You’re a senior at the University of Wisconsin, you’ve been here for 4 years but you barely go to any parties since you’re shy. Since it’s your last year your best friend and roommate Melissa is making you go to a party.
She’s been friends with Wisconsin’s hockey since freshman year since her boyfriend Ryder was on the team for 3 years.
“Come on girl, you need to come out of your shell and party, it’s our last year we need to make the most of it” Melissa begged
“Melissa, you know I can barely talk to anyone, I don’t want to go and embarrass myself” I pleaded. I really didn’t want to go and embarrass myself In front of her hockey friends. I had already met a few of them but I still wasn’t comfortable enough with them to not be shy.
“please! I promise I won’t leave you alone until you get comfortable. Plus once you get a few drinks in you you’ll be fine”
“Fine” I groaned out
“yay!” she started jumping happily making me laugh
“if I embarrass myself I’m leaving” I say seriously
“deal” she replied giving me a hug
“perfect, then let’s get ready” I said going over to my closet to try and find an outfit to wear.
We both got ready and left our apartment around 9 to go over to the seniors house for the party.
Once we got there Melissa dragged me to the kitchen to get something to drink, she grabbed two white claws and gave me one.
The house was already full of people, most of them I never saw before.
“drink up girly!” she told me smiling
“I really hope I don’t embarrass myself” I signed
“you’ll be fine girl, let’s go find the boys, and trust me they’ve embarrassed their selves enough, they have no reason to laugh” she said encouraging me to be myself.
I nodded and we made our way to the living room to try and find some of the boys.
Melissa spotted Owen Lindmark and Shay Donovan talking so we made our way over there.
“Hey boys, this is my best friend and roommate Y/n” she said introducing me to the boys.
“hey” I said shyly,
“ Hey Y/n, I’m Owen and this is Shay, it’s nice to meet you” he said as they both gave me smiles.
“You to” I replied smiling
“Owen, mind staying with her for a sec, I need to talk to Shay about a project for some class?” she lied
I looked at her with my eyes wide, I could tell she was lying, plus she promised me she wouldn’t leave me.
“Yeah, no worries” he replied smiling, before they both walked away
“That was a lie right” he asked me
“Yeah… definitely” I say chuckling
“how come I never met you before?”
“umm, I’m sorta shy… I don’t usually go to parties since I don’t really talk to anyone except Melissa” I said shyly looking down at my shoes
“well I’m glad you decided to come tonight” I looked at him to see him smiling
“me too” I replied smiling
We continued talking for most of the night, he really was sweet, and he made me feel comfortable. Melissa ended up joining us later along with some of the sophomores who I got to meet, they were also really nice.
It was starting to get late and I had a few more drinks, so Melissa and I thought it would be a good idea to head back to our apartment.
“You ready to head home?” she asked me
“Yeah, I’m starting to get tired anyways” I replied
Before we headed out Owen stopped me.
“wait… is there any chance I could get your number? I’d like to continue talking to you” he ask me smiling
I nodded smiling, he gave me his phone and I put my number in it
“Text me sometime” I replied smiling and giving him a wink before leaving with Melissa
When we got into the Uber she looked at me a chuckled
“what?” I ask confused
“nothing, I’m just proud of you for giving him your number… and you winked that’s so not you, it makes me happy” she said squeezing my hand
“thank you, I’m really glad you dragged me here tonight… I had a lot of fun”
“I’m glad… and just so you know… Owen’s a really good guy” she said winking, making me chuckle.
You and Owen kept talking for a few weeks. You even hung out with him alone. You guys got close, he was really sweet, and you were starting to get feelings for him.
You had gone and had coffee with him this morning, he asked if you wanted to go watch him play, they were playing Minnesota at 4pm. I told him I would go to the game.
I had asked Melissa if she would go with me, she agreed. She told me she was happy I was finally letting someone else in. I had a lot of trouble making friends when I was a kid for being shy. Melissa was the only friend I ever really made, she never made me feel bad about myself for being shy and having trouble talking to new people.
That’s what I love about Owen. He makes me feel just as comfortable, he doesn’t care that I’m shy and he doesn’t make fun of me for it.
Melissa and I got ready and left for the game
The game went well and the boys won 3-0 to Minnesota. Melissa and I made our way to the locker room to wait for the boys. The few guys that came out first smiled and gave us a quick hello.
Owen and Shay came out last.
“Hey girls, Melissa, do you need a ride to the apartment?” Shay said before leaving
“Sure thanks Shay, Have fun you two” Melissa said quickly before going with Shay, leaving Owen and I alone.
“Do you have any plans for the rest of the night?” Owen asked me smiling
“No, do you have anything in mind?”
“Well, I was wondering if maybe you wanted to go on a date with me” he said nervously
“I would love to go on a date with you”
He smiled before grabbing my hand and walking out of the arena.
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“Luke move!”
“Bro what?”
“Get your nasty elbows outta here, it’s messing up my shot!”
You smile to yourself at the continuous noise from the basement as Jack and Luke play Fortnite after the long day.
You had spent the past two hours writing in your journal about the events of the day. You read back your notes at the top of the entry with a little fun fact section:
Alex goes by Turcs
Trevor is a little goofball, but sensitive deep down
Yorkie and Spencer have a goalie handshake
Danny Weight’s laugh makes everyone smile
Writing the entry had been easier than you thought it would be at the memory of the chaotic, yet perfect first day.
//
The boys had been adorably tired after their day of activities, but pushed through with excitement for their first official class with you.
You heard running and laughing approaching as you finished tying on your ballet slippers. Some of the boys came toppling in with a motive. You yelped as they sprinted towards you. You scrunched your eyes closed and shoulders up with the sudden rush to you. With a sudden tap on your shoulder, you opened your eyes to see Henry Thrun cheering with arms up in the air.
“I won! Ha!” He pointed to Marshall, Vlasic, McCarthy, and Owen Lindmark who were surrounding you.
“I should hide next time to make this bet harder for you.”
They dropped their jaws in disbelief at your tease.
“Noo, I have to beat Thrun and I can’t do that if I can’t find you,” Lindmark slightly whined.
You waved them off and instructed them to take their shoes off and stretch while the rest of the group straggled in.
“Man, I don’t know how you guys have the energy for that right now,” you heard Caufield mumble as he slid off his shoes and looked at the five boys jumping, clearly on a high.
“How was your lunch, guys?”
A few “good”s and “fine”s were handed out. A “fantastic” was thrown in there by Henry as he stuck his head out to his neighbor, Marshall. Thrun was an outlier of excitement.
“Wow. Loving the enthusiasm here.”
“Sorry, y/n. We’re just really tired,” Pat Moynihan responded for the group which earned heads to nod.
“We were so excited for this, but coach really went hard on us after a tough game two days ago. It was basically two hours of conditioning,” Matt Boldy added.
“Aw, I’m sorry, guys. Well, we’ll be doing a little less hands on today and a little more observing with our first lesson. Let’s move around a bit, and then I’ll let you lay down.”
Content flooded through the room at your offer.
They stood up dramatically slow, with inclusion of grandpa grunts and lots of “help me up”s.
“Let’s all spread out a little and take up the perimeter of the room.”
Each person was about four feet apart in a square shape. Most were leaning against the mirrors with their heads tilted back.
They looked wiped out.
You kept that in mind, and decided to do more speaking and demonstration than you had originally planned for the day.
“Any soccer players here? Former soccer players?” A few head nods. “How many of you have done grapevines before?” A few less head nods.
“Alright. I’d ask you to come help me with the demonstration, but the people have spoken, and y’all are tired. So, just watch and feel free to stop me with any questions.”
You showed them the footwork pattern and some started to do it out as you went. Once they seemed to have it down, you all did in the makeshift circle - more like square - very slowly. You had them face the mirrors, so they could see themselves and their moves.
“Ok. Now, that we have that down, someone give me a song.”
“Sweet Home Alabama!” Trevor yelled out. The guys laughed.
You told them to face out, so they weren’t looking directly at the mirror anymore. You knew this would be fun for them because they could watch each other. And by the participation earlier in the day, you knew they wouldn’t be embarrassed or shame each other if they messed up.
You headed over to your phone already connected to the speakers and started playing the song.
“Alright,” you yelled over the speakers. “We’re going to step on the beat. I’m going to count you in with 8 beats. After 8, you step to your right. Listen for me to call out left. When I do, we’ll switch directions and go left.”
You headed over to your spot. You choose a slower tempo that matched the rhythm of the song and counted, “1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 - go!” You cut yourself off halfway through 8 to ensure they’d start moving on beat 1.
Cackles and confusion filled the room. Johnny Beecher had started going to the left instead of right, crashing into a giggling Trevor. Ryan Siedem started on the wrong foot and tripped over himself. Matt Boldy was being sassy and and leaned into his hip with every step, which then caused Alex Vlasic to go into a fit of laughter.
It was chaos, but it was sweet chaos. They were good boys and they cared, even if they weren’t always the best at what they were doing.
They eventually got the hang of it. Once the bridge started, you called out, “left!” to the group that had forgotten they were going to switch directions.
The chaos that had calmed down, came raging back.
The first thing you noticed was Jack practically eating the mirror next to him as Dom Fensore ran into him and caused a one-footed, mid-step Jack to plunge into the mirror. You toppled over in laughter, but kept up with the beat.
As the song died down, the guys seemed to have their energy back, yelling over each other and pointing with one hand on their head at disbelief with what their fellow converser said.
You went over the shut off the music and told them they could sit down again.
The group took a minute to settle down as they were still laughing at what they had done and seen.
You didn’t mind. It was nice to see them so carefree and young in a sport that forced them to be tough.
“We’ll be doing more of that almost every day. We’ll speed it up and eventually add more tricks and coordination to it.”
“Does that mean we can do it to ‘It’s Everyday Bro’?” Danny Weight called out.
You nodded and laughed with the rest of them.
“Ok. I promised you could lay down after we moved around, but just bear with me for a minute, and then we’ll relax.”
“I wanted to talk about footwork.” You look to see all eyes on you, intently looking up at you like you’re Gary Bettman offering them a spot. You continue with a soft smile, “The exercise we just did is super important because it’s directly linked to footwork. Some of the most important exercises we’ll do in here relate back to footwork because the more grace on your feet, the better you’ll be against your opponent.”
“I’m going to play a video I threw together about the introduction of this program. You can lay down now and it’ll play on the ceiling.”
Some seemed confused, but awe took over their faces like children at the projections on the ceiling. The NTDP had added that feature because you’d realized there was no where to project anything with all the walls being mirrors and the other wall having a window and cubbies. It came in handy today with the worn out boys.
You watched them watch the video you had put together when you were jet lagged at the airport, on one of your trips back and forth to NYC and LA. You had gone back and forth 5 times in the span of 2 weeks then.
Clips from “The Game Plan” show with Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson winning the Super Bowl due to his ballet technique. Your voice could be heard as you explain the importance of controlling your own body.
You take this opportunity while they were enamored with the presentation to slip out and grab a clipboard with paper, the roster, and a pen from your office. You take off your ballet slippers with the decision of skipping ballet today and focusing on logistics. You return to see the video almost ending and some of the guys resting their heads on another’s arm or chest for comfort. You slyly picked up your phone from your shelf and snapped a picture of the group casually cuddled together.
The video ended and claps echoed through the room from the center as they twisted their heads around to find you in admiration.
You smiled wide.
“I had planned to do more active work today, but I guess it works out that we chill a little more because we did have some technical things to get through.”
You continued.
“I have to get some information regarding sizing and what not, so I’ll ask you individually to meet in my office while you do a breathing exercise I made. It’ll help any time you’re sick, anxious, or just need to catch your breath. I find myself using this video before every audition and it helps a lot. If you enjoy it, maybe you could watch it before a game to get in the right mindset. Whether you use it or not, I think it’s important to give you the tools to take care of not only your physical health, but your mental and emotional health.”
Some eyes lit up at the mention of taking care of mental health. You knew you’d have a deeper conversation about that in the future when they became more comfortable.
You played the technique video you had made years ago. After researching the mind and the body at age 11, you decided to write research on your discoveries and create videos to aid your findings. The mind and body were connected in endless ways, so taking care of one takes care of the other.
Cam Rowe follows you as you call his name. You go in order of the roster.
He sits in one of the chairs across your desk and gets comfortable.
“Ok, Cam. How are you doing?” You make eye contact and smile to let him know you meant the question with sincerity.
“I’m okay. Pretty tired and I’ve been missing home a little bit lately, but the guys make it better.”
You give him a sympathetic look, “I know how you feel. I’m really proud of you for coming out here and making these sacrifices for your dream. Everyone back home and here is so proud of you. If you ever need anything or want to talk, I’m always here.”
His shoulders relaxed and a new person was in front of you, “Wow. Thank you so much. I-I didn’t realize how much I needed that. Thank you.”
More smiles were sent his way, “Of course.” You reached out to touch his hands on the table as a comforting gesture.
“So, we are going to be dancing, obviously, which means you’ll need the proper attire. Don’t worry, the program is taking care of all of it, I just need to know your sizes and shoe size.”
“Oh sick. Okay.” Rowe told you his sizes and left after you asking him to grab the next person on the roster, Cam York.
After about 45 minutes and plenty of genuine discussions, your roster ended with Cole. The two of you walked back in to the room to find the boys connected to the speakers and dancing with each having a partner and swinging each other around with linked arms. The video was only about 10 minutes long, so after the third person of Henry Thrun, you had him tell the guys they had this time to relax in whatever way they wanted - as long as they stayed in the studio and didn’t wander too much. Despite their low energy, they decided to spend that time goofing around. It made you happy to see them like this. You stopped at the observation window and took a quick video of them as Cole walked in and became a group of three with Jack and Spencer.
You walked in to quickly be pulled into that group. The four of your held hands and jumped around in a circle. The circle expanded to the whole group holding hands and jumping around the perimeter of the studio. Jack on your right and Cole on your left. The song ended and boyish cheers and giggles were highlighted with no more music to cover them.
You strode over to the phone connected and turned down the next song, so they could hear you.
“Well, I was going to end with an upbeat song to move around to, but I think that did it.” A few looked disappointed at the realization of the end of the class. “Thank you all so so much for making me feel so welcome and participating. I feel like I’ve known you for a month and it’s only been a day. I look forward to seeing you tomorrow!”
They headed over to their shoes while a chorus of “thank you”s rung out. You thought you were going crazy when you heard a few “love you”s slip through the gratitude. You weren’t complaining - you haven’t known them for long, but you already love the guys.
“Please please please don’t hesitate to reach out for any reason at all! It doesn’t have to be class related, I’m here for you!”
More gratitude was sent your way and promises of taking you up on that offer were sent your way. You were slightly surprised at first when Trevor came up to hug you, but it felt natural the second he embraced you.
“Thank you so much, y/n. You really helped me today,” he whispered in your ear. You thought back to the conversation in your office about his anxiety coming to the program so far away from home and always having to be the ‘funny guy’.
“Of course, T. No matter where we are in life, never be a stranger. I’m always here.”
He smiled and squeezed your arm as he walked off with Jack.
Jack waited for Trevor as the latter put on his shoes.
“You good? I’ll meet you at home?”
“Yeah. I drove here, thank you.”
He nodded and smiled with a wave as they walked out.
You let out a sigh and a little giddy noise at the success of the day.
You quickly tidied up your office and got ready to leave. The job didn’t require you to stay outside of the boys’ hours and you got all the work you wanted to get ahead on done.
You locked up the office and studio. Bidding a good day to Martha at the front desk, you headed out into the sunlight. The clock read 4:08 when you got in your car.
//
You decided to lay down for a minute after watching Jack and Luke fight over their video games. Dinner would be ready in about 45 minutes and you wanted to be feel fresh to answer the questions you’re sure you would receive about the day. You placed your journal in the drawer of your bedside table and turned your body to the side to look out at the lights of the suburban Michigan night. You closed your eyes and tried not to think about your successful day because you weren’t able to rest with all the smiling it produced.
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Bro. I’m a hoe for asks. Please. I’m so lonely.
I know it was shorter, but the last was unnecessarily long because there was a lot of intro info. This has more content of the guys.
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summary: meeting owen's friends + parents for the first time.
specified pronouns?: nope.
word count: 705.
warnings: none.
a/n: lindy anon this is for you, ily. also just pretend they are all still at wisco.
Meeting the parents was an event that took place in many relationships. It was nerve racking, scary, and overwhelming. Meeting friends was a different story.
Meeting people who spent time with your boyfriend whenever he was free. Them meeting the person who now was taking over most of that time.
You and Owen had been dating for a few months and wanted to wait to see where it was gonna go before you actually introduced each other to your friends.
Honestly since you guys were dating for such a short period of time you didn't really intend to meet Owen's family just yet. But let's just say that the Lindmark family was quite big on surprises.
You and Owen had been in his room after a game. They had lost. (It wasn't a bad loss but still a loss) you guys fell asleep cuddling and awoke to your alarm blaring in both of your ears.
"Babe turn that off." Owen said as he placed his pillow on top of his head.
"Sorry sorry. Shit. Ok baby i have to go ill see you later." You said as you grabbed your stuff and placed a kiss on his lips quickly not wanting to be late for class. As you were rushing out you opened the door and there stood Owen's parents (who you had only seen in pictures).
"Hello, you must be Y/N." His mom said as she offered you a sweet smile.
"Hi uhm yes. Nice to meet you." You said as you waved at both of them. "It was nice meeting you but I should really get going." You spoke hastily, stepping aside to let them in.
"Maybe we can have dinner with my son and you before we leave town." His mom looked expectantly at you.
You looked over at Owen not really sure what the boundaries surrounding his parents were. "Oh I'm not sure if i can." You said not really sure what else you could have said.
"Nonsense. We'll have Owen call you." As you turned to face Owen he had a small smile on his face, happy to see that at first impression his parents seemed to like you.
You walked away and later that night you guys had dinner. Everything went well and let's just say that in due time the Lindmark family thought of you as a daughter. Let's just hope that Owen's second family (his friends) thought of you the same way.
You had met only a handful of them. Saying hi whenever you guys saw each other at a game or when one of them came by. But you never actually had a full blown conversation with any of them.
Owen had planned something lowkey. Just hang out after a game as they always did but this time bring you around. You were nervous, fidgeting with your hands the whole time.
You had gone through different scenarios in your head, your overthinking getting the best of you. What if they didn't like you? What if they thought you weren't good enough for Owen?
You were sitting down next to Owen as his friends sat around you talking about the game. Owen had introduced you to them and now you could properly match the name to the face. Dylan was the blonde one, Alex was the dark haired one, Cole was the smiley one, and then Ryder and Shay were the brothers.
At first you were quite uncomfortable not really sure what you could add to a conversation about a game you didn't play in but then they quickly included you in messing around/sharing stories to you about Owen.
You were now telling them a story about how Owen spilt a milkshake in your hair after the third date. And how for some reason on that same day you agreed to him becoming your boyfriend.
They all laughed as Owen blushed a little and buried his face in his hands. Let's just say that you were glad his friends liked you. They saw how you made Owen smile and how happy he was with you. And now all of you could share funny Owen stories with each other whenever you guys did meet up again.
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