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[youngbeezer]

For the tiktok stories waking up early to watch the sunrise with Nolan Patrick

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Prompt-- 12. Waking up early to watch the sunrise

A/N: Here's another blurb from the 14 oddly romantic things blurb set. Sorry it has taken me so long to post another one, I've been having very little motivation to write lately so hopefully this isn't too bad.

Thanks for requesting this, hope you like it :)

Word Count: 975

Warning(s): none i dont think, ending kinda sucks

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Quietness surrounds me as my mind awakens before my body. I lay motionless for a few minutes trying to even out my breath once more, but my mind does not seem to want to cooperate. Realizing there is no chance of me falling back asleep, I roll onto my side where my bedside table is to focus my bleary eyes on the clock to check what time it is.

4:58 AM.

I throw my head back onto the pillows in annoyance. Rolling onto my side once more, now in the opposite direction, I find my boyfriend still in a deep slumber. I contemplate wanting to either stay in bed and to try to force myself back to sleep, or just cave in and get up and start my day. Going for the latter, I carefully peel the comforter and sheets off of my body, trying not to disturb my tired boyfriend. As soon as my bare feet hit the cold hardwood floors, I hear Nolan grumble a little bit before eventually rolling to the other side.

I let out a sigh of relief and then made my way to the bathroom to do my business and wash my face. Before heading to the kitchen, I grab my phone and my favorite fluffy blanket off the corner chair in our bedroom and slip on a pair of slippers.

While starting a pot of coffee, I check my phone to see what time the sunrise is. Seeing that I have a good 25 minutes before the sun begins to ascend, I take my time making my coffee and looking through some of my social media. Once I start to hear the first few chirps coming from the birds outside, I decide to then go ahead and make my way onto the balcony that will give me the perfect view of the sunrise over the Philly skyline. The air still smells of the night time as I shiver a little, basking in the last bit of quietness before the sun arises and the hustle and bustle of the day begins.

I’m broken out of the quietness when I hear the sliding glass door of the balcony creak open. I crane my neck to find Nolan-- with his crazy bedhead and bleary eyes, walking out into the crisp air.

“What are you doing awake?” I croak out my first words of the morning.

“I could ask you the same thing.” His already deep voice intensified from just waking up.

I give him a little shrug. “My body just decided to wake up now. Did I wake you?”

He lifts his arms above his head and does a big stretch while shaking his head no.

I ignore the way his shirt lifts up a little revealing a slither of his v-line and focus my eyes back on him giving him a questioning glare.

He huffs at my expression and finally relents, “I wanted to cuddle with you, but you weren’t there.”

I coo at that whereas Nolan blushes and rolls his eyes at my antics. He motions for me to get up, which I do, where he then takes my previous place and pulls me into his lap. I fix the blanket to where it is now covering us both and immediately snuggle closer to Nolan’s body. He gives me a little kiss on the forehead, where my head is currently laying on his chest, and wraps his arms tighter around me.

Slowly the first few rays of sunlight peeked over the edge of the Philly skyline casting pinkish/goldish hues in the sky. The first rays of the sun are cool and bracing to our tired eyes. As the golden disc seemed to be rising more and more, you could hear the birds singing their morning tunes, and there was a quick moment of serene and calmness as the world around us felt like it was stopped in time, allowing us to capture this peaceful moment. Finally, as the sun gets higher in the sky, the day’s activities begin. You can hear the early-risers already up and at them bustling through the streets, the cars whizzing through the traffic lights, and the beautiful sounds of the trash truck making its way through the town. Gotta love city life.

I sigh contently in Nolan’s arms, reveling in the last few moments of peace before we go and get a head start on our day.

“Thank you for staying out here with me.” I whisper to Nolan.

He responds by giving my forehead another kiss and then mumbles into my hair, “Of course. I’d do anything if it meant starting my mornings with you by my side.”

I sit up a little and bring my hands to play with his overgrown hair. I smile at the slight blush that currently overtakes my boyfriend's cheeks after his last confession.

“Ya know mornings make you all lovey dovey and say all these cute things.” I tease lightly.

His blush turns an even darker shade of pink at that and he turns his face away from me to try and hide it. I gently grab hold of his chin and bring his face back towards mine to bring our lips together. The kiss is sweet and short since neither of us have yet to brush our teeth, and it is still very early in the morning for things to get too heated. But it’s still all we need. As we pull apart, I mumble against his lips,

“I love you,”

“I love you too.” He drawled, bringing me back in for one more kiss.

“Hm, wait. Does this mean you’ll wake up with me again tomorrow to watch the sunrise?”

He groaned, and I let out a light laugh while snuggling back into his chest already thinking about how today is going to be a great day.

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[prettyboyjackhughes]

Quick question who are the top 6 blogs you appreciate?

I suck at answering asks but this one I felt like I needed to answer so here we go.

@nhlboyshavemyhart88 -Vic, you were one of my first friends on here and I honestly don’t know what I would do without you. The ideas we come up with, the things we talk about and the stories we make up are some of my favorite things in the entire world. So yeah, thanks for everything and I love you🥰

@prettyboycozens - Oh Kelly where to begin. You were my first friend on here and you’ve always been so supportive of everything I’ve done on here. You’re my crying buddy, my writing buddy, the Ty to my Jack and so many other things. I’m so thankful you messaged me that day because I don’t know what I’d do without you. Thanks I love you and thanks for making me cry all the time haha🥰

@2manytabsopen - I always love seeing your stuff on my dash and getting notifications from you. You’re so encouraging and sweet to everyone and you always boost my stuff. So thank you for being you, keep it up :)

@makrichards -we just started becoming friends but you’re the sweetest and you always know what to say to make me smile. You’re also absolutely gorgeous and I’m incredibly thankful for you :)

@jonnytoews19 -Every time I see stuff from you on my dash, I get so excited. Plus we're birthday buddies which is pretty cool. But yeah, you're pretty great and I appreciate you😊

@lovereadinghockeyy -I love reading the things you write! You’re also super sweet and nice and just great in general. So yeah, I appreciate you :)

There’s honestly a lot more than 6 but here’s 6 for now. I love seeing all of these people on my dash and seeing the stuff they post.

#the ty to my jack #crying buddies #i have friends #and I love them

[rutgersmcgroarty]

21 ans 24 for the asks!

21. Tag all your favourite blogs but this time say why you follow them/why you love them!

@samsteel, ari first of all your writing is amazing and your super super talented, but your also such a good person and so supportive

@lovereadinghockeyy, sasha, so i think i first followed you because of your writing (which is amazing btw), and i love screaming about the habs with you, and i love watching you scream at them in french

@luukasreichel kelly, your writing is amazing, and your just such a nice and sweet person

@chuckythepest, jj, you're always attacking me with little blurbs and i love it

im forgetting a bunch of ppl rn sry

24. What’s the nicest ask you’ve ever received on here?

im not sure but probably just someone saying that they love me and my content

#cat answers #kesh <3

[youngbeezer]

You should do sharing a milkshake with Kevin Hayes!!!

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Prompt-- 8. Sharing a milkshake (w Kevin Hayes)

A/N: Here's another blurb from the 14 oddly romantic things blurb set. Ok, so I'm sorry this kind of took forever to finish (I was having major writing block). I also don't think this turned out that good but..

Thanks for requesting, hope you like it

Word Count: 1459 (also turned out way longer than I imagined)

Warning(s): none i dont think ?

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The final buzzer echoed throughout the half full arena, signalling the end of the 2020-2021 Flyers season. I wait a few minutes up in the press box, surrounded by all the other family members and WAGS. We all watch the players give their final appreciations to the loyal fans in the stadium and make their way through the tunnel.

I let out a little sigh when I saw everyone else in the room start making their way out the door and to the locker room. I take one more final moment to take in all my surroundings before we all leave this place for a good few months. I watch the few remaining fans weave their way through the seats, the zambonis making their way onto the ice, and the janitors getting a head start on cleaning.

“Hey a/n, you coming?” Ryanne, one of my closest friends and the captain's wife, asks.

“Yeah, yeah. Sorry.” I sheepishly rush out as I rise from my seat to meet her at the doorway. She gives me a knowing smile before leading the way down to the locker room.

When we finally make it down there, a few of the guys have already started making their way out. Claude is one of them, and as he comes over he gives me a half smile trying to put on a brave face. I give him a quick hug and assure him,

“Great season cap.”

“Thanks y/n.” He gives me a genuine smile at that and another pat on the back before making his way over to his family.

I wait patiently for my boy to make his way out, and occasionally give a few of the other guys hugs and reassurances. Finally, I see Kevin walk through the locker room door trailing behind Nolan Patrick, who both make their way over once they spot me in the crowd. Nolan makes his way over to me first and says a quiet “hey” before going in for a much needed hug.

I don’t say much except for the standard, “I’m proud of you”, “you played great,” and give him a few back rubs. But once I see my boyfriend finally make his way over here, I give Nolan one last smile before wrapping my arms around Kevin’s neck and pulling him as close to me as possible. He immediately buries his head into the crook of my neck, where I notice a few wet spots hit my skin. I bring my hand up to tangle in his hair and soothe sweet nothings into his ear to try and calm him down.

“I love you so much Kev. No matter what happens or how the season ended, I am always going to be so incredibly proud of you.” I reassured softly, giving his shoulder a few sporadic kisses.

He eventually pulls away clearing his throat and gives me a gentle smile. He brings me in for a sweet kiss that tells me all I need to know. That he appreciates me and my words, and that he’s going to be okay.

“Hayesy, you two coming out with us?” Scott questions us, giving me a quick smile before bringing his attention back to my boyfriend.

“Nah we’re gonna have to pass on this one, sorry.” He answers, giving me a knowing look.

“No problem. See you soon bud. Bye y/n.” Scott gives Kevin a little pat on the back and me a quick hug and then makes his way out of the arena with his girlfriend and the rest of the group who are going out.

Now Kevin and I have always had a tradition that we started back when he was still playing with the Rangers. After a particularly tough game for Kev, he didn’t want to go out with the team, but he also didn’t want to go back home and sulk. So, on our way home from the game, we ended up coming across this diner. We went in, got some food, talked for hours, and we shared a milkshake. We always share a milkshake. Even though it is not technically on Kevin’s diet plan for hockey, it is a comfort food (and if we’re being honest, I drink more than half of it most of the time anyway) but it always seems to do the trick of making the night a little bit better. Now after games, Kevin just needs to give me one simple look, and I know right away that it’s a diner night.

I grab ahold of Kevin’s hand and wait for him to grab his hockey bag before trekking through the Wells Fargo Center and out to the parking lot. We got lucky that when we moved to Philly, we straight away found a cute little diner like 10 minutes from the stadium. So as soon as Kev’s bags are in the trunk and we are both situated in our seats, I start the engine and make my way towards one of our favorite spots.

Luckily when we arrive, there are barely any other customers so we get seated right away. Our waiter, Sally, waltz’s right over to us with her ever present grin.

“Hey you two. It’s good to see you again!” She greets us. Sally was our waiter the first time that we came here and right away warmed our hearts with her happy go lucky personality and charming presence. And every time we came here again, she always walked straight over to our table to greet us and get our usual order. She has been a huge part of making this place such a great escape.

Kevin’s face brightens up with Sally’s presence and he replies back, “It’s good to see you too Sally. How are the kids?”

“Oh they’re great hun. Thanks for asking.” She beams. “Can I get you guys your usual?”

“Yes please.” I smiled at her. Sally nods back and makes her way into the kitchen to place our order.

I bring my attention back to my boyfriend to find him already with his eyes on me. He intertwined our hands together, and even brought one of them up to his lips to give a little kiss.

“Thank you for being here with me.” He confided.

“Of course Kev. I meant what I said earlier. I am so so proud of you and of everything that you accomplished this season.” I declared back.

Before he could say anything else, Sally arrived back at our table with our order.

“Here you are darlin’s. A chocolate milkshake. With two straws.” She gave me a quick wink before retreating behind the diner counter.

“You know you’re seasons technically over… so we could have both gotten our own milkshakes. I wouldn’t have told anyone.” I tease a little.

Kevin scoffs a little before retorting back, “You’re only saying that because you just want an entire milkshake to yourself.”

I let out a giggle and gave him a shrug before taking the first sip of the chocolate heaven.

“I’m just kidding Kev. I wouldn’t change our tradition for the world.” I genuinely smile back at him.

Kevin is silent for a moment and just continues to stare at me as I [religiously] sip the chocolate milkshake.

“You know I love you right?” Kevin claimed.

I pause mid-sip to look back up at him. My face softens at the fondness I see on his face and I go to give his hand a quick squeeze.

“Of course. I love you too.”

“C'mere.” He smirks at me, beckoning me to meet him halfway across the table. Our lips meet into a passionate kiss that speaks volumes on how we are both feeling at this exact moment. There is absolutely no one else either of us would rather be here with at this moment, in a tiny little diner pouring our hearts out to each other after the Flyers season just ended.

From New York, to Winnipeg, to now Philadelphia. No matter where we both are, as long as we have each other, then that’s all we need. But Sally and this chocolate milkshake are a great bonus.

“Mhm, that’s good.” Kev mumbles against my lips as he pulls away.

I chuckle confusedly and raise my eyebrows up at him before asking, “What, my lips?”

“Nah, the milkshake. You taste like it.”

Now I am full on cackling in this tiny diner, causing every head to turn in our direction. Out of the corner of my eye I see Sally smiling from ear to ear watching us.

I shake my head at my ridiculous boyfriend, who is now practically gulping down sips of the milkshake and I bemusedly reflect,

“God, I love you so much.”

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[youngbeezer]

hey for the tiktok prompts, can you do dylan cozens for the stargazing one

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Prompt-- 3. Stargazing on top of a car (w Dylan Cozens)

A/N: Here's another blurb from the 14 oddly romantic things blurb set. I personally love to stargaze so much so I had a lot of fun writing this one!

Thanks for requesting this, hope you like it :)

Word Count: 1037

Warning(s): none super fluffy!

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“I’m bored.”

I flip my body around to lay stomach down on top of my boyfriend. Resting my arms on his chest I pout at him and whine out, “What can we do?”

“What’d you mean ‘what can we do?’ Aren’t we doing something right now?” He voiced back, while bringing his hand to rub small circles along my shoulder blade.

I huff. “We have literally been laying on the couch for 3 hours watching reruns of a show that we have both seen multiple times.”

“Yeah, what’s wrong with that?” Dylan smirks down at me.

“It’s boring.” I whine out once again, this time dragging out the ‘g’ to add more emphasis.

Dylan smiles a little at my dramatics. He thinks for a moment before offering out, “Wanna go for a drive?”

I immediately leap off the couch and cheer out, “Yes.”

Going for a late night drive has sort of become one of Dylan and I’s favorite activities to do together. It’s such a simple thing to do, but we both love it and we love just spending that time together enjoying the simple things in life. Most of the time we just listen to our playlist we made for our late night drives with the windows down and the wind blowing through our hair. Other times we get food and park at a nice viewpoint and eat and talk for hours. A few times it may have led to us just making out and moving to the backseat…

Excitedly, I go throw on my sneakers and one of Dylan’s Sabres hoodies. I take a quick peak in the pantry and grab the party-size bag of gummy bears I bought just for this occasion. I walk back to the front entry hall to find Dylan already waiting there with his keys in hand. He laughs when he sees the gigantic bag of gummy bears I have in my hand and reaches out for my other hand before leading us out the door of his apartment and to the parking garage where his car resides.

Usually we never really have a destination in mind and kind of just drive around aimlessly until we find something interesting. But tonight it looks like Dylan has other plans as I watch him type something out into his GPS.

“Where are we going?” I ask curiously.

Doing that hot thing that guys do while backing out, a tiny smirk forms on Dylan’s lips as he replies, “It’s a surprise.”

Feeling a little intrigued, I let him have his fun and don’t pry for more answers. I plug my phone into the aux cord and go straight to our playlist titled ‘late night drives’ while Dylan rolls down all the windows. Once we make it onto the main roads, Dylan moves to only one hand on the steering wheel, while the other migrates to it’s usual spot on my thigh.

We simply bask in each other’s company while softly humming along to the music on the radio (and eating gummy bears).

We are driving for about twenty minutes before Dylan is slowing down and pulling into an empty parking lot near what looks like a lake. Dylan puts the car into park and turns the car's engine off, making me confused. He notices my expression and pats me lightly on the thigh before getting out of the car and making his way over to my side and opening the door for me.

“C’mon.” He takes my hand, helping me out of the car, and walks to the front hood. He grins at my face and gives me a quick little peck and mutters against my lips, “Look up.”

I do as I am told and am immediately greeted with the sight of thousands of shining stars staring back at me. It was overwhelming seeing how many stars were apparent in the night sky, but at the same time I still tried to count every single one of them with a child awed stare. There is something about stars that makes you just want to gaze at every single one of them in awe and wonder. Dylan seemed to notice the awestruck look on my face and smiles proudly to himself, while never taking his eyes off of me.

I feel his heated gaze on me and look over at him with that same gigantic smile still on my face. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“You’re just… amazing.” He grinned.

I’m hoping the darkness of the night hides the immediate blush that coats my cheeks at his words. I then get an idea, so I tug out of Dylan’s hand and boost myself up onto the hood of the car and start climbing my way to the top.

“Wah-- Baby you’re gonna dent the hood of my car.” Dylan whines.

“No I’m not. It’s fine.” I roll my eyes at my pouty boyfriend. I sit down on the very top of the car and look down at Dylan and motion for him to join him. “C’mon. Come up here. And bring the gummy bears!” I add.

He seems a little hesitant to follow my movements, but when he looks up again and notices me giving him the puppy dog eyes, he straight away hops onto the hood, caving in. I make grabby hands at him when he finally makes his way to the top. He chuckles at me and goes to wrap his arms around me as we both move to lay down.

Once again we just bask in the feeling of being in each other’s arms and company while we stare up into the starry night sky. It’s so easy to get caught up in all the mundane problems in life and forget about the simplistic things that can make you happy. There is also something that makes stargazing seem so deeply romantic. Just being able to disconnect from the outside world and realize how little we actually are compared to the thousands of stars and galaxies that surround us. And yet, we managed to find one another, and fall in love.

I snuggle even more into Dylan feeling so content and happy where I am right now and whisper out the words,

“I love you.”

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[youngbeezer]

kissing in the rain with alex turcotte

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Prompt -- 1. Kissing in the rain (w Alex Turcotte)

A/N: Here's another blurb from the 14 oddly romantic things blurb set. This one was very fun to write!

Thanks for requesting this, hope you like it :)

Word Count: 977

Warning(s): A curse word maybe I forget, but other than that just super fluffy!

“I have been in Los freaking Angeles for three days, and you have not taken me to the beach once. What’s that all about?” I pointed out to my best friend.

If you couldn’t tell by now, I am currently visiting my best friend Alex in LA this week. We are just your typical best friends who grew next door to each other and literally did everything together. Oh yeah, and I may or may not be in love with him…

I think I realized I was in love with him when he left to go play hockey at the NTDP in Michigan. We went from literally doing everything together, to only being able to communicate through a screen. We still got to see each other in the summers and I did visit once or twice, but it was always bittersweet knowing that I got to see him in person just to then see him leave all over again. It was also hard to not just blurt out how I feel about him every time I saw him in person. That is now my current predicament during this trip. I think I have almost blurted out ‘I love you’ to him like twenty times, and I’ve only been here three days.

I’m snapped out of my thoughts by the sound of Alex chuckling.

“You hate the beach.” He chimed in.

“I hate the sand. And, besides.. I feel like California sand is so much better.” I expressed back.

He sarcastically rolled his eyes at me and replied back, “Alright. Well let’s go now, I think it might rain later.”

“Does it even rain in LA?”

“Oh my god let’s go.”

….

“I felt a raindrop”

I reach over to Alex’s towel and lightly smack him on the arm. “Shut up, no you didn’t”

He gives me a little pout and whines out, “Okay well I’m bored,” drawing out the ‘r’ for more effect.

“We’ve been here for like 15 minutes. I haven’t even gotten through one chapter of my book yet!” I replied incredulously. I decide to flip over onto my stomach to get into a better position to read my book in. Noticing Alex’s silence, I look back over to him to find him already with his eyes on me. I immediately start to blush under his gaze before stammering out,

“Why are you staring at me like that?”

It’s like he snaps out of a trance at my words. He clears his throat before asking, “Can we at least go in the water?” Completely ignoring my question.

“No I wanna at least finish this chap-”

I abruptly stop my sentence when I see Alex jump up and make his way towards me.

“No! No stop, I swear to God Alex.” I warn.

My pleas do nothing to slow him down because next thing I know I’m being thrown over his shoulder.

“Put me down Lex.” I whine.

“Sorry, not gonna happen babe.” I try to ignore the tingly feeling that shoots through my whole body at the nickname he used. Once again I’m taken out of my jumbled thoughts when I feel a drop of wetness hit the back of my thigh. I look up to notice that we are still nowhere near the ocean yet.

“Wait! Wait, wait. I think I felt a raindrop.”

He halts his movements at my words and looks up at the sky. He slowly sets me back onto the ground while mumbling out, “Yeah, I don’t think those dark clouds were there earlier.”

Next thing I knew it was absolutely down pouring.

I let out a little shriek at the unexpected raindrops that first hit my skin. I look up to find Alex smiling at me and I let out a little chuckle.

“Told you.” He gloated, screaming a little to be heard over the loud pouring rain.

I let out another chuckle. I throw my arms up and look up into the sky letting the rain droplets cascade down my face. A smile overtakes my face as the rain cools my body on this warm day. I slowly start spinning around, taking in all my surroundings. I notice the elderly couple who were sitting a few feet away from us huddled under an umbrella (old people are always so prepared); the group of teenagers sprinting into the streets trying to find shelter; and families with children who are running around splashing and having a blast in the rain.

I spin all the way back around to face Alex with a huge grin still overtaking my face. I go to say something but am cut off as Alex blurts out,

“I love you.”

I freeze.

“I love you.” He says much more softly now, making his way over to me. “God, I’ve loved you since we were like fourteen years old. I didn’t want to scare you away or ruin this friendship-- because meeting you has been one of the best things that has happened to me-- but I just can’t hold onto it anymore. I had to let you know how I feel--”

“Shut up and kiss me.”

Guess he didn’t need to be told twice because the next second Alex is crashing his lips onto mine. They work in perfect synchrony like we were molded for each other.

I’ve pictured this exact moment happening dozens of times, but nothing would have prepared me for the feeling it gave me. Knowing that Alex had the same feelings for me this entire time was definitely bittersweet, but at that moment I could care less and I savored every second our lips moved as one.

It’s like we were lost in a bubble of time and space, completely forgetting about the heavy waterfalls.

Moving my hands to his neck, I reluctantly break our lips apart and breathed out,

“I love you too.”

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[youngbeezer]

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Prompt-- 4. Making playlists for each other (w Joel Farabee)

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Requested; yes / no

A/N: here is the final blurb (and i think my favorite!) for the 14 oddly romantic things blurb set! i had so much fun writing all of these; and if you havent already, go check out all my other blurbs that i have finished and tell me what you think! requests are opened so if you have any fic ideas or prompts you would like me to write,, hit up my inbox!

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Word Count: 890

Warning(s): a few curse words

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“Hey babe?”

“Hm?” I acknowledged my boyfriend, not taking my eyes away from the recipe, to make sure I didn’t forget any ingredients.

“We should make playlists for each other.”

This time, I do take my eyes off of the list to meet my gaze with Joel’s. I raise my eyebrows and give him a confused stare on his sudden suggestion. “Sorry?”

Joel walks to the other side of the island to rest his forearms on the marble countertop. “Playlists. Like I’ll make a playlist of songs that remind me of you and vice versa.” He shyly meets my gaze.

Still a little confused, I question further, “What made you think of this idea?”

He gives me a shrug and goes to steal a piece of the new brownies I just made. I lightly smack his head away which Joel lets out a little whine over.

“I don’t know. I like music. You like music. I thought it would be… cute.” He says the word cute so delicately, like he was embarrassed of even saying it out loud.

“Aw Bee!” I grin at my flustered boyfriend.

He shakes his head, letting out a breathy chuckle. “Damn. I can’t believe I really just said that.”

I throw my head back in laughter and make my way to the other side of the island. I wrap my arms around Joel’s torso before informing him, “Aw I think it’s a great idea bubs.” I pause and directly stare into his eyes with a fake serious look and continue, “But I swear, there better not be all rap music on mine.”

He scoffs and jokingly pushes me away. “Yeah and yours better not be just all Taylor Swift and country love songs.”

“I can’t help that I’m a hopeless romantic!”

Joel laughs and brings me back into my arms, giving my cheek a big smooch. I giggle when he continues to give my cheek sloppy little kisses that tickle.

“I’m definitely adding ‘Thot Shit’ to your playlist.” He murmurs into my ear.

My giggles soon turn into a full on belly laugh as I push Joel’s face away and go back to finishing up my brownies I was making earlier. He gives my ass a smack as I walk away and throws me a wink when I turn back to him with an incredulous look. I roll my eyes at my boyfriend and mumble out, “You’re insufferable.”

Joel wiggles his eyebrows at me as he walks backwards out of the kitchen. “You’re so in love with me.” He claims, right before he disappears out of my line of sight.

I smile to myself as I remove the brownies from the pan and onto the cooling rack.

“That I am.” I whisper to myself.

(...)

Over the next few days Joel and I are constantly adding songs to each other’s playlists. Whether it be songs that remind us of each other, or songs that spark happy memories between us-- or in one case where Joel and I were strolling through a park one day and I commented on the pretty sunflowers we saw; and Joel immediately went and added the song ‘Sunflower’ by Post Malone & Swae Lee. We both ended up taking this very seriously, and eventually it sort of became a game to see who can impress the other more.

“Joel. Did you really add ‘Hips don't lie’?”

I hear my boyfriend snort from the other room. “Sorry babe, I couldn’t resist.”

I shake my head at his antics and decide to go join him on the couch. He maneuvers himself on the couch so that there is room for me to lay as the little spoon against his body. Joel wraps his arms around me to pull me as close as possible. He buries his head into my neck, leaving feather light kisses there.

“You can delete it off of there. I was only joking.” He mumbles into my hair.

I crane my neck a little to be able to look up at Joel and exclaim, “So you don’t really think my hips are sexy?”

He almost looks offended at my question and tuts back, “Babe. I think everything about you is sexy.”

I smile, content with his answer and lean in to give him a peck on his lips. He whines a little when he realizes he’s only getting a peck and tries to follow after my retreating lips, but I voice out instead, “You know making playlists for each other was actually a great idea. I had fun doing it.”

“Me too.” He gives me one of his real smiles that I absolutely love so much. “I love you.”

“I love you too Bee.” Leaning in once again, this time I give him a real kiss. He makes a noise of approval that rumbles through my whole body. Catching me off guard, Joel is able to then slip his tongue inside my mouth, deepening the kiss.

Before it can get too heated, I reluctantly pull away to catch my breath. I see a little smirk forming on Joel’s face as his eyes keep switching between meeting my gaze and staring at my lips.

“Still think I’m insufferable?” He smirked, referencing my comment from earlier in the week. I playfully roll my eyes at my boyfriend and turn my body fully around again to face the TV.

“Yup.”

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number 5 for the tiktok thing with jon toews?

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Prompt-- 5. Running into each other's arms after not seeing them for awhile (w Jonathan Toews)

A/N: Here's another blurb from the 14 oddly romantic things blurb set. I only have one more after this, so this series(?) is coming to an end. I have enjoyed writing all of these sm! Welcome back captain serious!!!

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Word Count: 1345 (these have been so long lately idk whats going on)

Warning(s): mentions of his illness(?), but other than that i dont think any!

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The sound of my phone’s ringtone awakens me from my deep slumber. It takes me a few moments to come to my senses and to rub the sleep out of my eyes, and once I am able to recognize my surroundings, I realize that I am once again waking up to a cold and empty apartment. It’s been the same feeling for almost the past four months.

Like usual, after last year’s NHL season ended, Jonathan and I went back to Winnipeg to spend our summers there in his hometown with family and friends. But this time, when I went back to Chicago for work in mid September, Jon did not come back with me.

During December, he started to experience these symptoms that left him feeling drained and lethargic. So, after seeing multiple doctors, Jon thought it was best to stay back at home to try and better understand his condition and get his health back on track.

Unfortunately, my job as a teacher was still in Chicago and needed me back right away, thus preventing me from staying in Winnipeg with Jonathan during this difficult time for him. It was definitely hard on our relationship being so far from each other, especially since Jon was sick and I couldn’t be there for him. But, we talked everyday and we both are very comfortable in where we are in our relationship, so we made it work.

So far, Jon does not know much on when he will be back in Chicago, and right now it is starting to seem like the next time I’ll be able to see him is when the school year is over and I am able to go back to his hometown.

I am brought out of my jumbled thoughts when my ringtone goes off once more signaling I have a text notification. I reach over to my bedside table to retrieve my phone off of the charger.

‘Good morning, beautiful.’

‘Hope you have a great day, say hi to all your kids for me.’

‘Love and miss you.’

I let out a sigh and go to wipe off the few tears that I feel running down my cheeks. Coming up on that four month mark has been extra hard lately. I miss waking up to his lazy morning kisses along my back. I miss the way we move in perfect harmony when we are doing our morning routines in the bathroom. I miss his goodbye kiss he gives me every day before going to practice. I miss everything about him. I also feel like such a bad girlfriend not being able to be there in support and to take care of him when he has been dealing with such a scary and unknown illness.

I wipe off the few remaining tears lingering on my cheeks and go to text back my boyfriend.

‘Love and miss you too! I’ll call you on my lunch break xx.’

I go to get ready for my day since I have to be at the school by 8:00 AM and it is already nearing 7:15. I take a quick shower and quickly blow dry my hair. I make a quick pitstop to check my phone and find another message from Jon.

‘Sorry baby, I think I have a doctor’s appointment during your lunch break.’

‘I’ll talk to you later, love you.’

I frown a little at his message. First, I worry that he has another doctor’s appointment-- since last time I heard, he was getting better; and I also frown at the idea of having to wait all day until I can hear his voice.

Today’s gonna be a long day…

(...)

Today was a long day.

First, I forgot to bring in the worksheets I printed out last night for my lesson plan so I had to switch everything around. Then, one of my students scraped their knee during recess so I had to take care of them and bring them to the nurse’s office, thus making me miss out on my lunch break (where I wouldn’t have been able to even talk to Jon anyway). And now, I am putting bandages on the back of my heels where my wedges gave me blisters. For some reason, I thought it would be a good idea to look cute today instead of being practical since I walk around and stand all day long.

My students were just dismissed, so I am currently just organizing everything that I’ll need to have ready for tomorrow. Once I finish up, I gather all my belongings and start making my way out of the classroom. I make sure to say good night to my favorite security guard before trekking to the parking lot.

When I make it out of the school building, I immediately go to take off my wedges. As I look back up in search of my car, I stop dead in my tracks.

Standing in front of my car, with my favorite flowers in his hand, is Jonathan.

Everything that was once in my hands has now clattered to the ground as my hands instinctively move to cover my mouth in both shock and excitement. Tears start to gather in my eyes as Jonathan gives me a huge smile.

Once the initial shock wears off and I realize it is actually my Jonathan standing right before me in person, I let out a little squeal and start jogging over to him. He sets the flowers on the hood of my car as I get closer and opens his arms to welcome my body.

He stumbles back a little when I jump into his arms, but he quickly recovers with a breathy laugh and by tightening his arms even more around my torso. As his arms wrapped around me, tears flowed freely.

“Oh my god. You’re really here.” I cried out, clinging onto him in fear that this was all a dream and he would soon disappear.

“I’m here baby. I’m right here.” He soothed into my ear, running his fingers through my hair.

At this point I felt like I was just uncontrollably sobbing. All the pain and loneliness of being apart, and the stress of not fully knowing how he was feeling and doing-- all of it is over now.

“Hey, y/n-- baby, please stop crying.” He shushed into my ear, trying to calm me down.

“I missed you so much.” I hiccup out. I pull away a little from his embrace to instead cup my hands around his neck to get a good look at him. “You look so good.”

Before I can ramble even more, Jonathan leans in and kisses me. Our bodies pressed together and our lips molded as though we were never apart. His lips were softer than I remember and tasted sweet against my own. I could feel his breath tickle beneath my nose as my left hand moved from his neck to his head to card my fingers through his hair.

It eventually started to grow sloppy as both of us could not contain our smiles any longer. I let out a little giggle when our teeth clack once more which prompts us to break apart from each other-- but not before Jonathan gives my nose one last peck.

“I love you so much.” I breathed out.

“I love you too.” He beamed back. “Let’s go pick up all your stuff in the middle of the road, eh.”

I look back at my belongings, totally forgetting that I dropped everything when I first saw Jonathan. We both make our way over there and gather all my stuff up before making our way back to my car.

Jonathan’s hands card through mine, giving it a little squeeze before mumbling out,

“It’s good to be back home.”

I smile but raise my eyebrows just a little up at him and ask, “I’m glad you are too, but isn’t Winnipeg technically you’re home?”

He gives me one last little peck before murmuring against my lips,

“Wherever you are is my home.”

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May i please have a hurt/comfort fic with jujhar khaira? Like the reader got yelled at by their boss and is upset about it? That man is so damn beautiful and I want him to COMFORT ME DAMN IT 💀

A/N: oh my gosh anon im so sorry this literally took me forever to finish. life has started to catch up to me a little so i havent had much time to write (also had very little motivation), but here it is,,,

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Word Count: 1177

Warning(s): curse words, toxic work environment, i also dont know that much about jujhar so i hope i portrayed him okay!!!

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I try to hold back on the lingering tears that threaten to spill out as I make my way back to my office cubicle. I just got out of one of the worst meetings I think I have ever taken part in. My boss gave me a total chewing out in front of some of our higher board members, totally embarrassing me and making me look like a horrible employee. He also gave me such an unrealistic expectation for an assignment that he wants me to have finished by tomorrow morning.

Once I tried explaining how unreasonable that was (in the most polite way possible), he then went on to go around the entire table and point out how much better every other employee is compared to me.

So yeah. My day’s been complete shit.

The thing is though, my boss is just a sexist, misogynistic man. I work my ass off every single day I am in this office, finishing all my work on time, putting in extra hours, and even making stupid coffee runs for the board members (filled with all men). But nothing I do seems to make my boss happy.

I shield my face with my hair when my coworkers walk past me. I can hear their hushed whispers and feel their judgmental stares piercing through me. I let out a huff when they walk away and start counting down the seconds until I get to leave this hellhole.

And as soon as that clock hits 4:00PM, I grab my purse and practically sprint out of there.

When I get far enough away from the building, the waterworks begin. And they don’t stop even when I pull into the driveway of the apartment I share with my boyfriend.

And it seems like the tears blurred my vision enough that I totally didn’t notice that Jujhar’s car was in the lot, since as soon as I opened the door I am startled to find my boyfriend lounging on the couch.

It seems as if I alarmed him as well when I unintentionally slammed the door behind me, since he’s immediately making his way to my side.

“What happened?!” Jujhar panicked, grabbing a hold of my tear stricken face to make sure I wasn’t hurt at all.

A little scowl crosses my face when the thought of my horrible day passes through my mind again. “I hate my boss.” I pout out.

Jujhar’s face hardened at my words before he questioned, “What did he do this time?”

“He completely embarrassed me in front of all the board members and made me look like a worthless employee.”

“What a dick.” I hear Jujhar mutter underneath his breath. He squeezes my shoulders reassuringly before leading me into our bedroom. “Why don’t you get changed into some comfy clothes and come back into the living room and we can talk a little more about everything. Or we could just watch a movie or something if you aren’t up to talking.”

I bring him into a much needed hug and sigh contently in his arms. “Ok. I’ll be right out.”

Jujhar gives me a reassuring smile as he makes his way out of the bedroom to let me change.

After changing into a pair of sleep shorts and one of Jujhar’s Oilers sweatshirts, I make my way back into the living room and flop down into the seat next to my boyfriend. He puts his arm around my shoulder and pulls me closer into his body.

“Wanna talk about it?” He cautions, running his fingers gently across my back.

I let out a sigh and relaxed forward into Jujhar’s body before responding. “I just don’t know what to do. Nothing I do is ever right and I feel like I am just wasting my talent since it’s obviously not appreciated there.”

Jujhar lets me go on my little rant and waits until I am fully finished to respond. He makes sure to look me directly in the eye when he voices out,

“Fuck them.”

I can’t help but let out a little snort at my boyfriend’s abrupt answer. He laughs along a little before sputtering out, “I’m serious! If they can’t see how amazing and hardworking you are, then fuck them. Seriously babe. You are the smartest and most beautiful woman I have ever met, and you do not deserve to be treated like that and have your talent be wasted away in that hellhole.”

I rest my head on Jujhar’s shoulder and question out, “So, what do I do?”

“Quit.”

That gains my attention, and my head snaps right back up to give my boyfriend wide eyes. “I can’t just quit.” I gaped.

“Why not? The work environment is so toxic and you hate it there. And you said it yourself that you feel like your talent and hardwork is being undermined. So why not quit and we can find a place that will suit and better appreciate you.” He says it so calmly and determinedly that it actually makes me think that I should just go for it.

“What if I can’t find another job quickly?” I worry. I don’t want him to think that I am going to become dependable on him and take advantage of his hard worked for money.

He gives me a little smile, seemingly knowing what I am thinking. “Babe you do not have to worry about that. I want you to take your time in finding the job that you think will best suit you. No matter what, I am going to be right here by your side.”

Once more, tears threaten to spill from my eyes. But this time they are tears of happiness and admiration for the man sitting in front of me.

“You know I love you right?”

Jujhar just smiles in return and leans in closer to bring our lips together. The kiss is sweet and gentle, just like the moment we just shared. It lets him know just how grateful I am for his kind words and having someone like him in my life. Jujhar always knows exactly what to say to make me feel better and get my emotions back on track.

When our lips break apart, I rest my forehead on his to keep in close proximity, while also knowing there are no other words that need to be spoken at this moment.

It’s definitely a scary thought to quit that job that I have stuck with for the past two years and start moving onto new things. But these new things are going to hopefully be bigger and better and will work out to be more beneficial for the future. And knowing that I am going to have Jujhar right here by my side the entire time makes it all seem a little less scary.

“I love you too.” Jujhar whispers out, our foreheads still resting against each other.

I take one ast deep breath before putting some distance between our bodies. I give him a giant grin and mused, “Let’s do this.”

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