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jack's dinner slowly grows cold as he listens to the soft thuds and bangs from next door. his brother luke sits beside him, slurping up the food they bought from the local chinese place down the road.
"are you gonna eat or no?" luke asks, setting his fork in his empty bowl and getting up, placing the dirty dishes in the sink. "your foods gonna be cold."
jack sighs, looking down at the room temperature chicken. "i'm just trying to figure out what's going on over there...did mrs. morgan move out?"
luke hums, thinking about it. "i think so. i saw her son moving some boxes the other day." he moves to sit back down across jack, picking up his phone. "you should go see if they need help. sounds like they're struggling to do whatever it is they're doing. maybe they need help?" luke suggests, referring to the thuds against the wall and every so often the sound of something hitting the floor.
jack gets up to store his leftovers in the fridge, deciding to do what luke suggested, and go see whats going on next door. he slides on his sneakers, grabbing his keys and walking out of the door without a word.
the door to the neighbors apartment is open and he frowns, knocking on the open door. his heart pounds as he waits for a response, looking at all the empty boxes that are scattered across the apartment. the sound of rushing feet coming down the hallway catches his attention, and he looks to the left.
there she is, a girl in shorts and a tshirt, looking messy but somehow, still beautiful. shes breathing a little heavy, but walks over with a smile. "can i help you?" she asks, her voice kind and welcoming.
he stays in awed silent for so long that she raises her eyebrows, waving her hand infront of his face. he snaps out of it eventually, "oh uh, im jack. i live next door."
she smiles softly, her eyes warm with a hint of amusement as she sticks out her hand and tells him her name. "im just moving in. sorry for all the clatter, some of this stuff is not as easy to put up as they make it look on youtube..." she laughs akwardly.
"no, its alright. uh...do you need any help?" jack asks, his voice shaky.
"oh, no no. i couldnt bother you." she waves her hands dismissively, "im sure youre busy with something."
"no!" jack answers, almost too quickly. "ah, sorry. i mean, no, im not busy at all. unless you just don't want help?"
"well, i guess if youre not busy..." she steps aside, gesturing for him to come inside. "i was just in my bedroom trying to put together this bedframe. its decently easy, so if you want to start putting together my dresser, that would be such a big help."
he follows her to her bedroom, looking around the messy apartment. "yeah, i can do that. also, my brother isn't busy so if you want an extra set of hands, i can make him help us."
"actually...that would probably be great. i have an entertainment center in my living room that also needs to be put together." she smiles, sitting back down on the floor.
jack pulls out his phone to text luke, telling him to come over. in the meantime, he sits down on the floor and opens up the box of parts for the dresser. he hears the sound of footsteps a few minutes later, then lukes voice calling out his name.
he walks into the bedroom after a little direction, stopping in his tracks when he sees our new neighbor. "uh, hey. im luke." he says, shoving his hands in his pockets, "my brother said you needed my help?"
she nods, getting up and leading him back to the living room, the sound of laughter fills the hallway as she walks back a few minutes later. she sits back down, picking up the instruction manual for the bedframe shes almost done with.
jack tries to focus on the dresser, but his eyes cant help but wander over to her often. he breaks the silence, "so, where are you from?" his voice fills the quiet room.
"a small town in georgia, atlanta area. got a job here, so i kinda had to move..." she answers, screwing in some screws to the frame. "long drive, but i think it'll be worth it."
"what kind of job?" his tone is full of interest, "are you in college?
she laughs softly, "im in online school. but i got a job as a sports photographer for a hockey team. the...devils? i don't know much about hockey so this will surely be interesting."
jacks heart skips a beat at the mention of his team, his head lifting to look at her. "the new jersey devils? the nhl team?" he asks, voice full of disbelief.
"yeah, you a fan? maybe you can tell me about them. i was gonna start researching tonight but maybe you can tell me all i need to know!" she smiles, looking back up at jack. she stands, walking over and sitting down beside him. "i finished the bedframe. need some help with this?"
"yeah, sure." he scoots the instruction manual towards her. "well, the devils are...an interesting team. they've got an amazing captain, his name is nico. they also great goaltending and coaching." he begins, wondering how to tell her he plays for them. "when do you start?"
"taking photos? well, tomorrow after i meet the team. the coach said they have a practice tomorrow morning so i can start then." she says, picking up some boards.
tomorrow? oh, he's done for. it's not like jack can keep his job a secret forever. he sits in silence as they work together on the dresser, trying to calm his racing nerves. her voice cuts through the silence, "what kind of job do you have?' she asks curiosly. if she told him her job, why can't she know his?
jack swears he stopped breathing, looking over at her. she's completely oblivious, screwing some boards together. "i uh...i play hockey." jack answers, hoping she wont dig any deeper.
except she does. her eyes widen and her head lifts to look at him, "really? who for?" she asks excitedly.
jack swallows, "the devils..." he answers, hoping she won't put two and two together. and yet again, she does.
a smile graces her face, "are you serious? why didn't you say anything sooner?" she shifts to sit facing his direction more, turning her attention to him. "i would've found out eventually, you know."
jack laughs awkwardly, also turning to face her. "well, i didn't know if you'd believe me." he smiles.
"why wouldn't i believe you?" she tilts her head in question, "well, i guess its common sense to not believe everything someone says, especially if you've first met them."
jack laughs a little more casually, visibly relaxing at how casual she is about all this. "well, luke plays for the devils too." he says, pulling out his phone and showing her some pictures.
"wow!" her eyes widen in excitement, "that's a lot of players. its hard to tell who is who because of the helmets, though. is that one you?" she asks, pointing to a player. jack nods, smiling.
"if you want, i can give you a basic rundown of all my teammates?" jack suggests, beginning to point out players and tell her about them after she nods. he gives her a basic rundown of positions and rules, then about different teams.
the furniture sits for a while, still in pieces. luke walks in on them talking, but doesn't say anything. he watches them discuss hockey, noticing how comfortable jack seems with her. he stays quiet, amused at how easily they get along.
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time passes by and soon days turn into weeks, and weeks turn into months. jack and y/n haven't stopped talking once, always having something to discuss.
whether it be hockey, basketball, golf, food, work, whatever they can think of, they talk about. the words flow easily out of their mouths, and their actions are the same.
they hug, hold hands and even hold each other sometimes when the other has a rough day. nothing seemed any different, just the fact that they've both been holding back on their feelings.
jack knew from the moment y/n walked up to the open door and smiled at him. the way her eyes glistened and her cheeks chubbed from how happy she seemed to have the opportunity to make a new friend. her personality beamed with joy and pure, untamed rowdiness, like something he could definitely get along easily with.
y/n knew from the moment she walked up to the open door to she jack standing there awkwardly, his words coming out in stutters but his eyes full of kindness and warmth. the kind of warmth she had a deep longing for, the kind only one person sees.
neither of them knew it, but the flame lit right then and there, the flame of a candle untouched and left unopened. when it burns, it's unmanageable, filling the air with the scent of long awaited love.
and it stayed that way for months.
until luke had to open his stupid mouth.
jack was sent into a spiral, overthinking every action and word exchanged between the two of them.
every time she held his hand, was that a sign?
all the cuddles and late night conversations, was that a sign?
all the times they had comforted each other, was that a sign?
was it all a sign?
indeed it was.
jacks knuckles hit the wood of her apartment door, his heart beating and his mind racing with thoughts of what could possibly be happening. he's interrupted by the door swinging open, and the sweet sound of her voice.
"jack? it's 2:34 in the morning...what's the matter?" she asks, her eyes sleep ridden as she stands there awkwardly in her favorite pajamas. theres a line on her cheek from the pillow, must've been sleeping hard.
he pushes past her and into her apartment, turning around to look at her. "i don't know why i'm here. all i know is that i need you in my life. in more ways than just friends. i didn't even realize it until luke said something to me earlier, and i know it's early but y/n, i love you."
"jack, it's too late for this-" she begins, only to be cut off.
"no, it's not. because i haven't slept. and i know you were sleeping, but i need you to know this. every moment with you is one i won't ever forget. you're amazing. everything you do inspires me to be a better person and you are the person i want by side. i want to be with you, and i want to spend the rest of my life with you."
jacks words hang in the air, silent and tense. she takes a step forward, eyes wide and any traces of sleepiness gone. her words are soft,
"i love you too, jack." she says, having felt a little spark at the beginning, but having pushed it down in fear he didn't feel the same.
and the dam of jacks eyes breaks loose, tears flowing down his cheeks like they never have before. the weight of finding the one missing piece of the puzzle finally found, the complicated jigsaw puzzle of his life completed. he takes another step forward, wrapping his arms around her and holding onto her like his life depends on it.
and the two stayed inseparable forever, with their children becoming the same way with their future loved ones too. having learned from their parents that sometimes you have to put yourself out there to find someone. even if they only turn out to be a friend, it's likely someone you'll have for life.
Luke Hughes post game interview after New Jersey Devils game vs Canes 1/4/26 ….. scored two goals!!… for the opposing team… it’s okay we love you luke next ones our game
CW: Smut, a little aftercare at the end, unprotected sex, fem! Reader, p in v sex, oral fem! Recieving.
Word Count: 1.1k
Synopsis: When Jack sees that he has a new neighbor he decides he has to introduce himself. One thing leads to another and he ends up in your bed.
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You had moved into a nice neighborhood, granted it’s mostly housing young families, you didn’t think much of it. If anything, you felt safe knowing that there were adults your age so even if you didn’t have kids you could still relate a little with others in the neighborhood.
So once you start moving in, moving boxes from the u-haul to the front room just to get them out of the way so you can work quickly. Or at least that’s what you tell yourself. Some of the moms come out to help you while introducing themselves to you and asking if you are married and where your husband or fiancé is. You tell them that you’re single but you have a dog so you’re not that lonely. You also mention that you chose this neighborhood since it seemed like a nice community.
After a while of you and the other women helping you while taking breaks so you can be introduced to their kids, husbands, and pets. You all take a break and you hang around your front yard while talking and getting to know each other more. While taking a break you notice a man walking towards you all, and god was he handsome. Not too tall and well built, and the way he carried himself… but of course he looked familiar, pretty much everyone who watched hockey knew who he was. But why was he living in this neighborhood? Was he dating someone here? But, you try to push all those thoughts out of your head because you didn’t want it to seem that you were fangirling.
Jack asks if we need help moving anything while going to look in the u-haul to see if he can find any heavy boxes. You mention to him that while there is nothing left in the u-haul there is a heavy box inside that you would like to have moved upstairs. So you let him in and you show him the box and once he has it secure in his grasp you show him upstairs. Unbeknownst to you while you went downstairs to grab another box while you have help, Jack wandered around a little bit to get a sense for the house layout. After he’s peaked behind a few doors he heads back downstairs to help with anything else.
An hour or two later the other wives had to leave to either go get their children or go and start dinner which left Jack and you alone. By that time all the boxes had been moved into the correct rooms and most boxes had been unboxed and most things were either in the correct spot or put somewhere randomly to be put up somewhere else.
While moving around in either comfortable silence with the occasional question on where you want certain things to be placed or full blown conversations of both of you being nosey about each other's lives, Jack would start to get a little touchy. Not too much, just a slight touch on your lower back to manuver you out of his way or pushing up behind you to help you put some tupperware up in a cabinet where you had to get on your tip-toes to reach.
He was still being a gentleman but every touch gave you butterflies, and to say that you havent felt this way in a while would be an understatement. Eventually one thing led to another and somehow he ended up kissing you, which you weren’t exactly mad about. He had you pressed up against the kitchen counter, one arm wrapped around your waist and resting on the counter behind you and the other hand on the side of your face. Occasionally the hand around your waist slides up and down your side and under your left breast. Suddenly he picks you up which makes you wrap your arms and legs around him and he takes you upstairs (that snooping did him good).
He lays you on your bed (That he helped carry up the stairs and put together) and after getting your consent he starts to undress both himself and you. He works his kisses down your body focusing on your tits before continuing down your stomach and to your pussy. He gives your pussy a couple of light licks to test the waters then he starts to suck and work his tounge into your pussy. After a while he starts to gently ease a finger into you which brings you to your first orgasm. He slowly works his finger into you while you ride your high, when you start to come down from your first orgasm he starts to move his fingers, angling them just right to hit your g-spot. Once he thinks you can take his cock, he flips you over onto your stomach and he manhandles you just enough to get your hips to lift off the bed.
Once he gets you situated he gets himself ready to push into you, slowly, he’s still a gentleman and he doesn’t want to hurt you. Once he’s balls deep inside you he stills to compose himself and to make sure you’re good before he starts moving. He thrusts in and out of you at a steady pace and eventually he lets your body bounce back onto him from the force of his thrusts.
When he starts getting close his pace falters and he starts to speed up, gripping onto your right hip has his thrusts get harsher. When he cums he grabs onto both of your hips and pushes himself all the way into you (use protection). You collapse on the bed, your body giving out from the multiple orgasms he had just given you and Jack is not far behind you.
In the aftermath, you and Jack lay together, still catching your breath. Your bodies are pressed closely together, your bare skin against his. The room is warm and the sheets are soft as you lie there in the comfortable silence.
Jack wraps his arms around you, pulling you closer to him. He nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck, leaving a soft kiss there. "That was amazing," he whispers, his voice low and gentle. You hum in agreement, your heart still racing from the intense pleasure you just experienced. You bury your face into his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. After a moment, Jack pulls back slightly to look down at you. He brushes a strand of hair away from your face, his expression tender. "You okay?" he asks, a hint of concern in his voice.
You nod, a small smile on your face. "More than okay," you reply softly, running your fingers lightly over his chest. Jack relaxes a bit at your answer, his gaze roaming over your face as he traces a finger down your jawline. "I'm glad," he murmurs, a slight smile tugging at the corners of his lips. The two of you lie there in comfortable quiet for a few moments, both still basking in the aftermath of your intimate moment.
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It’s not like I’m vain. Sure; I like to look pretty and be pretty. And yeah. I was in a sorority. But it’s not like I’m completely self obsessed, I am a bio science major. I have professionally published studies. I do spend most of my time in a lab coat so on the off chance Stella, Grace and I go out I do want to look nice.
It’s when Jack Hughes steps into my life that things take a change. Mostly for the worst; “you look a lot different than you do in your instagram”
My face drops as he sits at the station next to me, “excuse me?” I raise an eyebrow, “that’s. What the fuck dude”
He still looks self fulfilled by his remarks and I roll my eyes, “so you’re my lab partner for this semester” he states, “I think we can understand that you’re attracted to me and while blondes are usually my type I’m not into the whole. Science geek thing”
My eyes shoot open and I- burst out laughing. The cockiness of this guy oh my god, “you. Think” I wheeze slightly- snorting as I laugh, “oh you’re funny” I can tell by his face he’s a little hurt, truthfully I don’t care that much to apologize sincerely, “I’m sorry Jack. Just. I’ve known you for what? Three minutes? I’m definitely not. Into you. Like” I shake my head and cross my arms, “at all”
He too rolls his eyes, “I think you are going to fall in love with me” He opens his laptop and I; once again. Huff in disbelief, “what you think I’m joking”
“I think you better pray I’m good at chemistry because. You need this class to graduate and make the Devils team. An uh. Last time I checked? I don’t” I state as I type in my passcode and start working on our lab experiment. Mostly the thesis right now.
His eyes open, “you know?” And I look at him with a smirk on my lips, “you’re wicked”
“My dad’s from New Jersey. Therefore, I know all the inner workings” I shrug shyly and go back to typing, “how good at chemistry are you actually”
I’ve caught him off guard. But somehow he’s still stupidly fixated on the fact that I proclaim I won’t fall in love with him, “how much money?”
“Excuse me? Do your own work asshole” I state defensively
“No. I think you are going to fall in love with me once the project is over. Maybe before then actually” God he really is a cocky asshole.
“I won’t. I can always get a new partner” I tilt my head, “I don’t need this class to graduate. I graduate early Hughesy”
Now he’s panicked, “no. Please I need this to graduate.”
“Oh. I know”
I come home late from the lab, eager to shower and wash the grime and irritation off my skin and hair. Stella is working on an assignment; red hair all tied up and bags circulating under her eyes. Gracie’s gone. Supposedly out drinking in need of some space.
“Becca” Stella greets as she looks up from her desk, “when do you wanna go to the dining hall?”
“Uh. Give me an hour. I want to shower and change from my chem clothes” I pull my hair from the bun and shake it out.
“Ok. I gotta finish my homework super quick”
Stella and I eat dinner, sat across from each other as I pick at a salad. My head resting on my hands, “have you met Jack Hughes?” I ask.
“Uh. I met the youngest one. Luke? Very briefly though” she shakes her head and cuts her chicken to eat, “not Jack. I thought he graduated last year”
“No. He needs a final chem class. The one I’m taking for extra credit” I roll my eyes in frustration, “y’know he said ‘I know you’re attracted to me and that I usually like blondes but the whole science geek you have going on isn’t working for me’ isn’t that like. So baffling”
Stella laughs, “god I knew he was cocky but wow. That is truly wow. Such an ass. ‘I know you’re into me and I usually like blondes’” she repeats in a mocking tone. I then slam my fists on the table
“And then. He started saying that I was going to fall in love with me! The nerve of this guy. And now I still have to help him in this class” My eyes are closed and my entire self is irritated once again.
“See you even talk about me to your friends” it’s Jack.
Oh my fucking god. Seriously?
I turn to face him, his hair is damp and I will admit he does look quite good, “simply to show how self obsessed and boyish you are”
He smirks, a stupid. Stupid adorably handsome smirk, “you see, most girls like that side of me” I bite my laughter back and share a look with Stella
Then. Pretending he was no longer there, “see what I’m talking about?”
“For sure. What movie are we watching tonight?” She asks, going back to eating her dinner
“You still haven’t seen pitch perfect, so I vote we watch that”
Jack huffs behind me. His fingers glide on my shoulders to warp my attention back to him, “come to my hockey game Bethany. Come on now”
I pause, “don’t call me Bethany” I shake my head, “I’m not coming to your game. I’m not going to fall in love with you. I’ll help you pass your chemistry class but I’ll remind you. I don’t need it to graduate” I turn to face him, “you need me to graduate. Don’t fuck it up”
That’s all it takes for him to straighten back up and walk off. I know he’s saying something, probably insulting me. But. I truthfully don’t care all that much. He’s not my problem. I don’t need him.
I like the power of him needing me. Maybe I am a little vain.
It’s something that I think about early into the morning. Gracie snoring softly above me, her leg is dangling off the edge. I’m staring up at the latticing.
I will not fall in love with Jack Hughes. I promise myself. But in the back of my mind; I’m not entirely sure if I’ll be able to keep that promise to myself.
synopsis - Luke had been one of your closest friends since childhood. Somehow, everything in both of your lives just came back to each other.
wc - 3.8k
contains - cursing, literally nothing, extremeeeeeeeee fluff, kissing, hugging, cuddling, (im just a girl ok), obliviousness, this is a bittttt cliche... THEY CONFESS AND KISS IN THE RAIN OK???? idiots in love, eating and drinking. TAKES PLACE SUMMER 2023 (like end of May???)
an - SLIGHTLY EDITED!!! im hunrgy. anyways THIS WAS SO FCUKINF CUTE TO WRITEEEEEEE. my luke baby is so invisible string😇😇😇😇. ugh i miss him. i (possibly intoxicatedly) karaoked better man by Taylor Swift the other night just fyi. my author notes are like my personal diary because i assume no one reads them. i could prob say my ss number and full name address and no one would ever know. do u guys know how fuckign embarrassing it is to reread a fic u posted a few days ago and find typos like u guys probably think im stupid and hate me now. this was not at all about Luke Hughes or Invisible String... ENJOY BABIES!!!!
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green was the color of the grass, where i used to read in centennial park. i used to think i would meet somebody there.
You were what some would call a hopeless romantic. You loved love. You loved reading it, watching it, seeing it in real life, it was just beautiful to you.
You'd grown up with the Hughes boys. They were your neighbors during the summer, your family's lake house being next to theirs. You were the same age as their youngest son, Luke. You two were ride or dies during the summer, and when you finally got a phone in seventh grade, you two texted the rest of the year.
It was finally summer, your school year at Notre Dame had come to a close and you were able to fly home and go to the lake with your family all by May 13th. You watched the final Canes games against the boys, you were sad for them, but so proud of your best friend.
It was nearing June, and you were alone in the lake house, opting out of the afternoon boat ride for some peace and quiet. You walked through the halls, stopping at the dresser covered in summer photos. You and your brother, you and Luke, more you and Luke, and some of your brother and the Hughes.
teal was the color of your shirt, when you were sixteen at the yogurt shop. you used to work at to make a little money.
You noticed one of your favorite photos wasn't there, the one of you and Luke when you were about 16, you're both standing behind the counter at the ice cream place you two worked at during that summer. You spent all day with Luke during those days, and it was the best.
You opened the dresser the photos sat on, seeing more photos. The ice cream shop one, and one you weren't anticipating. You didn't know your mom had printed and framed it. It was you and Luke the summer you were 18, both smiling at the camera with the sunset in the background as you sat on his lap in an Adirondack chair in the backyard of the Hughes' house.
The photo gave you crazy butterflies. That summer was the last time you saw Luke during the summer. Last summer you two were both at the lake at different times, you'd seen his whole family, minus him. His mom told you how he was still with his college teammates on a different Michigan lake. You had to act like you didn't really care, even though you did, so much.
Since the picture was just sitting in the dresser, not on display, you decided to take it to your room. You placed it gently on your bedside table, smiling then leaving to go down to the pool.
time, curious time. gave me no compasses, gave me no signs.
It was weird how you and Luke always seemed to be pulled together. There was some driving force between you two that was unbreakable, not even if you wanted it to. When it wasn't the summer, you lived three hours from the Hughes family, so randomly bumping into Luke was even more bizarre than anything else.
You remember when you were 15, you and your mom were picking up dinner one night at a local place and in walks Luke, Jack, and Ellen. You squealed when you saw him, running over to say hey. The boys had been in town for hockey, weirdly enough.
Interactions like that happened way more often than normal, you randomly bumped into the boy at least once every two or three months for years.
were there clues i didn't see? and isn't it just so pretty to think,
You remember when you were surprised by Luke at age 17. He came and surprised you as your prom date and you were floored. He had flowers and a corsage for you, and his tie matched your dress perfectly. Your moms thought it was the cutest thing ever, how you both blushed and giggled when near each other.
all along there was some invisible string, tying you to me?
Even though you two couldn't seem to get away from each other, neither of you ever made a move romantically. It just didn't seem realistic, you already lived hours away from each other and were going to colleges even farther, well Luke was going to the NHL but you get the point.
You guys were just best friends, always best friends. Your families knew, especially his brothers. They were your biggest fans, probably because they saw how you made their baby brother, how soft he was with you. You made him gentle, but also made him more comfortable and talkative, which Quinn and Jack loved.
ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Luke made you weak, and your family noticed. You could jokingly bicker with him, but when it came down to real disagreement, you never could with Luke. He just gave you those deep hazel eyes and you were melted on the floor. He was just that person for you. The one who could ask you to do anything under the sun and you'd do it for his praise.
You spent long nights with Luke, sitting in the backyard of one of your lake houses and watching the moon and stars and talking about anything. You could listen to Luke talk about property tax for hours and probably never get bored, that's how much you admired him.
bad was the blood of the song in the cab, on your first trip to L.A. you ate at my favorite spot for dinner.
You remember the weirdest instance of your bumping into each other, you were in Los Angeles with friends during the very beginning of winter break and saw Luke eating in the same restaurant as you with a couple of his friends.
You texted him, not believing what you were seeing. You asked him if he was in L.A. When he responded 'Yes just for a few days why' you were shocked. You stood and made your way across the noisy restaurant and went up to his table, where you put your hand on his shoulder and when he turned around, he was the most surprised he'd been in a long time.
You remember he jumped up, hugging you so tightly, pulling away with his jaw still dropped. You guys always told each other you had to stop meeting 'like this', but it never seemed to stop.
The next day, you two planned to branch out from your friends and meet up for lunch. You guys drove a little ways from Los Angeles, east into the country, and ate at the cutest restaurant that had a view of a lake. You two always found yourselves together by lakes.
bold was the waitress on our three year trip, getting lunches down by the lake. she said i looked like an american singer.
You remember how bold your waitress was at that restaurant, immediately boasting about how she thought you two were the cutest couple she'd ever seen. Your face was burning hot, trying not to have a breakdown in the middle of the restaurant. It got even worse when Luke didn't correct her and just said 'Thank you', instead.
That was the last time you saw Luke, you were hoping to see him very soon, though. It had been almost two weeks since the loss to the Canes, so it made sense for the boys to be arriving soon. You'd already seen Ellen and Jim a couple of nights on the back porch with your parents, but no 6'2 boys named Luke were to be seen.
time, mystical time. cutting me open then healing me fine. were there clues i didn't see?
You'd had two boyfriends in your life. One in your 8th-grade year and freshman year of high school, then one in your junior year of high school. You'd broken up with boyfriend #2 because you realized you compared him to Luke, every move he made, you compared to Luke. It made you feel terrible, but you were head over heels for another boy.
You and Luke had your senior sunrises on the same day during your senior years, and decided to skip them and drive to the lake to watch the sunrise together. Your moms were furious, but it was one of the best memories you had with him.
Your interest in each other was so painfully obvious that most of your and his family referred to you as his girl during the summer. 'Where's Luke's girl?', or 'We're just waiting for Moose's girl.' It was never when you two were in the same room, so your reactions were always priceless.
and isn't it just so pretty to think, all along there was some invisible string, tying you to me?
Your family was back from their afternoon boating escapade and you could hear them all bustling in. The second they walked in you heard your brother shout for you.
"Moosey's girl! Come down here!"
ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
You blushed madly, getting up from your bed and walking down the stairs with an annoyed look on your face. When you got to the bottom of the stairs you could see your sister-in-law slapping your brother across the back of his head, telling him to leave you alone.
"What do you want?"
You immediately went from annoyed to overjoyed when your almost two year old niece ran over to you, shouting out your name. You picked her up, giving her a kiss on her tubby cheek, embracing her sandy and salt water ridden love.
"We're going out to dinner in like, an hour and a half? Honestly just whenever we can get that little monster bathed and dressed."
You nodded but immediately jumped to defend your little best friend.
"This thing? This baby is an angel, aren't you?"
The little girl nodded, a sassy smile on her face as she tried to say 'angel, dada.' in her slurred toddler speech.
"See?"
Your brother gave you both a look, before springing into action to grab his baby, tickling all the giggles and sqeals out of her.
You talked and played for a little longer before getting ready to go. You quickly showered and dried your hair, putting on a little linen white summer dress, and your old pair of Birkenstocks. You drove with your brother and sister-in-law on the way to dinner, sitting next to your niece in the backseat.
a string that pulled me out of all the wrong arms, right into that dive bar.
You guys were seated immediately at the restaurant, you sat between your sister-in-law and dad at the table, just close enough to talk to your favorite niece.
The restaurant was a popular spot for locals and tourists near the lake. It had a big bar in the middle and lots of tables surrounding, it was loud, but not obnoxious, and very homey. You'd probably been there over a hundred times in your life.
You were watching a random golf tournament on one of the many TVs in the bar when your brother called out your name. You looked up and the look on his face was excitement and shock.
"Look who happened to show up!"
something wrapped up all of my past mistakes, in barbed wire. chains around my demons. wool to brave the seasons.
He pointed behind him, and your eyes followed the trail to the entrance, where you saw none other than Luke Hughes standing with his family, waiting to be seated. Your jaw dropped, and a smile came over you. You saw Quinn hit Luke and then point directly at you, and when your eyes met Luke's, you could've fainted. He was in khakis and a white polo and looked so handsome.
You stood up, mumbling something to your family before practically running over to the entrance, throwing your arms around Luke.
one single thread of gold tied me to you.
"Holy shit."
Luke had his arms wrapped around you so tightly, he was so surprised to see you. He knew he would have seen you tomorrow if not tonight but he still just missed you and was shocked.
"We have gotta stop meeting like this."
You giggled when you pulled away from him, as reluctant as you were on the inside. You quickly hugged the rest of his family, not without Jack whispering, 'hey Moose's girl' to you.
You pleaded with the bar staff to push more tables together so you could sit with the Hughes, and it didn't take much convincing, seeing they'd known you since you were 6.
You sat next to Luke after the readjustment for the new tables, now sitting between him and your niece, who had all but thrown a fit about how she wanted to sit by you, not her dad, which made you laugh in his face.
At some point, you'd taken the baby from her high chair and brought her into your lap. You and Luke were both in your little world with her, she was so cute and loving. You guys didn't notice how practically the whole table stared at you with knowing eyes, they all knew, everyone except for you two.
The food came, and the baby was back in her seat. You just talked and talked and talked to Luke. You'd last seen him in December, and there was just so much to say. You'd both had tons of stuff happen to you, his NHL career, your career, everything was so exciting to tell him about.
Luke was so heavily infatuated with you, it was funny. His brothers watched as he folded for you so easily, admiring every syllable that left your mouth, nodding like a man possessed. They mumbled to each other, making fun of their baby brother's obliviousness.
cold was the steel of my axe to grind, for the boys who broke my heart. now i send their babies presents.
At some point, dinner got a little bit boring so you pulled out your phone, and what popped up was the baby registry you were buying something off of for your ex-boyfriend's pregnant wife. It was funny, how everything boiled down. Luke saw the infant clothing on your phone and gave you a questionable look.
"'S there something you're not telling me?"
You looked up at him, then back to your phone, your eyes going wide at the insinuation.
"Oh my God, Luke, no! This is for Darren's soon to be born baby, with his wife.
"Darren? Like your ex boyfriend Darren?"
You nodded, laughing and explaining the whole thing to him. You'd somehow become friends with his now wife in your freshman year of college, her junior year, and with the way the world worked for you of course she was married to your ex-boyfriend.
The rest of the night was perfect, and ended with your whole family, minus your sleeping niece, in the Hughes' backyard around the fire pit. That night you ended up right back where you were in the picture on your nightstand, right in Luke's lap in your favorite Adirondack chair.
You spent the next week with the Hughes boys, specifically your Hughes boy. You drove the boat out on the lake, wake surfed, Luke even convinced you to go golfing, not that it took him very long because you would say yes to anything he asked.
gold were the color of the leaves, when i showed you centennial park.
You sat by Luke at the end of the dock while you two watched the very cloudy sunset. There was supposed to be rain soon, but it didn't mean the sunset wasn't still pretty. Your thighs were pressed together with how close you sat to each other, giving you both warmth in your chest.
Neither of you said anything, but you both felt something when you let your head rest on his shoulder.
"This is so pretty, Lukey. I missed this with you."
It wasn't much, but it was a way to say that you loved him without saying the real words. I missed watching the sunset with you, I've always loved you.
hell was the journey, but it brought me heaven.
"I missed you."
You closed your eyes, you just wanted to be with him, didn't matter where. You could be watching a sunset on the lake or climbing a mountain, if you were with Luke you were happy.
"Think it's gonna rain soon?"
You looked up at him when you asked, your head never leaving his shoulder. He looked down for a second, before looking out at the sky.
time, wondrous time. gave me the blues and then purple-pink skies.
"Probably, but let's just stay for a few more minutes, okay?"
"Okay."
You relaxed into him further. His arm went to your back, rubbing back and forth. It could probably be pouring down rain and you wouldn't even notice, not when you had Luke with you, like this, you were Moose's girl after all.
It started sprinkling, causing you to look back at Luke, waiting to see if he reacted. He didnt, so you just stayed. Rain never hurt anybody, you'd be the last person to ruin this moment complaining about rain.
This was so strange. It felt like you were stuck in time, the gentle rain made you feel encapsulated in the moment. You sat there, staring off at the sky, the sunset was not as clear now with the thick clouds rolling in, but the colors were still there. The rain kept on passing through, the drops gaining weight and speed.
Luke didn't mind the rain, but he didn't want you to feel like he was forcing you out here, so he shifted to stand, grabbing your hand.
"C'mon, you can't get sick during summer."
You sighed, letting him pull you to your feet. He didn't let go of your hand as he turned to pull you back to your house. You don't know what came over you, but the circumstances seemed perfect, you felt like you had to tell him. You pulled him to a stop, and he turned to look with a confused face.
"What's wrong?"
You looked from him to the ground, looking at your feet, the worn dock you'd run around on summer after summer, the lake you grew up swimming with him in. This place was so full of Luke, of you and Luke.
"I, I really like you Luke. Like literally since we were 12, and I, I just.."
You trailed off, looking anywhere but those eyes.
Luke was flabbergasted. That's the only word to describe how he felt. The girl he was in love with, just said she liked him since they were little. He just stared at her, not believing what he heard.
"Are you for real?"
You would've been embarrassed, had you not heard the pure hope in his voice. You nodded, feeling your face heat up. You covered your face with your hands self-consciously. If you could look at Luke's face, you would’ve seen how he was red all from his neck to his ears.
Luke gently grabbed your hands, pulling them away from your face, and replacing them with his own. He tilted your head back so you looked at him, staring at you for just a second before pulling you in, kissing you, finally.
and it's cool, baby, with me.
Holy shit. You were freaking out, you were probably gonna be jumping up and down whenever he decided to stop kissing you. He did pull away, after a long while, when the rain started pouring. The colors of the sunset had been drowned out by the thunderclouds but you two still felt all sunny on the inside.
There was a rumble in the far distance, while you stared at him, and him back at you. You couldn't contain your excitement, you felt like running a marathon.
"Oh my God."
Your hands went back to your face, and you literally jumped. Luke laughed as you surged with happiness. He felt the same way, his smile bigger and brighter than ever before.
You grabbed his hand, tugging him back to your house quickly. You were finally under the cover of your back porch, out of harm's way. You grabbed two towels from the outside cupboards and wrapped yourselves up, you dried your feet off before running up the stairs, Luke hot on your tail.
You two got upstairs and sat on your bathroom counter while you dried off. You talked quietly, giggling an awful lot.
Once you got dry enough, you led him to your bedroom. You grabbed one of his sweatshirts you had before going to take a pair of your brother's shorts, throwing them to Luke when you got back to your room.
"Here, go change so you don't get sick."
You noticed he had more than the stuff you'd just thrown at him in his hands, he had the picture that previously sat on your night stand.
and isn't it just so pretty to think,
"I like this picture, you have to send it to me, baby."
Baby? You could've died. You nodded, mumbling out an butchered agreement, gesturing for him to leave and get dressed again.
While he was gone, you changed into some sweatpants and another one of Luke's sweatshirts, one you'd had for almost two years. When Luke came back into your room, he'd noticed your sweatshirt immediately. It was from his travel team when he was 16, and it made him so happy.
all along there was some invisible string,
You smiled at him sweetly as he walked back over to you, grabbing your face and kissing you for the second time in the last thirty minutes. You got the same butterflies you'd had living inside you since you were a little girl. This boy had been living in your head since you'd known him, and he was finally yours after you'd been his girl for so many years.
tying you to me?
You both pulled away, wrapping each other in a hug. Luke rocked you two back and forth, leaving kisses on your head.
i’m watching hockey and the whole arena is booing one of their own players whenever he touches the puck?? sure he did score two own goals but it’s not like he did it on purpose, it’s just not his night. i can’t even begin to imagine starting to bad mouth oscar let’s say after his baku crash. what’s going on here hockey fans i’m confused???
