forgetting that she probably looked like a drowned rat.

She was more than surprised to come face to face with Tyler who looked alarmed when he saw her.

“What are you doing here?” She rasped at him, quickly wiping her cheeks.

“I called you like 10 times, and when you didn’t answer I got worried. Are you okay.” He reached an arm out, and though it normally would have made her recoil she let him rest a hand on her shoulder.

“No. I’m not.”

“Okay. Well we don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to, but I’m not leaving you here alone.”

He brushed past her and closed the door, before steering her to her sofa, giving Molly a pat on the head and raiding her cabinets till he found some alcohol. After a few moments of being seated across from her, he finally spoke.

“Ava.” He said gently “What happened to you? You don’t have to tell me, but it might help me understand if you did.”

Her lower lip trembled a little and she sniffed loudly.

“You wouldn’t understand.”

“No probably not. But I do understand that whatever it is has a pretty strong grip on you, and that your my friend and I’m worried about you.”

“Why? You barely know me Tyler.”

“I’m trying to. But you just never put down this wall and I don’t get why. I don’t understand, but maybe you can help me.”

She looked like a caged animal, shrunken down as far in her seat as she could, eyes red and cheeks tear stained. It broke Tyler’s heart.

“Do you-“ she started shakily “Do you remember when you asked me what guy ruined my life? The first time at the airport?” He nodded and she continued “He didn’t just ruin my life. He killed my brother.”

Tyler felt his blood run cold and the blood drain from his face. Ava was looking at her knees as a fresh trail of tears fell down, soaking into her jeans.

“Brandon was my first boyfriend, and also the last I ever had. He was what I thought love was supposed to be. But he was a fucking cancer and he poisoned every aspect of my life. The cheating, the drugs, the alcohol. And then he started hitting me. We got in this fight one night and I said I was done with him for good after I caught him with another girl. He got pissed off at me and he left me in a parking lot at 2 am.” She closed her eyes and swallowed hard, letting out a breath through her nose “I called my brother to come get me. Brandon was mad and not paying attention and hit my brother head on. He died a week later. And it’s all my fault.”

“Ava. You can’t blame yourself for that.”

“Why not?” She asked, voice cracking “If I hadn’t been so stupid he might still be alive. If I had just listened-“ she choked, losing it before she could finish the sentence. Tyler couldn’t take it anymore.

He scooted forward and pulled her into a hug, her face coming to rest against his shoulder. She cried silently, until the tears dissolved into hiccups and then he felt her stiffen.

“Thanks.” She said leaning up and moving away from him “Sorry for acting like a crazy person. Just lost it there.”

“Ava don’t-don’t do this.”

“Do what?”

“The ice queen act. You just opened up to me for the first time and just like that, you slammed the door again. Don’t.”

She looked dumbfounded, but he stood his ground and didn’t apologize. The only way to get through to her was to he honest.

“I’m trying really fucking hard here okay? And you just never let me all the way in, but I think you want to? I get that he messed you up, but Ava.” He very slowly reached for her hand “I would never do that to you.”

She was staring at his hand holding her own. Her cheeks were still red and her eyes were puffy but she wasn’t shuddering and heaving anymore. She just looked tired and moderately confused.

“I-I know. I know you wouldn’t. I’m just all over the place.” She let out a small chuckle and tucked her hair behind her ears “I’ll be okay.”

“Are you sure? I can stay for a while…but if not I’ll see you tomorrow yeah? At school?”

“I’m alright. Thanks for coming over, and yes I will see you tomorrow.”

Ava wasn’t a big hugger, but when Tyler reached for her she didn’t get stiff, or awkward or even pull away. She didn’t exactly grip him back the way he wanted her to but she did melt against him for the smallest fraction of a second but he felt it.

As he drove home he felt triumphant. He had worked hard, harder than he ever had and he had made a very small hole in the wall she had spent so many years building. It was minuscule, but it was definitely there. He smiled softly as he went about the rest of his night.

He wasn’t going to stop. He had seen a glimpse of the real Ava for the first time. A raw look at her, and it cemented his feelings even further. He would prove to her that one way or another she was worth it. And he was too.

**********

Ava was a bouncing ball of stress and vomit the next morning. She had fallen asleep thinking about Tyler and woken up thinking about Tyler and she was walking into school now…thinking about Tyler.

Brandon was vaguely in there somewhere, but her feelings were twisted and tangled and forming a very tight knot that was giving her a headache. She smiled absently at other teachers as she made her way into school and to her classroom.

The Dallas Stars would be at school in a little less than an hour. Her kids would be filing into her classroom in about 30 minutes, after which she would take attendance and they would bring the kids to the gym. The stars would not only be doing activities with the kids in the gym, but would be coming into the classroom also to do a project with the students and answer all their burning questions.

Ava hadn’t spoken to anyone besides Mila and Pierre about her encounter, and new found friendship with Tyler and she just knew that she would be bombarded by questions from her fellow staff members when they found out. She had always been friendly and polite, but she never indulged in gossip or talk about her personal life with anyone but Marcy. But not even she knew about Tyler.

Her kids filed in the room chattering excitedly, more than one of them dressed in victory green or sporting stars jerseys. There would be no point in trying to wrangle them so she busied herself with checking her emails and organizing her papers to grade while they hung out and waited for the principals morning announcements.

“Are you excited Miss A?”

Ava smiled tightly and nodded “Me? Are you guys excited?”

“So excited. So many cute guys!” The girls in her room dissolved into giggles and started whispering about the guys on the team. She could hear them say “Tyler Seguin” loud and clear more than once. She sighed and swallowed thickly.

It was going to be a very long day.

************

“So where’s this hot teacher-“

Tyler sent a flying elbow into Roope’s side causing him to yelp.

“We are in a school! And shut up. Your being so obvious.”

Jamie was giggling away from his other side as they watched the PR team talking with several of the school administrators. It looked like a pretty fun event. The gym was huge, and had different activities set up in different sections for the kids to try. While Tyler liked kids and enjoyed these types of trips he really just wanted to see Ava.

Teachers we’re beginning to bring groups into the gym, but so far he didn’t see anyone he recognized until he felt a presence at his shoulder.

“Who are you looking for?”

He turned to find Ava herself, standing slightly awkwardly next to him, but smiling all the same. He grinned and felt his ears get hot.

“Hey! I was looking for you. Figured you might have taken a sick day cuz you knew I was coming.”

She shrugged “I thought about it, but hanging out with you isn’t so bad, so I figured I’d suffer through it.” He rolled his eyes and gave her a nudge. “Which kids are yours?”

She held up a finger and pointed “Group 8.”

Fuck

He had group 6, but he was definitely switching with whoever had group 8. He chatted with her for another moment before they parted ways and she went to join her students.

“Who has group 8!” He whispered hurriedly. Esa held up his paper and had began to speak when Tyler ripped it from his hand and shoved his own Group 6 paper at him. He looked around seeing that Jamie, thank god, had the other group 8 paper.

“You weren’t kidding. She’s a fox.”

“Yeah Yeah I know.” He grumbled. He’d only ever seen her in gym clothing or leggings but seeing her dressed for school was like seeing a whole new Ava. She wore a long sleeve burgundy shirt, dark jeans, and a pair of boots. She still had her long hair pulled straight and very little makeup on, but she carried herself different today. Maybe it was the influence of work, but he also wondered if maybe she felt better. She had opened up to him a little about her past and he knew that if he was her, it would have made him feel better. He was jarred from his thoughts when he heard a microphone squeal and the principle clear his throat.

He welcomed the team and explained how the day was going to go, the schedule and who would be assigned to which groups.

Ava felt a small pang in her stomach when she heard ‘Jamie Benn and Tyler Seguin will be assigned to Group 8 today.’ And wondered if he planned that. Tyler wandered over with a very tall, pleasantly handsome dark haired teammate, who smiled and extended a hand.

“You must be Ava. I’m Jamie.” Normally Ava would have politely smiled back and stiffly shook his hand, but something about his big eyes and warm smile didn’t set off sirens in her head, but rather made her give a genuine smile back.

“It’s nice to meet you Jamie.”

“I’ve heard a lot about you.” He gave Tyler a small glance and then smiled wider when Tyler glared at him.

“Oh yeah?”

Tyler smiled nervously and cleared his throat “Anyways. Where are we heading first?” he moved past her to introduce himself and Jamie to the kids and then led them to the first activity of the day, leaving her at the back of the group with Jamie.

“He likes you, you know.” Jamie said quietly. His voice was soft, like his eyes and he sounded genuine.

“He thinks he likes me. But I’m not his type.”

Jamie rolled his eyes and chuckled “No your not, and believe me when I tell you that’s a good thing.”

“How so?”

“Seggs is my best buddy, and I know when he’s being serious about something. These other girls that throw themselves at him don’t really catch his attention anymore. But you have.”

“But I didn’t do anything.”

“On the contrary, you have done more by not doing anything than you ever could have if you did something.” He furrowed his eyebrows “Did that make sense?”

“Not at all.”

He smiled and chuckled and she did too before he spoke “Really though, he’s a good guy. Just give him a chance to prove it to you.”

“I’ll-I’ll keep it in mind.”

He smiled and walked forward to help Tyler hand the kids their stuff. Tyler sent him a look and gave her a tight smile before he turned to Jamie.

“What was that about?”

“We we’re talking about you. Don’t worry.” He said when Tyler opened his mouth to speak “I said all good things. And I only lied a little.”

“Great.”

**********

Ava smiled in spite of herself as she watched the kids goof around across the gym.

“Tyler Seguin is staring at you.”

She turned to find Marcy at her elbow and followed her gaze to find that Tyler was in fact looking.

“Uh yeah I know. I know him.”

“You what?” She hissed “How?”

“We had the same flight on the way back here. He’s from Brampton.” She explained the encounter and the flight and then the park a few days later.

“Don’t we have some kind of communication system for ‘I met a hot guy who’s a superstar’ and other important events?”

“Stop. He’s a hockey player not Jesus. We’re friends.”

“Are you sure about that?”

“Positive. Now go away.”

Marcy gave her a nudge and went back to her group. Tyler had now appeared on her other side and smiled.

“Having fun?” She asked.

“Tons. I love this kind of stuff, and kids. This is a great group.”

“They are. This is really good for them.”

“Plus I get to see you again….”

“That reminds me…I wanted to say thanks. For not thinking I’m a total basket case after yesterday. I lost my mind for a little while there.”

He frowned and his eyes softened. He reached one hand forward and gripped her wrist softly “Your not a basket case, and you don’t have to thank me. I should be thanking you.”

“For what?”

“For telling me all that. Your so closed off. It felt good to know you trusted me enough to tell me. Did it make you fee better?”

She thought for a moment “It did actually.”

“Good. Then that’s what’s important.”

The rest of the morning passed by and then the kids had lunch with the players before they sat down for the Q&A part of the day. Ava was standing at the back of the room listening as different kids asked different players questions, until Rachel one of her boy crazy girls raised her hand.

“My question is for Tyler? Do you have a girlfriend?” The group of girls she was sitting with giggled at her question and for the briefest of seconds Tyler and Ava made eye contact. Her breath hitched in her throat and she stiffened as he began to answer.

“Not right now.”

He continued to stare at her for a minute until another student asked him a question. Her heart was beating entirely too loud and she was sure everyone in the room could hear it. She didn’t hear anything past that, but she couldn’t stop the deep blush that had spread across her cheeks.

“Are you okay?” She jumped and turned to find Principle Phillips staring at her “Your very flushed.”

“Oh I’m okay. Just a bit warm is all.”

The Stars left shortly after, and Ava took her kids back to the room. There was an hour of school left, and she gave them a free period. She was exhausted and she needed time to think. Tyler was waiting on an answer about the party he wanted her to come to. She let her fingers hover over the keyboard for a minute before she typed out a message.

Okay. I’ll come to this party. What time ?

T: really? Hell yeah you can come whenever, Just as long as your coming.

A:I’ll be there.

************

“She’s coming don’t worry.” Jamie said chuckling into his drink. Jamie O was chuckling “Seggs are you nervous?”

“What?” He scoffed “I don’t get nervous okay.”

“Well if you aren’t nervous then trust me when I say she’s coming.”

“How do you know? Maybe she changed her mind.”

“She didn’t.”

“How do you know that though?”

“Because she’s right there.”

Tyler followed Jamie’s pointed finger and sucked in a deep breath. Ava was walking apprehensively towards them in a dark grey tank top that showed an inch or so, of flat stomach and blue jeans with holes in the knees. Her hair fell down in sleek strands to her elbows and her smile was nervous as she looked around.

“ Hey Ty?”

“Hmmmmmm?”

“Could you close your mouth? Your drool is getting my feet wet.” Jamie O laughed loudly and soon Jamie joined in and then even Tyler smiled in spite of himself as she finally reached him.

“Hi.” She said giving him a big smile

“Hi.” He reached for her awkwardly and gave her a hug that made her want to melt into his big chest but she restrained herself and let go after a few moments.

“ Wow I’m really underdressed.” She said looking around at the other partygoers and then down at herself.

“Nah. Trust me you don’t want to look like them.”Jamie said waving a hand “You look hot. Right Ty?”

Jamie and Jamie wore identical evil grins “Yeah you do. I didn’t mean that. I mean I did but I mean-your beautiful-I just- I need to stop talking.”

“I’ve never seen him this way. Who is this guy?” Jamie O whispered.

“Our boy is in love.” While Ava didn’t hear them Tyler did and he aimed a backhanded punch at whoever was closest before he spoke again “Can I get you a drink? The bar is in here.” He glared at them before he set off across the yard leading her inside.

He introduced her to his friends, and stayed close through the night.

“I thought you were gonna stand me up.” He admitted as they stood talking by the pool.

“Why?”

“Just had a feeling. But I’m really glad you came.”

“Me too. I’m having a good time.”

He smiled and she felt her resolve cracking underneath it. The alcohol mixed with his presence was absolutely intoxicating. She just wanted to kiss the socks off the guy. But while her brain was screaming “run for the hills” her heart was still insisting there would be kissing.

The alcohol was pounding in her ears as people began to filter out of Tyler’s yard, and her inner body parts continued to fight with one another. He yawned and turned to find her standing there. She smiled uncertainly.

“Do you-do you need help cleaning up?”

He smiled and shook his head “No. I usually hire like a crew to clean, but if you wanna hang out for a while that’d be cool.”

“Uh. Sure.”

She followed Tyler to the back porch when she felt woozy and stumbled.

“You okay?”

“I’m fine I just don’t drink very often oh-“ her flip flop caught on the pavement and she fell forward. He caught her, his big hands coming to grip her waist. She looked up in surprise and realized their faces were less than 6 inches apart. The air around them froze, and she felt a tightness in her chest as he looked at her eyes and then her mouth. She wanted to kiss him so damn bad but she was so petrified she couldn’t move, only watch as he leaned forward slightly and stopped as if asking for permission. She felt her heart rate pick up and she stiffened. This was too real and too scary. Her brain was screaming at the top of its lungs to stop and it was drowning out the words in her heart.

“Tyler.” She said softly. Everything about her eyes was saying kiss me but she was stiff in his arms and he could hear her heart beating. He had gotten to this point with her and as much as it pained him to do it, he slowly moved his hands from her arms and took a small step back.

“I’m sorry.” She said looking at her feet “I’m just-sorry.”

“Why won’t you let me in?” Tyler looked hurt and confused and it broke her heart to know it was because of her. He deserved so much, and she could never give that to him. She sputtered for a moment and then her eyes got glassy.

“I’m sorry I have to go.” He watched as she turned on her heel and disappeared from his sight as she called for an Uber. He sighed frustratedly and sat down on his back steps, head in his hands. Ava climbed into the backseat of the Uber and held it in until it dropped her off and she made it inside her house. And then she slid to the floor.

And cried.

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It’s A Family Thing

Summary: A boy falls for a girl

Pairing: Reader x Ian Kildner ( fake person)

Word Count: 3847

Okay so here are something to know before you read. The teams are real but all the people fake it was easier for me with this story.

Juliette stood by a high table, wearing a stunning and elegant black dress A-line gown with a respectable but fun slit up the side, talking to a relatively wealthy seeming older gentleman. His tux was custom, hair grey, and thinking, and the date he had brought with him was barely legal to drink, showing almost all her cleavage, and was sipping her cosmo through a straw. But Juliette didn't care about any of that right now. All she cared about was convincing this man that a donation to the team's charity would be a brilliant investment. 

"Mr. Mason donating to the teams' charity is not only a write-off for you with tax breaks, but it allows lots of people to see just how good you and your company are." Manson Construction was responsible for building half of Boston and rebuilding the other half. They had gone through a string of bad publicity when someone leaked rumors of the company cutting corners regarding safety protocols to the local newspapers. The stories had been proven untrue, but they had still caused doubt in the community. Mason Construction was a good company, and Juliette knew that. "Manson Construction on every banner we use when the team works with charities like Habitat for Humanity or does an event with local children's hospitals something like that could change how the community views your company," she said with a passionate and firm promise to her voice. Just as Juliette finished her speech, a loud, sharp crack of noise erupted from behind her. 

Juliette's brother Jack, the youngest of her four brothers, and his girlfriend Ashley had been fighting all night. Juliette had been keeping an eye on it. Ashley was not a great girlfriend. Juliette was pretty sure Ashley was in it for the idea of dating a pro athlete, and Jack was in it cause Ashley was hot. Juliette had noticed more and more that Jack seemed done with Ashley's crap, and from the Way, Ashley was now storming out and the fact Jack wasn't going after her, he had decided to end things tonight in a public place. 

Juliette turned back to Mr.Mason, who was chuckling to himself. "Your brother seems to be quiet, the unlucky fellow tonight in regards to love. But you are better than luck. You're smart, and you've got gumption, Juliette. I like the image you've given the charity, and I think it will provide great support and publicity for my business. I will send you a check tomorrow with the donation. If the team or the charity needs anything, you let me know," he said, smiling and walking away with his old wrinkled hand on his arm candy's ass. 

Jules shivered in disgust as she watched arm candy giggle and kiss him on the cheek, then took a deep breathe she had done it. She had landed another massive donation for the charity. 

Suddenly a large and heavy arm flopped around her shoulder, and her oldest brother Brandon was there by her side. 

"Way to go, Jules. It looks like Mr.Mason was pleased with the idea of being the teams highest paying donor', he said with pride and admiration for his sister. 

"He said he would send over the check tomorrow. I need a drink, and to get these heels off my feet are killing me." She laughed, walking to the bar. 

Brandon was the oldest of the four brothers at the age of 33. He had retired from the league last year due to a knee injury. The team hired him as the skills coach. Brandon was always responsible. He was the boy next door with a killer smile and genuine charm. The next one down was Henry, who was 31 and was the team's new athletic trainer. He was sporty and the smartest. He wanted to be a doctor when he was younger but found a way to combine his love of medicine and learning with his love of hockey and the team he had grown up around. He immediately change to sports medicine. The third one was Eric. He was the middle one, wild and crazy. He was 28, had been on the team as a defender for four years now, and made sure everyone knew his opinion on any given subject.

Jack, the youngest of the brothers, was a sweet kid, but just that, still a kid in many respects. He had the talent and a good heart, but he needed to grow up. He was 25 and still trying to figure out many things about life but was too stubborn to listen to anyone's advice. Finally, there was Juliette, the youngest out of the five children and the only girl. She grew up tough and headstrong, just like her brothers. Her mother made sure she was balanced, though, so she had put her in dance as a little girl, and she had loved it. She still went to classes and taught little ones occasionally. Her brothers were always there in the front row to cheer her on then give her noogies after. She was 24, but most people thought she was older because of how she held herself.   

All 5 of the siblings looked alike, all athletic, tall, and toned the brothers ranging in muscle definition. All five had dark brown hair and deep blue eyes. There was no denying they were family. The dark hair came from their dad, and the eyes had come from their mom.  The whole family was here tonight, and Jules loved that. Everyone in the family had found a way to be apart of the team or organization in a job they loved. She loved being around her family and the constant support they gave. Her mom had started the Boston Bruins charity when her dad had been a player. She was still running it and was grooming Juliette to take over soon. Being a Bruin was a family thing. They had been born into it and loved every minute of it. 

She and Brandon were standing by the bar ordering drinks when she saw out of the corner of her eye, Henry and Eric walk up. 

"So, we all saw the slap that Ashley gave Jack, right?" Henry said in a cautious and questioning tone. 

"Yes, the whole room heard it. Did you see where he went?" Brandon asked cautiously. 

"No, but my guess would be the locker room, someone should go check on him?" Eric said, turning towards Jules. 

"Yea yea yea, I'll go. Even though one of you are married and ones engaged," she said over her shoulder, walking away toward the locker room. 

She found Jack sitting in his locker with a cold beer pressed to his face. head drooped down and fidgeting with his phone. "You shouldn't call her, "Jules said, pulling the drink away to check out the handprint on his face. It wasn't nearly as bad as it had sounded probably just stung. Ashley wasn't abusive, just dramatic. 

"Why? Cause she slapped me?" 

"No, because she gave the bartender her number about 15 mins before that happened. You made the right call. She didn't love you; she loved the status."

"I know. I just thought she was the one at the beginning. "He sighed as Jules sat next to him. 

They sat there for a few minutes in silence. Jules knew he would be fine just needed someone to lean on for a bit, and sure enough, after about 10 minutes, he handed Jules his beer and stated with new energy, "There are plenty of fish in the sea. I have to find the right one, right?!" Jack jumped up and started walking to the doors. 

"Yes, just please be safe and smart and maybe go home alone tonight," Jules shouted to him as he strutted out the doors. 

Jules took a sip of the beer and sighed, starting to take her shoes off, enjoying the silence. When she heard the doors slam open and Jimmy Peters and his date for the evening tumbled though not breaking the sloppy kiss and handsy embrace, they were tangled in. They never noticed her as she grabbed her high heels and beer and left the room. She was in the hall on the way back, laughing to herself about the thought of giving Jimmy a hard time the next time she saw him when she heard the classic catcall whistle from behind her. 

She turned to find Ian Kildern, one of the team's defensive players. He was 6'4", muscled more than the average hockey player and curly brown hair with deep green eyes. His tux was well altered; it hung perfectly on him, showing his broad shoulders and narrow waist. Ian was an excellent player, intelligent, lightning-fast, and a great leader. He was 26 and had been in the league since he was 19. The Bruins had picked him up four years ago when his contract had been up with the Tampa Bay Lighting. They were friends, but Jules was closer to other players, and usually only had a small talk with easy, polite jokes. 

"Juliette Calloway, you clean up nice." He said in a semi-serious, mostly mocking tone.

"Shut up, Ian. Don't you have a date to dazzle like the rest of the team?" She said in a cheeky and light-hearted tone. 

"No, actually, Kelly and I broke up last weekend."

"Oh, that's right; her name was Kelly, and I'm so sorry to hear that after a week together, you had to call quits. You must be devastated. She said with a wink. Knowing fully, he had never planned on keeping it serious. Ian didn't sleep around a lot, but he also didn't keep girlfriends long. 

He chuckled, "Yeah, she was allergic to my dog." He changed the subject when he noticed the bottle in her hand, "You drinking alone - drowning your sorrows?"

"No, actually," she said in a matter of fact tone, "I was consoling my brother."

Ian's face squished up, and he sucked in a breath, "Yea, I saw - well heard the slap. Is he okay?"

"He's fine. It's his pride that's hurting more than anything, although he won't admit to it", She explained on a sigh. 

"Well, I'm glad he's okay. It's tough trying to figure everything out—the balance between the game and social life. Suddenly having money and not know if women want you the status or the money. It can be a rough and bumpy ride."He said with an understanding tone. 

"You sound like you have some experience, but you seemed to have figured it all out." 

 "I had my mistakes and issues, but the key difference is I didn't have a last name that's attached to 2 legends. Jack has a whole lot more spotlight from the league because of your dad and oldest brother. I could make my mistakes in private." 

"So, you had a girl slap you in front of your entire team and about 45 VIP guests?" Jules questioned, intrigued to hear his answer. 

"Okay, well, no, I never had that, but I did have a date throw up on me at an event one time. Rachel Madison, I'll always remember that name now. She hadn't eaten all day and then started doing shots of tequila. The smell was horrendous. It was like...

"Ew, I don't want to know! Please stop you win. That's disgusting." She fussed, cutting him off and giggling at the idea. 

"Well, then, Miss. Date Judger where is your perfect event plus one this evening." He asked mockingly, looking around the hallway they were slowly walking down. 

"Oh, I don't ever bring a date to an event that mom and I are running. I did once or twice and always felt bad that I left him standing somewhere while doing things for the event, plus dating in my life is hard. They tend to get offended when I know more about the game or jealous when I spend all my time here at the arena with you guys OR my brothers bully them, and they can't take the heat." 

They had almost reached the doorway to the main lobby, where the fundraising event was when Ian's ear perked up as he heard his favorite song come on. It Had To Be You by Harry Conick Jr. He grabbed her hand put the bottle of beer in her hand on the floor, and stated softly, "It's a great song - I wouldn't want it to go to waste since you don't have someone to dance with."

Surprised by the sudden change in tone, Juliette lost her voice a little and had to clear it before asking, "Ian Kildern, are you asking me to dance?"

He slowly started to pull her into his arms, saying in a volume just barely above a whisper, "I guess I am. Are you saying yes?"

"I guess I am." She said, staring into his eyes and falling into the sway of his body. Still stiff at first, she slowly drifted further into the daze the music mixed with his look and tone of voice had caused, eventually allowing her to melt completely into him. Neither spoke to busy enjoying the moment. It had been years since she had slow danced, and she was enjoying being wrapped in someone's arms. Not just any someone, but someone who had made her laugh and had been having a good conversation with, not to mention he smelled incredible. 

Ian couldn't believe he was dancing again. He had stopped bringing dates to events because it always fell short of what he wanted the evening to be. But with Juilette, he couldn't help but notice her laugh at his story or the way she had softened and molded to him as they danced. Hand in hand, his left hand rested at the small of her back, her head resting on his chest her right on his shoulder. She felt good in his arms. He felt something different for her, something he hadn't felt in a very long time. The music drifted away as the song ended, and they both stopped swaying. She pulled her head back but didn't pull away; she just looked at him, waiting for him to speak first, but Ian didn't want to say anything anymore. The smell of her vanilla perfume. The blush that had risen in her cheeks, the way she was waiting for him. He wanted to kiss her. He wanted to feel those soft pink lips pressed to his. Before he knew it, she was wetting her lips and starting to lean in because she had wanted it too. Never one to miss the opportunity; he leaned in and pressed his hand into her back more, drawing her closer. They were a whisper away from each other when Jimmy and his date exploded from the locker room with laughter, pulling Ian and Jules apart. Jimmy and his date rush by them and unseen to the car in the parking lot. 

"Well, it's late. I should be going," Ian said, trying to hide the disappointment that the moment was gone from his voice. 

"Uh, yea, it's late. I should be finding mom to see if she needs help with anything. Good night Ian and thank you for the dance.", She said, turning and walking away before he could say or do anything. 

It took a split second for him to decide, but he had made his choice he wanted her. He wanted to hold, kiss, love, and keep Juliette Calloway forever. 

Ian couldn't stop thinking about that night. It had been two weeks, and all he could think about was Juliette Calloway. He had been indifferent to her before that night. Ian had had conversations with her but always just regarded her as almost one of the guys. And now he couldn't get her out of his head. The way her eyes sparkled with what he hoped was lust and something more. The way she didn't back away from him and the chemistry in the air. He needed to do something, but what? 

Friday games were always Juliettes favorites. The offices were always more energetic with Friday games as everyone was excited to watch them. Juliette always ran home at lunch for an hour or so to let out Wayne, her Weimaraner, go potty and play, then she would change into her jersey and jeans. She would come back and finish up work, then relax until the game started. Today was no different. She got home and was greeted by Wayne's barks and excited tail. She let him into the backyard and threw her bag and keys on the counter. She loved her home. It was warm and welcoming with leather couches and natural linens. She left the back door open for Wayne to come back in and walked to her bedroom. She was opted for wearing Jack's jersey tonight, paired it with her black jeans and favorite booties. She was excited and happy about tonight's game. Hence, she decided on a smokey eye - if she was honest with herself, she was thinking about her evening with Ian when she had decided on it but pushed it away and assured herself it had nothing to do with him. Wayne had yet to come back in; she went in search of him to find him bathing in the sun and enjoying the day just as much as she was. She called him in, gave him a treat, and headed back to the arena. The game was at 7. The team usually came in about 5. Everyone in the offices had more than likely left for the day; she had a few more things to do when there was a knock at her office door. 

"Come in," she called to the knocker.

"Wow, nice digs," the knocker said with a low and slow whistle. 

Juliette's head snapped up. She had expected it to be a co-worker that was running behind or family. Her brother or mother would sometimes stop by, but she was not expecting him, "Ian...what are you doing here"? 

"Though I'd finally venture up to the offices. Poke around, see what it was like having an office job", he said, waltzing into the office looking around. His eyes settled on the wall of pictures and headlines. The wall was full of pictures of her brothers and father on the ice. It captured each of their timelines, from training to playing to winning championships at all different ages. A particular photo caught Ian's eye, and Juliette got up from her desk to join him. He looked fantastic in a suit more casual than the other night but still just as perfect. It was a solid black suit with a black button-down. He had the first few buttons undone. Juliette was standing next to him when he laughed to himself, saying, " Is this .. Henry?!" 

"Yea, it is. He was like 8 or 9. Mom loves that photo; he hates it", she said with a snicker. The photo was of Henry in full hockey gear. He was standing on the ice for the first game of the season when he slipped and fell. The camera had caught it just right, and all his limbs were up in the air, and his face read of terror and surprise, not know what had just happened.  

"I have to have the team come see this. Look at his bowl hair cut, "He cackled. 

" Don't you dare! He will kill me if he knows anyone from the team has seen it", she said hastily while grabbing his arm to stress the importance and implore him not to tell. 

He felt the electricity of her touch shoot through him. He was no longer focused on the photo but her. The way she smiled and was almost begging him not to spill her secret. He paused and looked at her hand on his arm. She realized what she had done with the casual touch, she could feel his muscle move, and she was immediately turned on and pulsed for him. When she tried to retract her hand, Ian grabbed it, placing a kiss on the top, and looked at her with seductive eyes while asking, "Are you begging me, Juliette?"

Juliette felt the innuendo to her core, and her stomach filled with butterflies. But she was no rose petal. She wanted him and wasn't going to melt for him like all the other women he was used to. She moved just a few inches closer and looked at him with a devilish smile, and asked, "Do you want me to?" Something inside Ian snapped. He couldn't hold himself back any longer. The look in her eyes mixed with her smile and words had him going practically feral. He gave the hand he was holding a tug, and she stumbled into his chest, her other hand landing in between them as she attempted to catch herself. Ian's other hand wrapped around her waist. He dropped her hand and slid his into her hair at the nape of her neck. He paused for a moment, making sure he still saw the same look in her eyes. He was thrilled to see it there but even more intense. He pulled her in and kissed her. 

The kiss was passionate, hard, and needy. Ian pulled ever so slightly on Juliettes hair, causing her to moan softly into his mouth, giving his tongue access to explore. He deepened the kiss, fingers digging into her side, causing more soft moans to escape her. He pulled back ever so slightly to give her air, but Juliette chased him, making him growl and start to grow hard. Juliette's heart was pounding her panties were becoming very wet. She wanted more. They both craved to feel each other skin to skin. When they both broke because they needed air, Juliette saw a softness in Ian's eyes. His thumb stroked her cheek for a split second while he started to ask her out on a date to dinner in a few nights when she cut him off, smirking, "I guess you should be going wouldn't want coach to see you be late to practice." Then with a quick kiss, smirk, and a hoard of giggles, she pushed Ian out of her office and locked the door behind her. Ian was still in shock as he walked from the office to the locker room, both from the kiss and that she had pushed him out without saying anything else. She had a fire and spirit he had certainly never seen before. Juliette slunk down into the couch in her office. She couldn't believe she had just done that. He was incredibly sexy, and she was very turned on. She could feel the blush creep into her cheeks. She knew she wanted him in more than a casual fling way. That's why she was going to play hard to get. Make Ian chase a little bit for once in his life.  

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[jostyriggslover96]

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Just wanted to give a little update on some of my stories! Things have been really busy with school, I’m in my final practicum and the last term of my degree. I haven’t had much time to write recently, but I’m finally finding time in my schedule to get back to my stories! I’m sorry updates have taken so long, things have been absolutely crazy and I’m just trying to find time for myself.

I’ll be updating the following stories in the next 2 to 3 weeks (hopefully starting this weekend):

‘We’re really doing this?’ ft.  our favorite Big Rig, Jamie Oleksiak (Read Part 1 here)

‘What could go wrong?’ ft.  the  captain Jamie Benn and Tyler Seguin (Read Part 8 here...which I may have left with a bit of a cliffhanger)

‘Obvious’ ft. our favourite grumpy boy Nolan Patrick (Read Part 2 here)

Look out for my new story with Jake Virtanen coming soon as well!

Here’s my Masterlist if anyone wants to catch up on any of my other writing!

Thank you so much for all of the support, love, and kind words about all of my stories! I really appreciate everyone on here :) If anyone ever wants to be tagged in one of my stories, shoot me a message!

Tagging some people who might be interested :)

@teenagekook @seggstars @segsforbreaky @dembenchboys @myhockeyworld87 @fiveholegoal @honeybearbarzal @hookingminor @you-okay-benn @c-hartwriteshockey @dudde-44 @heybarzy @brockadoodles  @bricksatlandyswindow  @laurenairay  @oh-holy-alien

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[princessphilly]

Please do Jamie Benn for Miguel - Adorn

The same way that the stars adorn the skies, yeah

(Every night babe)

Now look up sugar (Every night babe)

Now hey hey hey

The same way that my whole world's in your eyes (when I look in your eyes babe) - Miguel - Adorn

Jamie was pretty sure he never felt this way about anyone before. No, not pretty sure, damn sure.

It was the way you smiled at him, that had him hooked forever. He wanted to give you the world, anything you wanted.

The way you talked, the way you walked, the way you had him wrapped around your finger. Seggy and the rest of the guys laughed about how he was whipped but Jamie didn’t care. 

As you looked awestruck at the rose petals, Jamie slipped to one knee. You were his whole world and he was ready to make it obvious to the whole world that he was yours, forever. 

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[ao3feed-hockey]

if you were a fruit, you’d be a fine-apple

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/NTt0Wzr

by SmashAndCas

Jamie is convinced they need to keep their relationship on the DL. Tyler wants every one to know.

or

Tyler is allergic to pineapples and Jamie has the memory of a goldfish.

Words: 1973, Chapters: 1/2, Language: English

Fandoms: Men's Hockey RPF

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Jamie Benn, Tyler Seguin, Jordie Benn, Patrick Sharp, Abby Sharp, Jamie Oleksiak

Relationships: Jamie Benn/Tyler Seguin

Additional Tags: Dallas Stars, I miss the 2016-17 roster, Allergies, dumb boys in love, shhh they don’t know they’re in love yet tho, Fluff, Soft Hockey Boys

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/NTt0Wzr

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #hockey rpf

[ana-benn]

I had the cutest thought. Baking with JB. He just wants to spend time with you and he loves when you bake, so you decide to make him his fave cupcakes, and he's being your little helper, getting you eggs and sugar. He starts out being good but quickly gets bored and wants your attention and it just devolves into a food fight and him scooping you up and carrying you to the shower 😍

Oh my goodness yes!

What's Baking?

Childish kitchen fluff with the Captain.

"Jamie, you asked for this! Behave and grab me the vanilla," you giggled at him.

He huffed as his hands left your hips and his mouth left the crook of your neck, "I didn't know it would take this long." You heard him grumble.

"I tried to tell you," you said simply.

He childishly stuck his tongue out at you as he handed you the vanilla. Setting the mixer on low you began prepping the cupcake liners and pulling out the stuff to make your icing. Knowing Jamie that's what he actually wanted anyway, but you felt inclined to make him sit through the entire process. He behaved for a while. Letting you get the cupcakes in the oven and the frosting set up in the freezer. It wasn't until clean up you really noticed the evil glint in his eyes.

"Hey babe," Jamie said, deceptively sweet. As you turned to look at him he drizzled cake batter on your cleavage. "Where should I put this?" He asked holding his weapon, previously known as your mixing spoon, innocently.

"Jamie!"

"What," he looked so innocent as he 'accidentally' grabbing you with icing on his hands.

You retaliated the only way you knew how, by smashing a raw egg you'd forgotten to put away in his hair.

You giggled as he slowly looked at you with a crazy look in his eyes, "You should not have done that." He said with a playful darkness in his voice.

The next little bit was filled with you backing away to throw a handful of flour at him. To which he retaliated by squirting you with the hose on the sink, not to be outdone you grabbed him full on and rubbed something gooey in the bottom of a bowl directly into his beard. At some point one of you, probably Jamie, decided to throw cereal into the mix, so you had to sacrifice your overnight oats and start flinging spoons of oatmeal at him.

It was utter bedlam until the oven chirped letting you know it was time to pull the cupcakes out of the oven. You checked them and moved them to a cooling rack before turning to look at Jamie. Seeing him outside the throws of battle wreaked you're composure though. You laughed so hard you couldn't catch your breath, and Jamie looked at you and down at himself before he chuckled deeply too.

He closed the distance between you two, and kissed you deeply, before scooping you up and heading towards your bedroom, "Let's get cleaned up, so I can get you dirty again." You knew he meant it, but you still couldn't help laugh at the corny line.

"Eye-Eye Captain," you responded when he arched his eyebrow at you.

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[beauvibaby]

bless the broken road - j.benn

a/n: like always I recommend listening to the song it was inspired by also that gif makes me smile idk why

bless the broken road - rascal flatts

-3 years ago-

“Mom, I’m not in the mood for one of those I told you so calls.” You sniffled into the phone, hiding further into your blanket, the sappy romance movie you put on, only making you want to cry harder. “I thought Dallas was supposed to be a fresh start? Now the whole reason you moved there is leaving.” She muttered, you scoffed, “wow thanks mom, way to make me feel better.” You squeaked out, “it’s going to be a real fresh start now, he’s leaving, and I have a life here now, I have friends.” You defended yourself before she could go into the whole ‘when are you moving home’ rant. “I know honey, but still, I don’t know if you should be alone right now.” She tried to play concern, but after everything else she had just said, you found it hard to believe. “I’m not alone.” You muttered in defeat, not wanting her to know who was here because that was a whole other speech. “Oh is Jamie there? You know, honey, I think you two would just be great together.” She spoke excitedly, you rolled your eyes as you heard him approaching. “Mom, it’s not like that, ok? He’s got a date this weekend anyways.” You whispered, “oh.” She sighed, “listen I gotta go, I’ll talk to you soon.” You responded, “love you.” You added, she repeated the words before you could hang up. “I said you weren’t allowed to cry while I was gone.” Jamie chastised jokingly, falling down on the couch beside you. “My mom was just being my mom.” You sighed, not thinking anything of her words, you two were just friends. “I’m sorry.” Jamie muttered, squeezing your knee reassuringly as he handed you the chocolate he had just gone searching for.

-2 years ago-

“What?” You barely spoke above a whisper, this truly couldn’t be happening. “I can’t, I can’t do this anymore, it’s just not working.” Justin spoke, your apparently now ex boyfriend, “how long?” You questioned, sitting on the edge of the couch, he stood awkwardly in your living room, shifting his weight. “If you can’t be honest, you shouldn’t have came to do this in person.” You snapped, if looks could kill, he’d be dead. “I’m trying to do the right thing, Y/N.” He quipped, freezing when you stood up again, “no, Justin, you’re trying to right the wrong you made, do you think I just didn’t notice the lipstick on your shirt the other day.” You spoke, venom dripping in your tone, god how you were tired of guy after guy, coming in and seeming so great, and then just leaving. “That’s not what it-“ “save your breath, just leave.” You cut him off, looking up at him with teary eyes. You couldn’t even feel guilty for being rude, he cheated, he didn’t deserve your tears, he was a jerk. You stared at the floor as you heard him shuffling out of your apartment, then the emotions hit you, and you just needed to get out of there, even for an hour to clear your head. So you got in the car, and you drove, you drove not having a plan in mind of where to go, and then you realized the neighborhood you were in. You made your way down the streets, a pang of hurt hit you for a second as you drove past his house, his girlfriends car in the driveway. You had no right or reason to feel this way, he was just a friend, of course, so you just rolled past his house, making your way back to your apartment, to wallow in your own tears for a while.

-1 year ago-

You sat up in your bed, hesitant as the knocking on your door persisted, your eyes shooting to the time on your phone, who the hell was knocking on your door at nearly one am. You quietly stepped onto your feet, tiptoeing towards the door, “Y/N?” Jamie slurred from the other side of the door, your heart stopped for a moment, “Jamie?” You came to your senses, scrambling to unlock the door, you opened it and the scent of beer hit you immediately. “What’s wrong?” You questioned when he blankly stared at you, “we broke up.” He muttered, but he didn’t sound hurt, that could just be from all the alcohol he consumed. “Oh, Jam, I’m sorry.” You whispered, pulling him inside, “careful there bud.” You laughed when he stumbled, “can I,” he hiccuped, “can I stay tonight?” He asked, foggy eyes looking down at you. “Yeah, of course.” You answered, leading him towards your room. “The couch?” He stuttered out, confusion in his slurred voice. “Jamie, I’m not making you sleep on the couch, we’re both adults here.” You chastised, knowing it was basically falling on deaf ears, as he nodded lazily. “Alright, I’m going to at least need you to help me get you to the bed.” You giggled, groaning as Jamie nearly stepped on your foot. “I’m sorry!” He gasped out comically, “Jesus, you’re going to hurt in the morning.”

-now-

Your thoughts dwindled away as you pulled up to his house after a long day at work, the all too familiar giddiness of seeing him filled your chest. Jamie was sitting on the front porch step, talking on the phone as he watched you pull up, a grin covering his face. You put the car in park as he stood up, you gathered your things, shoving them into your purse as Jamie approached your car. You were about to open the door but he beat you too it, “hi baby.” He smiled down at you, “hi.” You responded, happily climbing out of the car. Arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him in for a long kiss, “hmm, well, I missed you too.” He laughed, not used to such a dramatic welcome. “It was a long day, and I just wanted to see you.” You mumbled against his chest, smiling as you could feel the laughter bubbling in him before you could hear it. “I’m sorry it was a long day but I’ll happily take that greeting anytime.” He spoke against your hair, pulling you along to go inside as the wind started picking up, a chill in the breeze. You entered the house, expertly making your way around, despite not living there, but you both knew it was coming. “Don’t ask, not yet, I’m still thinking.” You muttered, knowing he was about to ask what happened, and deep down you knew you were over analyzing, but your mind wandered to the day again.

“Justin?” You all but choked on the air you were breathing in when you looked up at your office door, “what-why are you here?” You stammered out, mentally cursing yourself for feeling so distracted by his presence. “I was nearby, and uh, I heard you still worked here, I just had to see it for myself.” He explained, shoving his hands into his pockets, but not before you caught sight of the steel ring on his finger. “Wow.” You muttered, and he knew you had seen it. “Yeah,” he paused to laugh, a look of love in his eyes as he thought about the girl he ended up with. “I thought you hated this job.” He changed the subject, both of you feeling a little less tense, he was married, you had a long term boyfriend, he stepped into the office. “I did, but,” you paused, glancing at the picture on your desk of you and Jamie from just a couple months ago at the winter classic, grins covering your faces. “Jamie showed me how to make it better, and well, look at me now.” You laughed softly, motioning to your office, one of the perks of the promotion you had gotten. “Jamie?” Justin’s eyes snapped up at that, and then he noticed the little touches of Jamie around your office, a couple of pictures, a stars hoodie meticulously folded in the corner for the late nights you work. And for some reason, you were expecting Justin to be angry, even though he had no right to be. “I’m happy for you two, it was bound to happen eventually.” Justin admitted, smiling softly at you over the desk. “Yeah, I guess you could say we were ignoring all the signs.” You spoke up, arms lightly crossed in front of your frame, “oh please, you were oblivious to the signs.” He couldn’t help but laugh, you blushed a little, “I should get going, it was nice to see you again, Y/N.” He gave you a quick hug, and you didn’t realize there was any closure you needed from him, but it felt good to know it was never a hard thing for him to move on either. That everything really has led you to Jamie.

“Wanna talk about it now?” Jamie inquired, pulling your back flush to his front as you laid out on the couch, you’d cooked and ate, now fresh from a shower.“Justin came in today.” You whispered, feeling him tense behind you, “oh.” He mumbled, arms tightening around you, “what did he have to say?” Jamie questioned. You turned in his hold, wrapping your arms around his waist, “hey, nothing bad happened.” You soothed, “it just made me think about how stupid I was to not realize you were in front of me the whole time.” You whispered, he ran his hands down your arms until he reached your fingers, lacing them with his. “It’s alright, I did the same thing.” He reminded you, thinking back to the night he got absolutely hammered and spent the night at your house, the night he realized he didn’t just love you, he was in love with you. “You did, if only we both had listened to my mom.” You teased with an eye roll, his eyes crinkled with laughter, “don’t ever let her hear you say that.” He snickered, swinging your arms to the side. “Oh definitely not.” You smiled up at him, “Jamie.” You spoke, catching his attention, his eyes looked back towards you and away from the tv, “I love you.” You whispered, resting your chin on his chest, he dropped your hands and opted to cover each of your cheeks with his palms, fingers brushing back your damp hair. “I love you.” He repeated, continuing to look down at you lovingly, “babe, this is the part where you kiss me and then we go back to our tv show.” You teased, shrieking when he carefully but quickly pulled you up to his face, leaving a bunch of disgustingly loud kisses across your face, his beard tickling your skin. He finally settled for one last proper kiss before releasing you from his grasp and staring at the tv, “babe, this is the part where you go back to our show.” He mimicked you, leaving out the kiss part. “You’re a pain.” You rolled your eyes, using his shirt to wipe off the wetness he left behind on your face. “You don’t mean that.” He faked offense, a hand resting over his heart. “No, I don’t. Even when you annoy me, I wouldn’t have it any other way.” You admitted, returning to your earlier position, resting back against his chest. “Aw, baby, that was so cheesy.” He teased, fingers ghosting over your sides to make you squirm, “don’t push your luck, Benn, I can make you sleep on the couch now.” “That’s rude.”

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