#nhlimagine

“You scare me too, but in a good way.”

Her apartment was a reflection of the woman Luke couldn’t get out of his head: organized, charming, and with a hint of quiet personality. It was nighttime in Newark, the sound of the city echoing softly through the half-open windows. They had planned to watch a documentary about players from the 90s—something casual, with no intentions. But everything between them carried something more, even when they tried to pretend it didn’t.

She wore an oversized Devils t-shirt and gray sweatpants, hair tied up loosely, bare feet resting on the couch. Luke was sprawled beside her, a little too close for someone who was just a “frequent interviewee.” And still, she didn’t move away.

He turned his head and watched her silently for a few seconds. There was a small wrinkle of concentration between her eyebrows—he loved that. The way she dove into everything, even a simple documentary. When she realized she was being watched, she gave a small smirk.

— “Are you going to stare at me all night or actually listen to what Brodeur is saying?”

— “I think I’ve memorized his lines already. I’d rather try to figure you out.”

She let out a short laugh, but her eyes didn’t laugh with her. He was getting good at noticing that.

— “Don’t start, Luke.”

— “Why not? Because I’m younger?”

She sighed, turning her eyes away from the TV.

— “Because I feel ridiculous. Eight years. It’s not a small gap.”

— “You feel ridiculous for making me want to be a better man?”

The silence between them thickened. She lowered her gaze, lightly biting the corner of her lip—a gesture Luke already recognized. She was about to give in, even if she fought it.

— “You scare me too,” she whispered. “But in a good way.”

He moved closer slowly, his hand gently touching her chin, lifting her face.

— “Then let me really scare you.”

And she let him.

**

It was a slow kiss. Nothing like the urgent kisses she remembered from her youth, driven by impulse. With Luke, it was different. There was intention in everything—in the lips that explored hers with care, in the tongue that met hers with tenderness and restrained desire. It was like he’d waited too long for that moment to ruin it with haste.

Her hand moved up to his chest, feeling the firm muscle under the black t-shirt. He came closer, until she felt the warmth of his body completely envelop her.

— “Do you have any idea how much I’ve thought about this?” he murmured against her skin, now exploring her neck with kisses that made her fingers dig into his back. “How many nights I imagined what it would be like to touch you?”

She cupped his face in her hands, looking into his brown eyes with a new kind of glow.

— “Then show me.”

**

They went from the couch to the bedroom unhurried, but hungry. Luke took off her shirt slowly, like someone unwrapping an old, precious gift. His fingers slid along her skin as if memorizing the map of something sacred. He admired her. And she felt it in every touch.

— “You’re beautiful,” he murmured, as if he were seeing a woman’s body for the first time—not in the physical sense, but in the weight of her vulnerability. She was real. Whole. Self-possessed. And still, she was there with him.

His clothes soon fell to the floor. When she pulled him onto the bed, Luke lay between her thighs, keeping his eyes on hers the whole time. Their bodies fit together naturally. He didn’t rush to enter—he wanted to tease, to explore. His hand roamed her curves, the touch firm yet gentle. His fingers found her center, and the way she moaned, biting her lip, was more than encouragement.

He leaned in to kiss her breasts, then her stomach, then the inside of her thighs. When he finally tasted her with his mouth, her body arched, fingers burying in his brown hair, pulling hard. Luke was intense. He knew what he was doing. And he did it with pleasure.

When he came back up, lips still wet, she kissed him hard, almost desperately.

— “You make me… lose myself,” she confessed between quick breaths.

He entered her slowly, keeping his eyes on hers the whole time. She let out a low moan, and Luke growled against her mouth.

— “I want to feel all of you.”

The movements started slow, deep. They touched each other as if they were learning to love for the first time. She moaned his name like a prayer. He held her like she might disappear. And every time their hips met, it was like the world outside faded away.

Luke rested his forehead against hers as their bodies moved together, breathless, sweaty.

— “You’re everything I never knew I needed,” he whispered. “Let me stay. Let me take care of you.”

She moaned in response, words slipping from her mind, only sensations remaining. Pleasure, heat, feeling. The climax came like a wave—her first, nails digging into his back; then him, panting against her neck, their bodies trembling together.

**

They stayed there afterward, bodies intertwined, silence filled with soft caresses and slowing breaths. She ran her fingers through his hair, and Luke traced imaginary lines on her bare skin.

— “You know this changes everything, right?” she said.

— “I hope so. Because I don’t want to be away from you anymore.”

She smiled, tired and happy.

— “You’re going to be trouble, kid.”

— “And you’re going to give me peace.”

**

(i promise to drop some actually well written content soon. for now, hopefully part 5 gets all of you excited about the series again) Jake’s entire face dropped.

“Jake,” you exclaimed as you reached for his hand. His eyes went dark. The colour mimicked the irises that surround him in the garden. He pulled his hand away and stormed out.

“Jake, please wait,” you ran after him. “Miss! Miss!” the wedding planner panicked, “where are you going? Oh, dear.”

“Jake, please talk to me. I never meant for this to happen. Please.”  you grabbed his arm to pull him towards you.

Jake bit his lip and shook his head. “I guess I only have myself to blame. I was naive enough to send you to him,” he let out an ironic chuckle to hold back tears. His tongue traced the inner outline of his lips. How could you have let yourself hurt him?

You began to cry. You didn’t dare look in his eyes. “I am so sorry, Jake,” you cried, “You have to believe me.”

Jake looked up at the sky and rubbed his face with his hands. “I need to be alone,” he said and walked away.

—

“Thank you so much for letting me come here. I had no idea who to call,” you said. You sat across from Travis’ best friend, hands folded on your knees. When Jake left the garden, you froze. It took you a moment to ran after him but your delayed reaction failed you. Jake was long gone by the time you reached the parking lot.  

You didn’t think it was a good idea to immediately go to Travis, and you were not in the mood to be judged by your friends. 

“It’s all good,” Nolan mumbled awkwardly. He rubbed his hands together and searched for something to say, “Do you want a drink? Alcoholic obviously. You seem like you need it.” Nolan was never very talkative.  You nodded yes and he scurried to the kitchen. When you dated Travis you saw Nolan often - naturally- but never developed a friendship. However, you did learn that he was extremely kind. His tough exterior only prevented people from learning that.

“So…what do you think you’re going to do?” he shouted from around the corner.

You had no idea what your next steps would be. First off, you knew there was no way you could just end things with Jake. The two of your had built a beautiful full of mutual trust, respect, and support. Together, you shared all your dreams and ambitions. Six months into dating, you moved into a lovely apartment that was now filled with many memories. Small trinkets and knick-knacks of your relationship contrasted the sharp, edgy and modern decor. You would hate to let go of all that. 

“I honestly have no idea, Patty.”

“Are you going to talk to Travis?”

“I mean, I’ll have to eventually.”

“TK’s great, but you seem really upset over this Jake dude.” You laughed and took a sip of your gin & tonic.

“You know Y/N, I’m not some relationship guru but I did read this quote once,” Nolan began hesitantly. When he saw your look of approval, he continued, “It was something like ‘you might meet your soulmate in this life but that doesn’t mean you’ll be with them forever.’”

You were surprised by the words that left Nolan’s mouth. Honestly, you were extremely grateful for the fact that Nolan was trying to help you determine your next steps in his “Nolan-y” way. There was an undeniable connection between you and Travis- passion. If you were being completely honest, you never felt that passion with Jake. With Travis, everyday was a new adventure. Being with Travis felt like you were 16 again. Butterflies in your stomach whenever you saw him but, could he be the serious partner you now sought? 

“I should get moving. Patty, thank you so much.” You hugged the giant and he stiffened.

“Yeah. Dude. Sure, no problem.”

—

It was now around 6 pm - a solid 8 hours after your flower appointment with Jake, and you knew you had to confront Travis.

“I told him,” you began as you settled yourself onto Trav’s couch. Travis leaned in to kiss you, his arms on either side of your face holding onto the back of the couch.  You reached out and brought him closer, the kiss getting more passionate in a matter of seconds.  Guilt set in your stomach.

“Travis, stop.” You pushed him back and got off the couch. You walked to the other side of the room, torn. “It’s not that easy, Travis.”

“You can’t keep doing this to me, Y/N.”

“I can’t just leave him, Trav! I can’t just wipe my hands clean and move along.”

“You had no problem doing that to me.”

Travis’ words stung. Your decision to walk away from the relationship three years ago was not easy. For months you debated pushing through your anxiety and not just giving up.

“That’s not fair. You know what wasn’t easy for me. Trav, I suffered a lot because of those rumours.” “Yes, and you didn’t even let me help you. You decided to walk away and you did.”

You leaned against the kitchen counter, and pushed your forehead into the slightly open cupboard. Never did you expect to find yourself in a love triangle. Whenever you watched a film or read a book that placed the main character in between two meaningful relationships, you scoffed. How could choosing someone be that hard? Well, it was your turn to learn- between a rock and a hard place. “Travis, Jake and I have an entire wedding planned in less than two months. I don’t get to play runaway bride just because we slept together a couple times.” Travis looked at your in disbelief. Honestly, you couldn’t believe that you just said that. Travis grabbed his keys off his kitchen counter and headed for the door.  “I didn’t mean that,” you tired to defend yourself. “I’m just so stressed-”

Don’t you just hate it when you see a fic you wanna read, so you like it to read it later. But then you go to your likes later and don’t see it anywhere? Yeah.. that’s my life right now. I can’t really remember what tag I saw it under. All I remember is in the warnings it said something about women in the nhl and maybe smut? I also want to say there was more warnings, but I’m not to sure. It also didn’t have a pic or gif attached to it. I saw it yesterday if that’s any relevant. 

This is my first one guys give me a break please and constructive criticism is welcome! Part 2 is coming eventually if people want it.

Introduction

Buffalo, N.Y. That’s where I’m from. Small city, bad sport teams. When people ask where that is, I usually just say near Canada. It’s easier that way. I grew up watching live sports, so Freshman year of college I declared a major in math and a minor in sports management. Seemed simple enough. Junior year came by fast and I had to pick an internship program I wanted to apply for. My advisor had a connection in Ann Arbor for one of the teams, so I lucked out with a guaranteed transfer program with housing and a grant, as well as a quick 5 hour drive home to visit my family. Summer break came to an end, I began preparing for my move to the Midwest. Most of the fall sports start a month prior to the academic year starting, so while my summer got cut short, I didn’t really have any reason left to stay in town.

Part One:

BF/N: “how much long you got eh?”

Y/N : “GPS says about 3 hours? Are you sure you’re fine coming up next weekend to help unpack? I don’t even know where I’ll be living yet, it might still be in the hotel”

BF/N: “When has me visiting you ever been a problem. I’m sure we’ll find some fuck shit to do and end up drunk by 1am anyways. Whether I’m there or not”

Y/N : “Good point haha” I was hoping on her way across Canada she’d stop at the LCBO and get some cheap Smirnoff for the weekend, but worst case I still had a couple bottles of wine in my trunk from last girls night. “Just let me know when you’re on the road, and I’ll give you an address once I get one. The coordinator hasn’t even emailed me back yet about my room, so hopefully they remembered”

BF/N: “No way. Maybe it’ll be a group house for all the other interns. I gotta go though, I picked up an early shift at work. F/N wouldn’t stop complaining about how he needed coverage for the weekend.”

She rolled her eyes and made a gagging face. Obvious disgust from F/N’s constant complaining about their schedule. Nothing new.

I hung up the call and crossed my feet, kicking the car into cruise control. I had no idea what to expect, my advisor who helped me get this transfer gave no detail other than the pure belief that this was something I’d enjoy.

• 3 hours later •

I take the exit for Ann Arbor and drive through the small city. Smaller than buffalo, definitely. I’ve been here once before with BF/N but we didnt stay long since the weather was absolute shit. And no surprise, it was still shit today. I attempt to parallel park my car on one of the side streets just outside of the center of campus. I had the name of one building and one person in the city, now it was time to find them.

I wander into the Ross School of business and look at the directory on the wall. I’m soaking wet from the rain, my hair has gone from straight to curled in the matter of minutes, and I can feel my anxiety setting in. Rick Bancroft - 4th floor room 209. I take the stairs. Despite wandering into the building, he isn’t expecting me for another hour, so I have time to kill.

I gently knock on the door. It’s shut and the hall is quiet. He might be out to lunch. I wait a second, and no sound. I turn around, fully prepared to sit on my phone for an hour until I hear back from him. Right as I step away, the door opens and out walks a tall brunette and brown eyed masterpiece. I look down and step back a few strides. My 5’4 slender frame is minuscule next to his 6’4 and muscular body. He looks me up and down, then looks behind him at the larger man standing in the doorway who’s glaring at him. Tall brunette looks back at me and raises one eyebrow, turning and walking away.

Rick: “You must be Y/N, don’t mind Jack. He’s just upset about this mornings practice. Come on in.”

I walk into his office and take a seat. It’s filled with framed pictures of him with hockey players and jerseys. And of course “go blue” is plastered on all the walls.

Rick: “how was the drive? 5 hours right?”

Y/N : “yeah, 5 hours. It wasn’t too bad, I’ve made the drive before”

Rick: “before you left did your advisor give you the letter I sent him with the specifics of what your transfer here includes? Or did he leave for summer break before he could give it to you”

Y/N: he must have forgot before he left. Quite frankly, I have no clue what this transfer includes. Just the outline of what I’m here for. I don’t think I’ve even been assigned a room yet.

things i didn’t tell you - alex turcotte request: alex finds out you had it BAD for jack before yall started dating word count: 1985

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you walk down the steps of the hughes household, something you’ve done dozens upon dozens of times before having grown up with all three of the hughes brothers, to see five of your best friends: jack, cole, trevor, spencer, and of course your boyfriend, alex.

“nice of you to show up, isn’t it?” jack chirps from the couch, craning his neck so he can look up at the stairs where you were. 

you roll your eyes, “sorry, blame lex. he didn’t feel like waiting for me to get out of the shower and he bailed.” you narrow your eyes at alex who offers you a boyish smile. once you get close enough he pulls you down onto his lap. he goes to kiss your cheek but you push him away causing some of the boys to chuckle.

“babe,” alex whines and you shake your head, arms crossing over your chest. “you take like, thirty minute showers! i didn’t wanna miss this game.”

Request: “An ovi one shot perhaps?” 

I’m so so so sorry this took so long and that it’s so short. I’ve just had a lot going on lately. I hope you enjoy it!

I was sitting in our living room watching the game from home since our new baby was too young to go. The Caps had lost the series and you knew it was going to be a while till Alex got home. 

When he walked in the door he didn’t say anything. He sent you a sad smile and headed for the shower. You finished getting the baby to sleep and you walked into the bedroom to see him laying on the bed in just a towel. 

“do you want to talk?” I asked walking over towards the bed. 

“No I just want to get my mind off of everything for a little while” he said with a deep breath. He got up and threw on a pair of boxers and got back into bed and turned the Tv on. 

After 2 episodes of Game of Thrones I was dozing off. I leaned closer to Alex putting my head on his shoulder. 

“I am so thankful for you. You have been by my side through everything I couldn’t imagine doing any of this without you” he said kissing the top of my head. 

“I’m always going to be here for you. I will be by your side through everything. wins, losses, good times, bad times. Everything” I said leaning closer to him. 

“I love you Y/N” 

Summary: You’ve been best friends with Tyler for two years, could one night and a terrible ex-boyfriend change that?

Warnings: just cursing 

Word Count: 2033

It was him. It was always him. Whenever something went wrong in your life you ran to him. He felt like home, even though he shouldn't.

You had met Tyler two years ago. You were working at a restaurant in downtown Dallas. It was a regular busy saturday afternoon when two recognizable faces walked in, Tyler Seguin and Jamie Benn, the franchise faces of the Dallas Stars. Since you grew up in Dallas you were a born and raised Stars fans and loved going to their games but never in a million years did you think that the two of the most popular players on that team would walk into the restaurant that you worked at for there pregame meal. And just your luck, you were up to take the table. So now you had to keep your composure and try to not fangirl over these two idiots. You made it through taking their drink orders okay, up until Tyler looked at you with that signature toothy grin. Your entire body almost hit the ground. After that you just tried to be as professional as possible while giving them the best service. Tyler had talked to you a little bit every time you went over there, but you didn't think much of it, you just thought he was being friendly. That was until you picked up the checkbook after they left. They had a left you a more than generous tip and a message at the bottom that you were not expecting, the note read:

“Thanks for the great service beautiful, text me sometime?”

His number was attached underneath and your initial reaction was to laugh because you knew his reputation but this wasn't an opportunity you were going to miss out on. However, you were going to do this your way which was to just be friends.

You told him you didn't want anything fancy hoping to get your intentions across, so Tyler took you to his favorite diner in town which he swore no one knew about. And he was nothing that you expected. He was sweet, down to earth and was willing to listen to everything you said. He asked you if you knew who he was and you didn't want to lie so you explained to him that you grew up a fan and he told you that he loved that you didn't freak out when you saw him and wanted to actually get to know him and not just get with him because of who he was.

After that night your friendship flourished into everything you wanted it to be. Movie nights at Tyler's when he was home, pizza and ice cream and hanging out with his dogs, which might of been your favorite part. But you had both agreed that you just wanted to be friends and thought it was better for the both of you. So Tyler would tell you about his girl troubles, but you did the same with your boy troubles to him. Tyler was like a big brother to you and that was something that you never had before and you loved every second of it.

That was until one night, you had been seeing a guy for a few months and Tyler had expressed that he wasn't a fan, but you thought that was just him being protective. However, there was multiple instances that you found your self comparing this guy to Tyler and everything that he wasnt that Tyler was and you hated yourself for it. Until the unthinkable happened, you went to your boyfriends house for the night and you knew that Tyler would be getting back from his road trip soon and you were excited to see him tomorrow. You were getting into bed when you felt something in the sheets so you felt around until you were able to get whatever it was. You pulled out a pair of womens underwear that you knew, for sure were yours. They couldn't be yours, the last time you had even done anything with your boyfriend was two weeks ago, at your house. You immediately burst into tears trying hard to find words.

“What the fuck are these” you screamed at your boyfriend who was clearly caught very off guard. He knew that he couldn't lie so he just stood there staring at you. “Your always so busy with work and school, you barely even pay attention to me, i'm sorry” that was his sorry excuse. “So you go cheat on me instead of talking to me about you?” you were pretty much hyperventilating at this point not even sure how your getting these words out. You didn't want to know what he was going to say next so you gathered up all your stuff and ran to the door. The only person you could even think of to call was Tyler, you didn't even know if he was back from his road trip or if he was going to be sleeping since you just noticed it was already after one in the morning. But at this point it was worth a shot. After two short rings you heard the voice you didn't know you needed to hear so bad.

“Hello?” it was clear now that you woke him up as his tired voice came through the phone. Hearing his voice made all the walls you were trying to keep up come tumbling down and you were just crying into the phone.

“(Y/N), what's wrong, why are you crying, are you okay?” he sounded so concerned

Through your sobs your were only able to get out a few words “he cheated on me tyler”

Immediately you heard rustling on the other end of the phone “(Y/N) where are you, i'm coming to get you”

You told tyler the address and but he wouldn't let you hang up he wanted to make sure you were okay, even if it was only a ten minute drive.

When you saw the headlights of his car you felt yourself become more vulnerable. He opened the car door and jumped out embracing you into a hug and you sobbed into his chest. He kissed the top of your head and did not move until you were ready to pull away. He didn't say anything as he helped you into the car.

“Im not letting you go home alone your coming back with me tonight”

If there was one thing you knew about Tyler was that once his mind was made up, you were not changing it and you didn't have the effort to fight him. So you just nodded and you did agree that you needed company, especially his company.

The rest of the ride was silent just the sound of the music playing in the background and Tyler occasionally running his hand over your and giving you a look just to make sure you were doing okay. You walked into his house and laid on his couch and marshall, gerry and cash not far behind which in this moment you were thankful for. Tyler went into the bathroom and you decided to get settled on the couch and figured you would wait to ask him where he has extra blankets. You heard the bathroom door open but before you were able to speak you heard him say something to you.

“Come on, lets go to bed” is that really what he just said is all you could think to yourself

“What?” you barely got out

He walked over to you and sat down and there was only a small distance between you and him so you just decided to look down. He put his hand under your chin and lifted your head so that your eyes matched with his.

“I said lets go to bed, did you really think I was going to let you go to bed by yourself”

“Tyler I-” but he cut you off before you could finish your thought

“Lets go im tired” he was started to whine

So you followed him, you had no idea what you were doing or what was going through your head but it all felt strange, but it also felt very right

“Do you have a side preference?” he asked you in a semi-serious tone

You almost giggled at his silly question “um no, whatever you want”

He took off his shirt and you were almost taken back, it's not like you haven't seen him shirtless but with the way your mind was right now you were almost surprised. You crawled into bed with your best friend and you started to cry again thinking about what your now ex-boyfriend did to you and how bad it hurt.

“Hey, hey no more tears, come here” Tyler said and he pulled you against it this time you were crying into his bare chest.

“You know that asshole didn't deserve you anyway, you’re way to good for him and I never liked him anyway, he didn't treat you right”

When you pulled yourself together from your tears, you looked up at him and you locked eyes with him

“Thank you Tyler”

“For what” he looked at you with his eyebrow lifted which made you smile

“Everything, for being here when I need you, for saying the right things, for supporting me when I do stupid shit”

He separated the two of you and you instantly has chills go down your spine when he looked at you. You both just stared at each other, not knowing what to say next.

“Everything I've ever said about you is true, you're beautiful, smart, funny and the most amazing person to be around. I know you don't always believe me but it's true. Whatever guy gets to have you is the luckiest guy in the world” he said this in almost a whisper but each word was said with passion and love. You wouldn't believe what your hearing and it was suddenly coming clear to you. You also compared your boyfriend to Tyler, when he annoyed you, you would ignore him and complain to Tyler about him. Nothing he ever did was Tyler enough and it was right there with his eyes locked on you after what you thought was the worst night everything became clear. You reclosed the gap between the two of you and he embraced it. He kissed the top of your head again and has rubbing your back. You looked at him and you both had the same look in your eyes.

“(Y/N) I don't know if this is the right time to say this, but I hate seeing you like this, it breaks my heart, but it also breaks my heart seeing you with guys that don't deserve you, and I-”

You cut him off by pressing your lips to his. You both pulled away and you spoke first.

‘Tyler, i'm so sorry I've put you through all of this you deserve so much better than me”

“(Y/N) I told you that I meant what I said before, you are the most amazing person to be around and I want you to be around you all the time, forever.”

Your only response was to kiss him again and you felt fireworks, something that haven't felt with anyone since you met Tyler two years ago. He was the one to pull away and it got you nervous

“I don't want to be your temporary fix (Y/N) I want to be the one that's always here and always gets to love you”

“ I love you Tyler Paul and I’m a complete idiot for not not realizing it earlier and i'm sorry”

“Having you now and forever on is all that matters (Y/N) I love you”

You kissed each other until you were both drifting off to sleep. He pulled you in one more time and whispered into your ear “I'm so lucky im the one who gets to love you now”

Aww Nonnie <3 I hope this is to your liking. 

I love this sweet floppy haired guy so much. 

Word Count: 1318