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@makeit-takeit tagged me for WIP week, and how could I fail to oblige! (Well, except for how I did fail yesterday, but we're fixing that today.) I'm not really following the prompts, but in honor of the prompt I missed yesterday for your oldest WIP, here's the oldest WIP I'm still actively planning to finish at some point: Mitch/Auston in the Where You Lead 'verse, where Mitch is a dom that everyone (mostly his dad) thinks is a sub.
One of Mitchâs earliest memories of the whole sub thing is driving back from a game with his dad, sometime in elementary school. His dad seems mad, which probably means Mitch did something wrong on the ice he doesnât know about. Mitch stays quiet; itâs always better to let his dad talk first at times like this.
It takes his dad a while to come out with it, and when he does, itâs not anything like Mitch expected. âThat Schuyler kid,â his dad says. âWatch out for him. Donât let him make you sit like that again.â
âLike what?â Mitch asks. He doesnât remember sitting anywhere weird. He was just, you know, on the bench like always when he wasnât playing. Sometimes his dad is mad when heâs not on the ice enoughâbut he played a lot today. His dad canât be mad about that.
âYou know,â his dad says, and makes a couple of incomprehensible gestures. âWith your head on his shoulder,â he spits out finally.
Oh. Mitch did sit like that. âEvan didnât make me,â he says. Mitch was just being friendly. He likes Evan.
âThatâs even worse,â his dad says. âYou have to promise me you wonât do that with anyone else from now on. Especially no one on your hockey teams.â
âOkay,â Mitch says, though he doesnât get what the big deal is. His dad is always on him about correct posture at homeâbut he never gets mad at him for getting cuddly with Chris, or with their mom. He didnât know this was one of the rules, but he guesses he can follow it, now that he knows.
âGood.â His dad looks over at him for a moment, at a red light, and then shakes his head. âGod, itâs going to be so difficult to get you into the NHL if you turn out to be a sub.â
Mitch bites his lip. He doesnât know what that even means, really, except that itâs what his mom is and his dad isnât. But he wants to get to the NHL more than anything, so heâll do whatever he needs to to make that happen. Changing the way he sits with his friends isnât such a big deal, compared to that.
***
They do the assessment in sixth grade. Mitchâs dad starts practicing with him a whole month ahead of time. âYou canât just say whatever you think,â he says to Mitch, over and over. âItâs important to give the right answers, just like with science or math.â
âI know,â Mitch says, every time. Heâs heard his dad say enough times why this test matters. The thing is, he doesnât get why his dad is so worried. The answers just donât seem that hard. Like, obviously Mitch likes it better when he gets to choose where he goes and what he does instead of having someone else tell him. He doesnât get to do that very often, because heâs a kid, but itâs obviously the better option. And praise, okay, he likes it when people say nice things about him, who doesnât, but he doesnât do things for that. He tries hard at stuff because he wants to be awesome at itâor because he doesnât really have a choice, but again, the first thing is better. It just doesnât seem like something he should need to be taught.
The thing about fighting, though. He and his dad spend a long time on that one. âBut I donât like fighting people,â Mitch says.
âIt doesnât matter,â his dad says. âYou need to say that you do.â
âThatâs stupid,â Mitch says. Thereâs nothing fun about fighting. Even when the other guy is being annoying; like, whatâs the point?
His dad sighs. âHow about this,â he says when theyâve been going around on it for a while. âYou like pushing back against people when they do things you donât like. Pushing back. Can you say that?â
âOkay, fine,â Mitch says. He doesnât mind saying stuff thatâs true. He just didnât like the answer about fighting, thatâs all.
The assessment is a double-sided piece of paper with lots of room for answers. Mitch starts by writing down what his dad taught him, kind of bored after all the times his dad made him practice, but by halfway down the page heâs starting to feel gross about it. He knows it doesnât really matter what he puts down on this piece of paper, as long as he gets classified as a dom. But still. These arenât his words. Itâs just annoying, writing this stuff and knowing he's doing it because his dad told him to.
He ends up mixing it up a little near the end. One of the last questions asks whether he ever feels like it would be nice to fall to his knees sometimes. Nah Iâd probably hurt my knees, he says, which isnât what his dad told him to say. His dad had a whole answer about not liking being powerless, wanting to stay in a position where he can move freelyâand that answer was fine, whatever, but Mitch likes his better. Itâs funnier.
Heâs a little on-edge about it after, but evidently it must not mess anything up that badly, because his results come back as a dom. âGood job,â his dad says, looking at the envelope Mitch brought home from school. And then, âHang on, whatâs this last answer? Thatâs not what we talked about.â
Shit. Mitch didnât know they were going to give his dad the actual assessment. âWhat does it matter? Iâm still a dom.â
His dadâs eyes come up, angry. âYou canât be cavalier about things like this,â he says, and the result is that Mitch is grounded that weekend from everything but hockey. But, whatever, hockey is most of the weekend anyway. Mitch hangs out in his room on Saturday after getting back from the rink instead of going outside with Chris, and it sucks a little, but when he thinks about that answer he still feels good. His dad always wants to be in control of everything. Itâs worth a little grounding, to have gotten one over on him for once.
Contact name changed from âMarns đśâ to âMitch Marnerâ
Contact removed from Favorites
or: Mitch's move to Vegas, as seen through Auston's texts, internet search history, and mailbox
i really saw an angsty situation irl and went "so how do i make it Worse?"
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Years after a combination of injuries and emotions caused Mitch Marner and Connor McDavid to disappear from the hockey world right before their Draft, a down-on-his-luck Mitch enters into a transactional relationship with a rich guy online. When they meet face to face, though, the last person he expects is the Toronto Maple Leafs' star player, Auston Matthews.
It's a pretty sweet gig at first, but Mitch can't ignore his feelings forever.
Chapter 1/5 now on AO3!
This fic takes place in late November/December 2018! I wrote the first half in 2022! I am FINALLY posting it now! Idk! Enjoy!