#he can live with sid and next season they can be back in contention and get him ready to step in and be a superstar on his own

[idontlikeem]

personally i think it would be funny if this game not only permanently knocked the team out of the playoffs, but it sent them on a spiral sinking further…and further……all the way down into lottery position. because you know if gary bettman has the opportunity to give the penguins a generational talent in the draft, he won’t be able to resist.

#bring! us! bedard! #he can live with sid and next season they can be back in contention and get him ready to step in and be a superstar on his own #he’ll get three seasons with sidney crosby and evgeni malkin mentoring him; what better way to set a player up for success???

[tsimvkas]

best friends, uh? — mason mount

A/N: hello 👋🏻 here we are againnnn. please remember that english is my second language so i apologise for any mistake. and thanks to Sid for all the support on this one 🥺 ily bestie!! hope you guys enjoy it xx

word count: 15.5k (lol im sorry for this) | masterlist

content: friends to lovers, unprotected sex, fluff and mild angst.

“Bro, Manchester? That’s so far” your best friend Benjamin brought up the transfer subject, which made your other best friend, Mason, sigh deeply.

The three of you were hanging out since it’s their first day of summer vacation, and your best friends would travel somewhere else soon. It would be only for a few days, but once the league returns everything will be different.

You, Mason and Ben were best friends for a long time now. You met when both of them went to the national team for the first time and you were a journalism intern working

For some reason, they both liked you. And it was easy to like them too, with all the jokes and good energy. When Ben joined Chelsea their bond got even stronger. At that time your career had taken another direction and you were working as a band’s press officer, which allowed you to live in London.

For the last three years your trio has seen each other every week and weekend. You were always attending Chelsea home games, and your boys always came up with something on their days off.

At this point, the three of you felt like family.

Until now, with Mason’s transfer. Ben tried to talk jokingly about it, but you knew he meant it.

Otherwise, you could understand Mason’s decision since the entire last season was a hell of a nightmare to him, and now they both were discussing his last move: signing with Manchester United.

“It’s not like I had a lot of options” Mason shrugged. “I mean, Liverpool didn’t make it to the Champions League and I quite like United, Ben”

“Even Kai will be closer to us” he snorted, clearly upset.

“You’re saying this is a bad thing?” You smirked, taking a sip of your wine. Chilly and Mase were still deciding what they wanted for dinner and the only thing they were capable of ordering was your favourite white wine.

��Don’t tell him I talked about him like that” Ben grinned, finally deciding what to eat. He called the waitress, and Mason ordered both his and yours meal, knowing what you like to eat.

When she wrote everything down and left, Mount spoke again. “Well, actually you’re the only one left behind. Maybe joining City next season and we can be reunited”

“What do you mean?”

“Like the three of us, in the same city”

“Well if you want this to happen then you’ll have to come back to London” Ben frowned, realisation passing through his face seconds later. “No-“

“I haven’t made the decision yet” you cut him. “But the offer has been made, yes”

“You called her to move with you? This is unfair” he snorted.

Mason raised an eyebrow, reaching your thigh under the table and giving a gentle squeeze. “I couldn’t do it without my best friend, could I?”

“And what about me, you prick? You want me to carry that shitty team on my backs on my own? I deserve to have the presence of my best friend as well”

“Why are you so afraid, Ben?” Mason smirked. “Oh, cause you know I’m the favourite and she’s going to say yes”

You tried not to laugh. They’re definitely the most funny people you know, and to you it has always been a pleasure that they both chose you as their best friend.

“We are still talking about moving to Manny?” Ben teased his friend. “I’m the favourite, tho”

“Stop” you playfully rolled your eyes, interrupting Mason before they started an argument in the middle of the restaurant. “I don’t have a favourite. And if the pair of you don’t behave like grown men, I’ll move to… I don’t know, Merseyside”

“You would still be living closer to me than to him” Mason giggled, whispering. “Just admit I’m your favourite”

“Shut up, Mason” Chilly stuck his tongue out at his friend, just like a child.

“Why are you two even discussing? You’re already losing your best friend, no matter if I go or if I stay” you pointed, instantly realising that the reason for the little fight about you was to pretend their separation wasn’t a real thing. “Oh, I’m sorry”

“That’s ok, Y/N. We’ll have to deal with it one way or another” Ben smiled.

“But not tonight, alright? I'm already sick of this subject. Let’s have dinner and talk about nonsense stuff and you can laugh at our terrible jokes and things will stay the same. Just for tonight” Mason smiled at you. “When the announcement happens, we’ll face the truth”

You swallowed the lump in your throat, nodding. “Just the three of us tonight, then. Me and my Chelsea boys” you smiled, raising your glass of wine.

When Mason and Ben raised theirs to toast with you, you could swear their eyes were watering.

You forced yourself not to cry.

—

When he came back from Spain after a week with Ben, he invited you to spend a couple of days at his house. It was something natural in your friendship, but this time seemed different.

Mason opened the door wearing a white shorts and a hoodie you’ve never seen before, and instantly smiled at you.

“You’re late” he kissed your forehead, picking your backpack from you and giving you space to enter his house. “But I forgive you”

“Yeah, sorry about that. I couldn’t find my favourite pyjamas” you snorted. It feels like Mason’s house it's yours too, so you feel comfortable enough to go directly to his living room.

“You left them here” he laughed at you, closing the door and following you inside.

“Right, this explains a lot”

His living room was occupied with a lot of suitcases, and you instantly remembered that this was a goodbye weekend.

“You already packed everything?” you asked, feeling your eyes watering.

“Only my favourite clothes. I’ll leave everything else, can’t take all of my stuff to a hotel room” he shrugged.

You nodded. He texted you during his vacation and told you how difficult finding a house in Manchester turned out to be. You were just wishing he could find a place soon, somewhere he could turn into a home.

“Benji is also coming?”

“I spent a lot of time with Ben last week, it’s just me and you” he smiled, but his face turned serious way too fast. “I’ll drive to Manchester Sunday night. It’s our last days together so Ben agreed to stay out”

You never told him you were staying, but you didn’t have to. Mason knew you.

“I’m so sorry, Mase” you felt that familiar lump on your throat, showing up every time you think about it.

You didn’t like the idea of being away from him, but your whole life was in London. For the past couple of weeks you’ve been thinking about it, and your only wish was that you could divide yourself in two. Or that he could stay.

Dividing yourself in two sounded more easy, to be honest.

Mason put your backpack on the couch, quickly embracing your body in his arms.

“That’s ok, sweetheart. You have a life here, Y/N. Family, friends, everything you love. I’m the one leaving” he sighed. “I just hope you understand I’m not leaving you”

You held him tightly, tucking your head in his neck and letting your cry reach you while your best friend stroked your back. After a few minutes like this, Mason pushed you away just enough to look into your eyes.

“We’re not supposed to spend this weekend crying” he smiled, wiping your tears. “Let’s make it unforgettable, okay?”

You nodded, taking a deep breath and smiling back at him when you noticed that he swallowed the lump in his throat, trying not to cry.

“Everything with you is unforgettable” you pouted, resting your chin on his chest, and Mason ran his thumb across your lower lip, staring at you. “I don’t want you to leave”

“I’ll be back soon” he smirked. You wish it was true.

“Liar” you rolled your eyes, and he laughed. “Your contract says 2028. Five fucking years”

“Language, Y/N. Manchester isn’t that far, and you’ll always be welcome at Old Trafford. At least I’m still playing in the Prem”

“Don’t you dare. Suggest something like this.” you punched his chest, staring at him in disbelief. Watching your favourite person moving to Manchester has been painful enough and the thought of Mason living in another country made your eyes burn again.

“You know I’m never leaving England, Y/N. Not as long as you’re here” he reassured you, but the smirk on his face made you roll your eyes again.

The truth is that Mason felt happiness spreading throughout his body when he realised the way you fear being away from him.

And then instantly guilt almost ate him alive. He wasn’t moving to another country, but with his agenda and how much you work, there’ll be months between one visit and another.

Trying to make these thoughts disappear, Mason grabbed both of your tights until your legs were wrapped around his torso. “Alright, this is way too sad” he whispered, taking you upstairs. “Let’s put on our pj’s, it’s movie time”

“You’ll let me choose?” you held onto his neck, just like a child.

“No” he put you down once he got in his room. “It’ll be the last Avengers. Don’t look at me like that, I know you love it just as much as I do”

“I thought the night was being sad enough? You know I’ll cry with this one”

“I can deal with that” he winked. “I know you really like your favourite pyjamas but would you mind wearing one of my t-shirts tonight? Its’s just- I want to take something with you scent ya know? But you don’t need to- I’ll order our food” he closed his bedroom door before you could answer, his rose cheeks making you giggle.

You quickly changed into one of his black t-shirts and your pyjama shorts, texting him to join you.

Mason opened the door, tucking his head inside his room. “Hey”

You went to him, picking your backpack and tipping his nose. He grinned at the sight of you in his favourite t-shirt.

“Let’s clean this pretty face while we wait the food”

“Pretty face, uh?” he followed you into the bathroom, looking at himself in the mirror. He always loved when you called him pretty, because it was important to him that you thought he was pretty.

“What you ordered?”

“Five Guys” he smirked. To be honest, you already knew the answer, once your boy is addicted to it.

“Favourite food and favourite movie” you turned to face him. “It feels like we’re saying goodbye for months”

“Don’t think like that. I’m just trying to have a cosy weekend with you, yeah? But we’ll see each other often. I promise”

You nodded, turning around and grabbing your skin products out of the bag and putting them in the sink. Mason realised you didn’t believe what he said, so he hugged you from behind and rested his chin on your shoulder.

Your friendship with Mason and Ben has always been like that. They constantly cuddle with you, carry you up and get clingy really easily.

Mason is the touchy one, while Ben is more verbal, and you try your best to love them both in their love language so they can feel loved.

“Help me up” you asked him once you got all of your skincare products in front of you. Mason grabbed your waist when you turned to him, sitting you on the sink counter.

You spread your legs so he could get between them, which he did immediately. He always enjoyed these moments with you, and he knows he’s about to miss this a lot.

“I don’t like the scratchy one” Mason complained, identifying it on the counter and remembering the last time you used it on his face.

“Exfoliating our face sometimes is necessary, Mase. We need to remove dead skin”

“Right, cause there will be no dead skin left if you go faceless. No” he shook his head. “It’s awful”

“You’re being dramatic” you chuckled, kissing the tip of his nose. “I swear I’ll be gentle, big boy”

“You’re always gentle but…” he pouted, but your stare silenced him. “Fine. A smooth face could be useful”

You bit your lower lip, feeling your stomach churn.

“I’m sure girls in Manchester loves smooth faces”

“I was talking about rubbing my face in your neck tonight” he closed his eyes, waiting patiently while you massaged your Vichy soap. “But yeah, I bet they do”

“You’ll need someone to make skincare with you” you tried again, For some reason, you felt like testing him.

“I can FaceTime you, simply”

“But you’ll probably find a friend to do it with you, anyways. You’re really good at making friends”

You didn’t know why you were saying that. You just wanted him to reassure you that he won’t need any other friend, that he’d prefer to do skincare alone than with someone that isn’t you.

“You’re trying to get rid of me?” he said playful, tickling your waist.

“No! Stop- no, never. I’m just thinking about it” you pouted, feeling a bit sad.

“You are my best friend, Y/N. Manchester won’t change that. And absence makes the heart grow fonder” he smiled, holding your serum in front of you so you could use it on him.

“Uhm, we’re forgetting something, don’t you think?”

“I have no idea, what are you talking about?” Mason smirked.

You rolled your eyes at him, looking for your facial scrub and pouring some into your hand and despite his complaints, he let you finish.

The pair of you interspersed so he’d also cleaned, exfoliated and moisturised your face, and once you’ve both done he carried you to his living room.

“Oh you’ll make me stare at these bad girls?” you joked, pointing to his suitcases. Mason laughed, waiting for you to lay on the couch and instantly laying between your legs.

“Who knows, maybe they’ll make you come with me” Mason shrugged. He wouldn’t let you know, so you wouldn’t feel guilty, but knowing you weren't coming to his new home with him was eating him alive.

“Ugh, don’t do this. I’m almost changing my mind” you sighed. If he could ask for something, then it would be this. For you to change your mind.

Realising that you only have two days left with Mason made your stomach burn. Your best friend was always there for you, and alongside Ben you did everything together.

He is the one you call when you’re sad, and when you’re happy. Even when you’re angry or pissed off.

Mason and Ben are the ones you search for in every scenario, your boys. The only men you trust with your life.

And now you feel like you’re losing one of them. Because it’s exactly what’s happening.

“No no no, we’re not crying any more tonight” Mason looked up and caught the exact moment a tear fell from your eyes. Facing you and squeezing your tight, he gave you a reassuring smile. “You’re only allowed to cry in Tony’s scene”

You nodded, wiping your own tears and waiting for the movie to start. Mason got up when the bell rang, coming back a few minutes later with the food he ordered.

You two ate together, always touching each other with some part of your bodies. When the food ran out there was still an hour of movie left, and Mason clung to your body after cleaning the mess both of you made.

“You’re going to leave bruises on me, Mase” you pretended to complain about how tightly he was holding you, and he laughed, only tightening more.

“It’s a good idea to keep other boys away” he said.

“What are you talking about”

“Once I’m left there will be a lot of predators around you, I need to find a way to prevent it”

There it was. Your friendship with Mason was always comfortable, and sometimes the pair of you used to flirt and joke around.

But sometimes you keep yourself wanting those little flirts to mean something, and you weren’t sure about how to deal with that. Especially now that he’s about to move to another city.

Besides, Mason is a fucking footballer, and a pretty one. The kind of man who can have anyone in the world.

And you are his best friend, someone he probably sees as a sister. And you couldn’t say anything before understanding what you feel, because it would be so unfair to him.

Mason smiled, leaning to you and brushing his lips against your neck. He kissed the spot before starting sucking your skin.

“What are you doing?” you tensioned your body. Someone who sees you as a sister wouldn’t give you a hickey, right?

“Shhh, stay quiet” his wet lips brushed your neck, and you could feel his breath hitting you.

You ran out of actions, staying still until he was done.

“There it is” he faced it proudly. “Now I have about two weeks of good sleep before it fades and I need to do it again”

You didn’t know what to say, so you kept quiet. Best friends don’t mark each other like that, right? But you can’t think about it now. Mason is leaving London. And you are staying.

—

It was a sad, sad Sunday. You couldn’t believe your best friend was moving to another side of the country.

After spending the Saturday with him, eating snacks all day and cuddling in bed, you weren’t ready to say goodbye.

“Sweetheart, you don’t need to cry”

“Sorry I can’t stop” you groaned, stressed. It was such a great weekend with him and now you were forced to watch him leave.

Ben showed up when Mason was closing the house, and he helped his best friend to fill the car with all his things before hugging you.

“I’ll take you to him as often as we can, Y/N” he smiled at you.

Ben was such a sweet soul. You pouted, resting your face on his shoulder while Mase locked the last door.

“Can you please take your hands off of my best friend?” Mason rolled his eyes, standing in front of you.

Ben laughed when his mate opened his arms and you went straight to him. He knows your relationship with him is more intimate, and to Ben it's obvious what’s going on.

Mason stroked your back, smiling when you tucked your face in his neck.

“I’m gonna miss your hugs”

“This sounds like a you problem to me” Chilly smirked, knowing he’s still receiving those.

“He’s a prick, isn’t he?” Mason whispered in your ear, making you laugh between sobs.

You raised your face, trying to stare at him through your tears, and he stroked your chin patiently.

“Don’t find another best friend” you sobbed loudly. “I’ll drive to Manchester whenever I can to watch your games so we can make skincare together and we can FaceTime when you miss me but please Mount, don’t find another girl”

He smiled, feeling warmth in his chest. He wishes he could tell you not to find another boy too, but Ben would be pissed at him.

“You’re my only girl, Y/N. Don’t need to worry about that” Mason thought it was cute the way your lower lip was quivering while you pouted. “C’mon baby, I hate to see you cry. You’ll be fine? I can stay till tomorrow”

“No, I’m ok. You don’t need to change your plans” you sighed. “I’m acting like a child”

“It’s cute” he smirked, stroking your chin. “Here, I have something for you” he pulled away so we could take out the hoodie he wore all weekend. “I bought to leave it with you but I thought it would be better if I use it for some days so it would have my scent”

“I love you” you pouted, wearing it instantly before hugging him again.

“I love you more” he smiled and you closed your eyes, tightening your grip on his t-shirt when he kissed the tip of your nose.

“No, I do” you smirked, giggling when he pinched your nose.

“That’s impossible” he kissed you again, on your forehead this time, holding you against him for a few minutes. “See you soon, uhm? I swear”

You nodded, letting him go to Chilly. They both said goodbye, hugging each other with watery eyes before Mason came back to you, kissing your head and entering his car.

Ben came to hug you, and the two of you watched while Mason left the front porch line.

“Take your hands off her” Mason screamed, making you giggle. “Love you two, take care of my girl Benjamin”

“She’s my girl too, you know”

“Only in your dreams” Mason chuckled. “She knows she’s mine”

And drove off the car. You felt your heart pounding at the sight of his car disappearing at the end of his old road.

“His girl, uh?” Ben teased you as soon as you couldn’t see Mason’s car anymore.

“Shut up, Benjamin” you rolled your eyes, and he chuckled at you. “I miss him already” you started to sob again.

“Oh, fuck off” he laughed, but hugged you tightly, trying to bring you some comfort.

Later that night, Mason checked on you through Ben before reaching you out so he could try to comfort you. You felt even sadder knowing that the only day he can take care of you know is through a screen.

—

You tried to stay happy while living in London, for Ben. You really tried. But the dark hole in your chest wouldn’t let you.

Ben was the best of friends, staying at your house every time he can, taking you to different places and trying to distract you. You both spent a lot of quality time together and he knows how much you love him, but he also knows the truth.

You missed Mason so much it hurts.

You wished you could’ve gone to his debut for United, but you weren’t able to drop your work on a Monday so you went to Ben’s house to watch it with him.

It was a great game and the Red Devils happily won. You cried at the end, when the camera showed Mason, and Ben mocked you for the rest of the night.

“He is glowing” you pouted.

“I would be too, if I had a serious team” Chilly gave a choked laugh, making you chuckle.

You waved him goodnight and went to his guest room, deciding not to drive back home late at night since you lost track of time talking with Ben. He kissed your forehead and murmured goodnight too, giving you your space.

As soon as you entered the room, you changed into a pyjama you forgot there the last time you spent the night, and got under the heavy blanket, reaching out for your phone so you could send a message to your boy.

You didn’t knew but, in Ben’s room, your boys were having a conversation.

Five minutes after your last message, Mason didn’t resist and FaceTimed you.

“Goodnight Mase” you smiled at your phone. He was tucked in his sheets, cheeks smashed against his pillow. He looked so adorable, you wanted to scream.

“Oh, I miss your voice so much” Mason grinned, his voice a little bit hoarse. “Goodnight babe. Hope you enjoyed the game. Ben told me you cried, I got a bit worried”

Your blood ran to your cheeks, and you made a mental note to kick Ben’s ass later. What a traitor!

“Nothing to worry about, they focused on you at the end and I just miss you alot” you admitted shyly, even though he knows how badly you miss him. Mason smiled at your rose cheeks, feeling his heart ache with love.

“I’ll try to visit soon” he yawned, making you smile. “Ugh, I don’t want to say goodbye yet. Can we spend the night on call?”

“Yes big boy, sure we can. Want me to tell you a story?” you smiled, laughing when his cheeks turned red.

“I do, actually”

“Hmmm, alright. The story begins with a boy, a tall one, and a tiny girl. They met one day, when the tall boy hit the girl with a ball straight in her head…”

It was the best night of sleep both of you had in two weeks.

—

“I want to go to this weekend’s game” you said to Ben, after explaining to him how your best friend has been acting lately.. “At Old Trafford”

Two weeks passed since you and Mason slept on a call together, and you were feeling like something was off. He’d still answer your texts and send you good morning or good night with cute emojis, but he was avoiding your phone calls and you didn’t spend the day texting.

You felt childish at first, rationalising that he has a new job and is probably really busy, but on the third day off that he found an excuse to not call you at night, you decided you had enough.

“Alright, we’re playing on different days this weekend so I can take you. Don’t want you driving alone, we never know what might happen”

“I’m a good driver”

“I know that, bug” he smiled. “But I mean, like… we don’t know what you’re facing there. I don’t want you driving back after some misunderstandment or something like that”

You nodded, suddenly afraid that your little trip might end with you and Mason fighting.

“Only a month away and he’s acting weird” you dropped your head on the sofa. “And to think I really believed we could survive the season… or worse, the five fucking years”

“Language, bug. Don’t need to overreact, you don’t know what happened yet. Just… prepare yourself for anything, alright?”

“What do you mean? You think, like… he could be dating someone?” you shrugged.

“I wouldn’t say dating, but maybe seeing someone? He hasn't said anything like that to me” Ben tried to tranquillise you. “But it was my first thought, since one of the first things a man does when he starts dating is to push their female friends away a little bit, you know… so their girl don’t feel insecure or something like this”

“Yeah, I got it Benji, And I feel happy that my friends are this kind of man, but it would be nice if he could tell me instead of ignoring me” you snorted, pretending that the idea of Mason dating someone didn’t bother you at all. “At the same time, I can’t be sure that this is the reason, and he could be struggling with something. I just need to confirm he is okay”

“Fine, bug. I’ll take you. But if something went wrong then we’ll be back in the same minute, alright?” he brushed your hair out of your face. “I know you. It’s not like you’d be happy with him dating someone, don’t have to pretend in front of me. I just hopes he gives you sincerity at least”

—

The game was crazy. Ben tried to hide himself in a big hoodie, a cap and glasses, so both of you enjoyed it together. It was a fantastic result for United, winning three down zero at home, and you could see Mason was really happy.

Chilwell bought you an ice cream and distracted you with different subjects, giving time for Mason to get changed and go home, once he knows how crazy the locker room can get after a win like that.

An hour later, he drove you to the hotel he knows Masons at and asked the receptionist to call his buddy and say his name.

“Call me if you need anything” he murmured, kissing the top of your head. “And call me if you decide to spend the night, please”

You nodded, squeezing his hand before entering the elevator.

A half naked Mason opened the door, and you could tell he was really surprised.

“Y/N? What? What are you doing here?”

“Happy to see you too, Mase” you tried to smile.

“I’m sorry, I’m just- I didn’t expect to see you anytime soon, and she told me Ben was here so I thought it was him-”

You stared at him and the silence that came after was awkward. You turned your eyes to the floor and that’s when you saw the ring.

“Oh” you nodded, remembering Ben’s words. “Makes sense”

Mason followed your gaze, quickly taking the ring off. “It’s not what you think it is”

“Right. The same way your weird excuses for not calling me aren’t what I think they are and the fact that you didn’t even hugged me isn’t what I think it is” you grinned sarcastically

You turned around hating the way your voice crackled, and pressed the elevator button, ready to leave.

Mason ran to you, holding your arms to keep you in place. “Why haven’t you told me you were coming? You watched the game?”

“Yes”

“I’m sorry” he kissed your forehead, hugging your waist. “It was a hell of a week and I missed you so much that I thought- that maybe if we didn’t talk that much It could get easier. Sounds dumb when I say it out loud”

“Cause it’s dumb” you tried to be sharp, but Mason always gives you the best hugs in the world and you were instantly melting against him. The elevator door opened, but you both ignored it until it closed again.

“It’s Cartier” he said after a few seconds of silence, pushing you away to cup your face. “It’s just a ring”

You could see that he was trying to hide a smile and you felt so pathetic. Of course your best friend would’ve told you if he was dating someone.

“Sorry” you felt the blood rushing into your cheeks.

“What for?” Mason frowned, stroking your chin. In his opinion, you look so cute being jealous of him.

“For being a jealousy bitch” you sighed, confused. What the hell were you thinking? He’s tired after a rough game and you thought it was a great idea to show up and snap over a ring.

“You were jealous?” he raised an eyebrow at your nod. “You don’t have to. Everybody around me knows I’m yours”

Your body shivered, and Mason smiled at the sign of your red cheeks again. Kissing the tip of your nose, he held your hand and guided you inside his hotel room.

Mason couldn’t wait to cuddle with you, but you weren’t sure about spending the night with him after the scene you made.

“I should leave” you said when he closed the door. “You need to sleep”

“I’ll sleep better if you cuddle me” Mason pouted. “See what six weeks away made to us already? We were almost fighting. Now I need to spend the night with you just to be sure the tension is gone”

You rolled your eyes playfully, taking off your hoodie. Mason celebrated whispering “yes” just like a child, and promptly searched for a t-shirt to give you.

“I’ll go to the bathroom so you can get changed”

“You had dinner already?” you asked, worried that you just interrupted him.

“Hm no, but I can order some food if you’re hungry”

“I’m not, but you should eat something Mase”

“I just want to sleep, to be honest” he yawned, heading to the bathroom and giving you some privacy.

After sending Ben a message letting him know you were spending the night with Mason, you quickly changed into his t-shirt, sighing in relief for being free of your jeans and bra. Since you left your pyjamas at Ben’s hotel room, you searched for one of Mason’s shorts, but most of his things were still in his suitcases and you weren’t able to find it in the mess.

You decided to leave it that way instead of disturbing him any more and tucked yourself into his sheets before he came back, so he wouldn’t even notice.

“Alright, you can come out” you said loud enough for him to hear and he stuck his face out, making you laugh. “Hi baby boy”

“Oh finally, I was almost sleeping in the bathtub” he made his way to the bed and laid with you, looking for a comfy position.

Once you were laying on your back with his body on top of yours, Mason rested his face on your shoulder. Your hands went directly to his hair and you scratched his scalp gently, smiling at his tired groan.

“I’ll let you sleep without dinner ‘cause it was a tiring day at work, but you bet we’re having a reinforced breakfast tomorrow”

“Yes mommy, I got it” he hummed in your ear.

Mason didn’t missed the way your body shuddered and clinged against you. You held your breath when he slipped his hand under the t-shirt, squeezing your waist.

You felt like your heart would stop when he started to play with your panties strap.

“I didn’t gave you a sleep shorts, did I?” for a second you thought you were imagining the huskier tone of his voice.

“No you didn’t, but I can put it on now if you give me one”

You bit your lower lip when his finger went under the strap, stroking your skin, but you stayed quiet. It’s just your best friend, playing with the strap of your panties. It doesn’t mean anything.

“I can be dumb sometimes, but not that dumb, Y/N”

“Hm?” you thought you might have misheard him.

“Nothing” Mason chuckled. “Sweet dreams sweetheart” he whispered, kissing your collarbone.

“Good night, Mase”

You stayed awake for half an hour, hearing his cute snoring and thinking about the way you felt when you saw that ring.

When you closed your eyes, all you could think was that this couldn’t be happening. You knew better than falling for your best friend.

—

Sunday was lazy and cosy. Waking up with Mason’s arms wrapped around your waist always made you feel protected, and you missed this.

You called Ben and sent your location to him, so the three of you had breakfast in a super cute coffee, and Mason showed you both some places he liked in Manchester, taking pictures of you in his new town.

When it was time for you to go back to London, Mount turned into a big baby, pouting every time you looked at him.

Ben said he needed to go to the pharmacy before hitting the road, so he parked in front of Mason's hotel and left you both alone.

Mount helped you get in Chilly’s car and checked the seat belt, but wouldn’t get out of the car window for nothing.

“Let me know when you get home” he kissed your cheek, half of his body through the window, impeding you to close it.

“I can share my location with you if you want to” you chuckled at his concern.

“Yeah, do that. And tell Woody I said hi” he kissed your cheek again, making you laugh.

“Yes sir, anything else?”

“Hmmm, tell him I miss him” he smiled, kissing your cheek one more time.

“Jesus Mase, you’re so needy”

“I don’t want you to go” he cupped your face, whimpering. You closed your eyes, resting your face against his hand and smiling at his words.

“I’ll be back soon” you repeated what he said the other day, making him laugh.

“Liar”

You giggled, pouting at him. “Love you”

“I love you more” he kissed you again, dangerously close to your lips this time, which made you quickly open your eyes.

You stared at his eyes and found… something. They were shining, and when Mason licked his lips wet, you felt the urge to be a bit cockily brave before living.

“If you want to do it then do it properly” you rolled your eyes playfully. You never said anything like that to him, but the fact that he’s in another city now seemed to make you brave enough. You won’t need to face him if he dumps you.

But instead of laughing and saying goodbye, Mason leaned closer towards you.

“Can I?” his big brown eyes were focused on your lips, and you felt a lump in your throat.

“Well, if you want to” you tried to keep a playful tone but when he turned his eyes at you, Mason he had a serious look. “Do you?”

He stared at your lips, running his tongue between his own and pulling his face closer to yours. You weren’t sure if he was really going to kiss you or if he was just joking along with you about it, so you stayed standing in place.

When he was close enough for you to feel his breath in your lips Mason looked you in the eyes, asking for permission. You didn’t believe in yourself to speak, so nodding was your only option.

You felt butterflies in your tummy, anxiety and anticipation mixed with insecurity.

Your best friend leaned to you, and you smiled at his shaky breath. You’re not gonna lie, you imagined this happening a couple of times, but never thought that it was really possible.

“Are you nervous?” you tried to hide your smile. Realising he was just as afraid as you was something different.

“Aren’t you?” he brushed his lips against yours. “There’s any chance this could ruin what we have?”

“Only if you’re a bad kisser” you teased him and Mason chuckled, enjoying the moment.

Deciding to dive right in, he finally closed the distance between you both. His soft lips slipped against yours and you couldn’t help but sink into him.

It was a soft kiss. Slowly, as if Mason was savouring you. No one ever kissed you like this.

When both of you ran out of air, Mason pulled away. Smirking at you, he gave your lips a peck and ran to his car without saying anything.

You giggled at his shy reaction and stayed there for a few minutes, waiting for your best friend to come back, all smiley and thinking about what you just did.

Chilwell didn’t missed the way your smile was taking your entire face, or your shining eyes and every single sigh you left out during the ride.

When he left you home and kissed your forehead, he also looked you deep in the eyes.

“Be careful, bug” he stroked your chin, and you knew he knew that something was going on.

Maybe you were wrong. You don’t know better than falling for one of your best friends.

—

You came back to London way too fast, and were already missing your boy again.

You both were always texting each other, talking about your day and trying to manage how hard it was to be away from your best friend.

And despite you never talked about the kiss, things were different, in a good way.

He’d flirt with you like a teenager, making you giggle all the time, and even though the pet names were common in your friendship before, it’s the only way he calls you now.

You were so fucked up. Honestly.

Now it’s been two months since you saw him — and kissed him. You feel like the kiss strengthened your bond, but at the same time you felt so insecure about it.

Now that he’s so far away and you can’t be with him as much as you like, in your head it’s so easy for him to be interested with any other girl.

You tried to make these thoughts disappear, since you’re going out with your best friend.

Ben picked you up for dinner. He texted you earlier and told you to wear something nice, because he had a surprise for you, so you obeyed.

You chose a black dress to style it with your new high heels from YSL, and Chilly whistled from the driver's seat.

“We’re a bit late so I’m not opening the door for you, sorry bug” you rolled your eyes playfully, sitting in his passenger’s seat. “You look really really beautiful. Buddy’s having a heart attack for sure”

“Who?”

“You’ll see” he smirked, making you snort.

It was a quick ride, and you and Ben sang along to his favourite songs all the way.

When you both got to the restaurant, he took you to the receptionist to talk about his reservations and you saw a back you know really well.

“Is that-” you stuttered, and Ben looked at you in shock.

“Damn it Y/N, how could you tell from here?”

“Are you kidding? Is it really him?”

“Yes, bug. Surprise?” Chilwell smiled, shrugging.

You hugged him really, really tight. “Thank you, Benji. I love you”

“Right right, I know you do. Now go on, run to him like I know you want to” he teased you. “I’ll be there soon”

You nodded, doing your best not to fall while you ran to Mason. Your heart was in your throat and the sight of him was making you weak.

When you were close enough, you covered his eyes with your hands.

“Oh” he sighed, making you laugh. “I wonder who it could be. Probably my boy Chilly”

You took your hands away, looking him in the eyes. “Hi Mase”

“Uhm, way better than Chilly”

“Oh for fucks sake” Ben complained, rolling his eyes.

They chose one of those tables next to the wall, with sofas instead of chairs, so you could sit between them both. Great anti-jealousy choice.

You enjoyed the night with your boys, eating your favourite pasta and a glass of wine.

Ben laughed when you heard one of the waitresses saying that you had two gorgeous men when they only wanted one, and Mason kissed your cheek.

“What’s that ugly face about?”

“You think I’m ugly?” you asked with a pout, trying to hold your laugh when his eyes widened.

“I never said that”

“Oh, I think you’re in trouble Mase” Ben chuckled, falling silent with your gaze. “She heard the waitress talking about us” he murmured.

“What a jealousy baby” Mason kissed your chin, squeezing your tight under the table. “You know I’m your boy… and Chilly is your boy too” he completed with a giggle after Ben’s stare.

“If anyone could hear you now, they would think we are a throuple”

“Let them think” you shrugged, taking a sip of your wine.

“See? She’s proud of her boys” Mason cocked his head to the side.

“Yeah yeah, now which of you will order my dessert” you asked, reading the menu.

“I was thinking about being your dessert, actually”

“Behave, Mason” Ben snorted, pinching his nose.

You laughed at them, covering your face with the menu, a nice way to also hide your burning cheeks since Mason squeezed your tight again, loving to see you laughing.

When you had your bitter chocolate brownie with vanilla ice cream, Ben drove you back home. You were in the back seat while Mase sat in the passenger sit, so none of them would feel unchosen.

Chilwell parked in front of your front porch line, and you thanked him, tapping Mason’s shoulder.

“Want to spend the night with me?” You asked Mason and you didn’t need to ask twice as he quickly jumped out of Ben’s car.

“Yes mate don’t need to worry about me I’ll be fine on my own” Ben said dramatically, making you laugh. You went to the driver window, pecking his cheeks.

“Where’s my smile?” you asked him like he was a tiny kid, but it worked. Ben smiled at you, his eyes shutting. “Good night Benji”

“Good night, bug” he blew you a kiss before turning his head to Mason’s direction, who had already walked around the car and was now beside you. “Take care of her”

“I always do” Mount smirked cockily, resting an arm around your shoulders.

Ben waited for both of you to be inside of your house, leaving with a honk.

Mason entered your house in silence, knowing you have a roommate, and made his way to your room since you’re not eating or watching anything this late.

“Oh shit” Mason groaned when you closed your room’s door. “We just completely forgot that all of my stuff are at Ben’s”

“You can sleep in your boxers” you shrugged. “I don’t mind it. I’m sure there’s one of your shirts here but I don’t feel like looking for it”

Mason stared at the room floor for a minute, thinking about what you just said. You want him to sleep practically naked?

He shrugged to himself, taking off his clothes and staying only in his boxers. You were already in bed, using the hoodie he left with you months ago as a pyjama. It is big enough to cover your thighs, and you feel like you’re flowing inside it.

“It’s my hoodie?” he looked at you and you nodded.

“It’s the one you left for me in July, guess it’s mine now”

“Yeah, it is” he smiled, tucking his head into your neck. “Jesus you always smell so good”

You chuckled at his compliment, scratching his neck gently. It didn’t take long for his hand to reach your waist underneath the hoodie.

Just like the last time this happened, you held your breath when his fingers played with your panties strap.

He thought you were using pyjamas shorts. He really did, but there’s no way he’s taking his hand out now.

Mason tried not to imagine how'd it be to take it off from you. He tried really hard not to imagine how’d it be to make you moan his name.

You are his best friend and even though you always accepted his touches and cuddles and you both kissed last time you saw him, doesn’t mean he has any real chances.

But the way you were jealous of him that night… and you travelled all the way to Manchester… and that kiss was something else…

You left a shaky breath when he tightened his grip on you, and kept telling yourself that he’s tired, slightly drunk and his fingers just found the way to your waist naturally, that he’s not even totally awake. Well, at least you think he had a drink at the restaurant.

Mason was well awake, actually, and he did his best to keep the other part of him sleeping, but he couldn’t stop himself from picturing you only in his hoodie, your tights so accessible to him.

He sucked in a breath and you could feel the tension on his shoulders. You could also feel his boner when he tried to move his hips away, and your mind went blank.

He never had an erection when you guys slept together, in all these years. You didn’t know what to think or how to feel, and you were filled with a lot of conflicted emotions.

Mason was hard-on for you and this fed your pride. He thinks you’re pretty? Hot? He enjoyed that kiss the other day? He’s been thinking about it like you did?

Just in that moment you realised how bad you wanted him to want you.

When he left a small groan, you ran your hand through his hair.

“Everything is alright, Mase?” you asked gently.

“Uhm?”

“Is everything alright?”

“No, is not” he sighed. “I’m sorry”

You waited, feeling your expectations die, but still smiled at him.

“That’s alright babe, you’re a man attracted to women and I’m a woman and we are in the same bed and things like that can happen” you reassured him.

“Jesus, don’t call me babe in a moment like that” Mason groaned, making you laugh. “I’m sorry I made you uncomfortable”

“You didn’t. It can happen all the time, Mase. I was surprised it never happened before”

“This means that- Chilly… ?” he stuttered, raising his face to look at you.

“Oh, no” you laughed out loud. “You are the physical one, me and Chilly almost never cuddle”

“Good” he smiled, relieved.

“Good?”

“Yeah, good. I wouldn’t live much longer knowing he’s cuddling with you while I’m far away, that’s unfair”

There it was again, the reason for your doubts. In what should you believe, for fucking sake?

Is not normal for a best friend to be that territorial and jealous. At least you wished it’s not.

“You don’t need to be jealous of Ben. He’s just Ben” you kept scratching his scalp. “Wanna go to the bathroom?”

“Not really” he tucked his head into your neck and you could feel the warmth of his burning cheeks.

“You don’t need to be ashamed, Mase. I told you it’s normal and I do understand that you have no control over it”

“I shouldn’t want this to happen” he murmured, so sleepy that you could barely hear him.

“Hm? Sorry, I couldn’t hear you Mase”

“I got hard cause I was thinking about it” he whispered against your neck. “I shouldn’t want this to happen, right?”

“You shouldn’t want this because it’s me?” you asked softly, trying to understand what he wanted, how he felt about you.

“You’re my best friend, Y/N. Probably my favourite person in the world. I don’t want to fuck up our friendship” he squeezed your waist, inhaling your scent. “But God, I want to fuck you so bad”

You felt goosebumps all over your body and you were sure your panties would probably be ruined by now. This man will be the death of you.

But you think he drank tonight, you remembered yourself, just trying to keep your feet on the ground.

“You’re probably just drunk and horny, Mase. You’d feel like this with any girl laying in your bed”

“I didn’t even drink tonight, Y/N” he snorted, feeling rejected. “But nice way to dump me”

“Believe me, I’m not dumping you. I just thought you had a drink” you emphasised.

“Uhm, keep going” he ran his nose through your neck, lazy.

“You’re my favourite person too and I don’t want to screw things up” you admitted, and the way he pulled back to look at you with hopeful eyes made your entire body shiver.

“But you also feel it?”

“Yes baby, I do” you decided to be honest, even though you couldn’t know how honest he was being. “Now go to sleep, ok?”

“I don’t want to sleep” Mason kissed your neck.

You tried to take a deep breath, feeling your own body betray you. Mason didn’t missed the way your tights parted under him, which made him smile.

“Mase, you were supposed to be recovering. You really need to sleep now babe”

“Call me babe one more time and I’ll cum in my boxer” he breathed and you closed your eyes, fighting the urge to help him. “Y/N…” Mason whispered.

“We can’t, Mase” you whimpered, feeling insecure. You would have him and then what? He would go back to Manchester where he could find a lot of more attractive girls and you would stay in London.

“Why not” he pouted, nothing like the grown man asking you to have sex with him.

“I can’t risk the chance of you waking up and regretting this”

“I won’t”

“So there’s no rush if you’ll still want this other day” you tried to postpone this conversation, but he was desperate to take his chance, to create an ever stronger bond with you.

Mason doesn't know when you will see him again, so he can’t let this slip through his fingers.

“You want this?” he murmured, looking for your gaze, and you tried to ignore his eyes.

“Jesus Mase, why won’t you just sleep?” you sighed. This man is a tough one to deal with, and as soon he realised you did want him, you lost the war.

“Answer me” Mason kissed your chin, getting in between your legs. “Say you don’t and I’ll stop”

When he pressed his cock against your core, you losted it.

“Fuck, yes. I do. I want you so bad that I’m soaking” you spat the words. Lying to him now would be pointless.

Mason didn’t respond, giving your neck wet kisses instead, and you could feel his smile against your skin. He was desperate for you, and you could tell by his grip in your waist.

“If you want me then you got me” Mason whispered, moving his hand and caressing your core through your panties. “Be a good girl, uh?”

You nodded, feeling nervous. Your best friend was about to touch you like friends don’t usually do and you have no idea how to deal with that.

“Fuck, you’re really soaking” Mason groaned when his fingers touched you under the fabric, feeling how wet you were.

He slid them through your folds, trying to be quiet.

“No one can hear you” you whispered softly when you realised his effort to stay shut. “My roommate went for her boyfriends house”

“Good” he smiled, reaching your lips to a soft kiss. “I can make you scream then”

Your mouth went dry. You know Mason’s sassy and cocky side, and you love it, but you never thought you’d experienced it that way.

He rubbed your clit, gently massaging it, kissing your chin when you started to ask for more.

You couldn’t even think straight when Mason started thrusting two of his fingers in and out of you, always so gentle. You didn’t know if you wanted him to fuck you harder or to savour you like he was doing, so you just called his name, losing your mind.

“You’re feeling good?” he asked you, curling his fingers inside of you. The sight of your eyes shut and your parted lips made him want to scream. You nodded at him, scratching his neck. “And who’s making you feel good, princess?”

Mason smiled as he watched you roll your head back against the pillow. “You are, Mase”

He bit his lower lip in concentration, focused on getting you ready for him. When he couldn’t take it anymore, his dick twitching in his boxers at every soft moan of yours, he removed his fingers, smirking when you cried at the emptiness feeling.

Licking his fingers clean while looking you straight in the eyes, which made you even wetter, Mason pulled away just enough so he could take off his underwear, releasing his dick with a sigh.

Back between your legs, Mason moved your panties to the side, almost tearing them. He lined himself up with your entrance and leaned over you, teasing your hole and stimulating your clit with his tip.

He groaned when you scratched his torso, wrapping your legs around his waist. “Don’t tease baby, or there will be consequences” you hooked your fingers under his chin.

“Sorry” he smiled shyly, thrusting his hips forward to push himself inside. This somehow fed your pride with the thought of your boy submissive to you, but you had no time to think about it as Mason obeyed you, penetrating you slowly.

“Jesus Mase, you’re so big” you whimpered, feeling like you were almost tearing apart, your compliment feeding his ego.

When he was completely inside of you, Mason waited so you could get used to his size.

He started to move when you kissed his neck, trying his best to go slowly, but your soft whines in each thrust was making him crazy.

And he was good. So good. The pressure was perfect and the way he went to the bottom every single time made you wanna scream.

You had no words, only murmuring nonsense stuff and moaning his name. When his thrusts became faster and even more pleasurable, you lost your mind.

“Mase-” you choked out his name as you could feel his cock stretching you out, your walls clenching around him. “Just like that, babe-”

“Fuck, don’t call me like that” he whimpered. “I mean- please call me like that but not when I’m trying to last longer” Mason took a deep breath, trying not to cum with the feeling of you pulsating around him.

“But I don’t want you to last” you whispered, looking nothing like the girl from a few minutes ago who was scared of fucking with his best friend. “I want you to cum inside of me right now”

“Jesus, you’ll kill me” Mason groaned and you could feel him twitching inside of you, but he shook his head, thrusting his hips against you with renewed energy. “You first, princess”

You called out his name when the tip of his dick touched you in the right place, and Mason whined when you clenched around him.

“Fuck, you���re so tight. So hot damn tight” he cried out, suffering to hold his own orgasm.

He quickly took the tip of his thumb to rub your swollen clit, and you watched how his cock was disappearing in your pussy before you dropped your head back on the pillow, enjoying how good Mason is at it.

It was hot and messy and his thrusts were getting sloppier every second. You could feel your heart, tummy and cunt burning all at once and you knew you were close.

“I'm so close Mase” you whined, moaning loudly when he pinched your clit. “Fuck I’m gonna-“

“Let go for me, Y/N. You take me so good baby. It feels so good to be inside you” he whispered dirty words in your ear, coaxing you.

Your orgasm hits you with full strength.

Mason placed his forehead against your, stroking your waist and guiding you through it, his cock pulsating as he released his own orgasm inside you.

You both stayed silent for a moment, tired. After a few minutes, he kissed your lips and got up, looking for wet wipes in your bathroom.

Coming back with them, Mason cleaned you up gently, knowing you’d be too sensitive.

After tossing the wipes in the bin, he laid beside you, his arm in your waist and one of his legs over your body.

“You’re good?” he murmured in your ear, kissing your temple.

“Mm-hmm” you hummed. “It was good for you?”

“If it was good? Fuck, you drained me” he whispered, strengthless. “Yes baby, I loved to fuck you in my hoodie. Felt special”

“You’re so territorial” you chuckles, stroking his chin.

“Shouldn’t I? People are territorial over what belongs to them. So I’m territorial over you” he mumbled, and you knew he was falling asleep. “Cause you’re mine. Mine, mine and only mine. You and your cuddles and your stories and now your pussy is also mine”

You burst into laughs, his face moving with your chest.

“Good night baby boy” you kissed his forehead, smiling at his rose nose and cheeks.

“Sweet dreams, my princess” he leaned against you, trying to be as close to you as was humanly possible.

Before you fell asleep, your last thought was that It would break your heart to see him leave the next morning.

—

You and Chilly were out for lunch. After a rough week, he just needed to chat a little and you were always happy to hear him.

A venting session later, Ben squeezed your tight.

“And what about you? How you feeling, bug?” he tucked your hair behind your ear.

“Not quite sure, Benji. I miss him” you sighed. “But if I go, then I’ll miss you. And everything I have here”

“It must be hard feeling that way” he stroked your shoulder, pulling you closer to him.

“Yep… and uhm, I need to tell you something” you pinched your nose.

Ben didn’t even hesitated. “You had sex with him”

“Benjamin?!” you gasped.

“What?”

“He told you?” you were surprised that Ben knew it. Since that happened, Mason agreed not to tell your friend.

“So you HAD sex with him?” he laughed out loud. “Oh my- I knew it”

“So I just confirmed to you… great”

“Really? No one was going to tell me?“

“Sorry, I wasn’t sure about it. Like, I was always sure about him, but not about what we were”

“Oh yeah, you’re definitely something. He’s so in love with you, makes me sick of my stomach”

“He’s what?” you paralysed. “He told you that?”

“No but it’s obvious?!”

“Oh Chilly, c'mon. You scared me for a sec”

“Why? You wouldn’t want this to be true?” he took a sip of his soda, understanding your silence. “Oh shit, is the opposite”

You shrugged, not really wanting to confirm it.

“Whatever”

“I mean it, Y/N. I know he feels it”

“You can’t be sure if he never told you this”

“But he’s my best friend, I know him. And I know both of you. He’s been on you since his first Senior England game”

“Fine, even if this is the truth there’s nothing I can do if he never tells me”

“Maybe you should tell him how you feel”

“We were both very clear about how we don’t want to ruin our friendship”

“And then he fucked you. Nice way to not ruin a friendship”

“We’re good Benji, no friendships ruined”

“I’ve seen this film before, Y/N. You two should talk”

“Fine, I’ll try. I just didn’t felt comfortable bringing the subject in a week like this, you know that beating City at Old Trafford was a really big goal for him”

“You have a point, it was a stressful week for him” Ben nodded, finishing his food and trying to decide which dessert he would pick today.

When you finish yours too you reach out for your phone since you’re used to forget it exists every time you’re with Ben or Mason.

You held your breath when you entered Twitter and saw Mason’s name trending.

According to the videos, Mason was at a club last night and even though he’s a grown man and can do whatever he wants, you felt your stomach churn.

He was beautiful as ever, looking a bit tipsy and his hair was a mess in one of the photos.

A specific one made your heart ache.

Mason was holding a girl on his lap. His face was resting on her shoulder, practically laying on her boobs.

Your eyes burned with unshed tears, and Ben looked at you concerned.

“What happened, bug? You’re feeling alright? Something’s hurting?” he sounded alarmed, and you felt a bit of comfort in his concern.

You didn’t trust yourself to speak, feeling your chest hurt, so you nodded at his question.

“What is it? You can’t breathe?” Ben stroked your back, worried. When you put your phone on the table and covered your face with your hands, he had a look at the screen. “Fuck, I’ll kill him”

You shook your head, ugly crying in your hands. Ben kissed your temple, never stopping the comforting stroke in your back and whispering that everything would be okay.

When your sobs became too loud he asked for the bill, paying before picking you up and taking you to his car. You didn’t say a word, accepting being taken care of.

At his house, he sent you to a hot shower. You hugged him tightly before locking his bathroom door and getting under the water.

It was a relieving shower. You cried a lot, and when you felt that there weren't any more tears you let your shoulders relax.

Leaving the bathroom, you found out that Ben had left one of his oversized t-shirts and a new boxer in his bed.

Wearing it and wrapping the towel around your hair, you left his room to find him in the kitchen.

“Hey bug, you’re feeling better?”

“Thank you Benji” you pouted, and he left the stove to get to you.

“You don’t need to thank me. You know I’d do anything for you, Y/N, you’re my little sister” he hugged you, and you tucked your face in his neck. “I love you, and I’m sorry he hurt you. He’ll have to deal with me about this one”

“I love you Chilly, but you don’t need to fight with your best mate because of it” you sighed, letting him go back to the boiling water. “We’re not dating, we just had sex. Maybe I went too far, it’s not his fault”

Ben shook his head, but concentrated on making you both a cup of tea.

Your best friend took care of you, and you both spent the rest of the day cuddling and watching movies.

Ben wasn’t the best with physical touch, but he knew you needed it so he tried his best, and this made your heart pound with gratitude.

You ignored Mason the whole day. You know he’s an adult and can do whatever he wants to, and a few weeks ago those videos wouldn’t bother you as you want him to be happy, and he seems happy, but after the last time you saw him you thought… that maybe he could be happy with you.

When the third movie ended, you yawned and turned to face Ben.

“It’s really late Benji, I should go home”

“You can spend the night here, I have training tomorrow but that’s not a problem”

“Are you sure?”

“Fuck off bug, you’re my best friend. Of course I’m sure” he ruffled your hair. “Do you want to sleep with me or do you need time alone?”

“As long as you don’t kick me out of bed in the middle of the night…”

“Hey, I already apologised for that night” Ben gave you the middle finger, turning off the tv, and you followed him upstairs.

“I need to tell you something” Ben sighed, rubbing his face. “I think I might know what happened, but I don’t want you to feel like I’m defending him — I’m not”

“Uhm, ok?” you looked at him, suspicious.

“Friday, after our game… I went to the club with some of the boys, we had a lot of drinks” he started, feeling ashamed. “And we played truth or dare. I’m sorry, bug. One of the guys thought it was a good idea to dare Enzo to send Mason a message about you”

“What kind of message?”

“That you spent a night with him or something like that. They all know how close both of you are and they were sure this would make Mason lost his shit cause apparently he’s the only one that still doesn’t know how fucking in love he is” Ben said it all in just one breath. “But this is not an excuse, he should’ve asked you instead of believing Enzo. I just think that he felt threatened, insecure that you saw another man even after what you guys had”

“Jeez Ben, this is fucked up uh? It’s not a cool thing to do. But yeah, he should’ve asked me before fucking other girl”

“You’re angry or jealous?”

“I’m angry. And jealous. He slept with her thinking I slept with another man and now even though he’ll find out I didn’t, he did” you pouted. “He’s dirty with another woman’s pussy Ben I don’t want him anymore”

Your sincerity made Chilwell burst into laughter. “Oh bug, I’m sorry. You’re just too funny”

“I mean it though, she’s all over his skin”

“I’m sorry you’re passing through this, bug. He can be so dumb sometimes” You shrugged, and Ben’s phone started to ring. “Speaking of the devil”

“The Red Devil” you joked, turning to the other side so he could text his best friend. Ben stayed silent for a few minutes, but you could feel he was angry by the way he was typing.

You sighed when he locked his phone, imagining what they talked about, but forced yourself to forget these thoughts when Ben tucked his head in your neck.

“Good night, bug”

“Good night, Benji”

—

Monday morning, Ben’s doorbell rang like crazy, waking you up. You looked at your phone to check the hour, discovering it was only half past eight.

A lot of messages from Mason caught your attention, and you read them quickly, feeling your stomach twisting.

The doorbell rang again, and you snorted. Chilwell left early for training, so whoever might be wouldn’t find him home, but you thought it would be nice of you to let them know this instead of just letting them wait forever.

You ran down the stairs in his t-shirt, rubbing your sleepy eyes and still yawning. It wasn’t the best night of sleep you ever had, to be honest.

The last thing you were expecting was to see Mason standing in front of the door, ready to start knocking.

You tried to close the door in his face, but he was quick to stop your action, using his foot to keep it open.

“We need to talk” his voice was grumpy, and he looked so cosy in his hoodie. You tried your best to not jump on him, still feeling sad about yesterday.

“I don’t really wanna talk with you”

“But we need to. You’re using Ben’s t-shirt?” he frowned, forcing his weight against the door until you gave up.

“I didn’t think I was staying so I didn’t bring anything” you shrugged, and he forced himself to swallow the jealousy lump in his throat.

“Y/N…” Mason tried to hold you, but you took a step back.

“Don’t. I’m still pissed” you snorted, closing Ben’s door and walking to the living room. “How do you even knew I was here? I’ll beat Ben’s ass”

“I went to your place and you weren't there, so it was a logical thought. He didn’t needed to tell me anything. He refuses to talk to me at all”

Your heart melted a little bit, but even though what happened seems a small thing now, you cried a lot since you saw that video, and despite Ben’s explanation before bed you weren’t letting Mason get away with this one so easily.

You sat on the sofa, and he tried to sit next to you. You shuffled to the side, putting a little distance between you, but Mason followed your movement.

When you reached the arm of the sofa and ran out of space, he smiled at you. The pair of you stayed silent until Mason reached out for your hand.

“I’m sorry sweetheart” Mason said softly and it was enough to make you cry again.

“It’s not like we’re something, right? I’m just being dramatic” you shrugged one more time.

You weren’t his girlfriend, you both never talked about your feelings, he had a night out and now you’re acting like this is the end of the world. Maybe you should see a therapist.

“No, we’re not” he sighed, your words hurting him a little bit. “But I’ve always wanted us to be”

You gave Mason a side eye, trying not to cry any more. You wished you could still be mad at him, but if you’re being honest with yourself, just the fact that he was in London on a Monday so he could explain himself to you already made your anger disappear.

“You don’t need to lie to me, Mase. We can still be best friends like nothing happened” you tried to smile like the idea wasn’t tearing you apart.

“I don’t want to be your best friend” Mason snapped, but he quickly recomposed himself. “Fuck, I don’t. Ben is your best friend, ok? He’s your big brother, whatever. I’m your boy, Y/N” he said desperately, giving your thigh a squeeze. His words sounded like they could kill you. “Look at me baby”

When you did, Mason stared into your eyes. You instantly felt the need to cry, and weren’t able to hold the tears when he started stroking your chin.

Unable to wait any longer, he brought you to his lap, his hands going straight under Ben's t-shirt, to your waist.

“It’s not your fault, or mine. We should’ve talked about how we felt” you placed your hands on his neck. “Can’t blame you for sleeping with other girl”

“I haven’t. You’re the only one I had sex with the last four months” he chewed his lower lip. “I went to the club so Rashy could record me because I knew you’d see it and then you’d feel what I felt when Enzo texted me”

“You don’t need to explain yourself to me” you shook your head, but you felt good knowing that he hasn’t slept with anyone else since he had you. He’s still your untouched boy.

“I do need to. It was childish, dumb and I hurt you without even knowing the real story. The thought of you with him made me blind. I just kept thinking about you touching him like you touched me” he said shyly, avoiding your gaze. “Kissing him like we kissed. Riding him like you did to me”

You took his hair out of his face and stroked his chin. Shy Mason has ever been your favourite version of him, because you’re the only one to see him like this.

“But that wasn’t the worst part” he pouted unconsciously. “I just realised that once you both enjoyed it, he could take you on dates. And ask you to be his girlfriend. See you every week like I used to and even ask you to live with him. He could do everything I wanted to”

His lower lip quivered and the fragility made you smile.

“I haven’t even met Enzo in person, baby boy. You could just talked to me and I’d told you this”

“Chilly told me it was a truth or dare game and they chose me as the target cause it was always obvious how much I like you” he left out a shaky breath. “But I had already messed up when I found out the truth. I was so dumb, and now you’re mad at me”

“Of course I’m mad at you. Another girl was messing around with what is mine” you felt a boost of confidence knowing he wants you both to be more than best friends.

“I’m sorry babe” he pouted, and your entire body shivered.

“Being sorry isn’t enough” you ran your thumb through his lower lip, quivering when he kissed your finger.

“What can I do to make it up to you?” Mason smiled at the feeling of your thighs squeezing around him.

“Maybe if you were so afraid that Enzo could make a move, you should do it before we have the chance to accidentally met” you teased, watching your boy’s eyes go darker.

“Can we not say his name anymore?” Mason rolled his eyes, still stroking your skin.

“Does it stress you out?” you raised an eyebrow at him. “And you haven’t thought for a second that if you didn’t like the way you felt about him then I wouldn’t like the way I’m feeling about that girl right now?”

“I’m sorry” Mason whimpered, tightening his grip on your waist.

“Not enough. Not after making me think someone was touching my man. After making me think you were intimate with her or were looking at her the way you look at me”

“Your man?” Mason smirked, stopping when he saw your serious face. “I’ll never look at anyone the way I look at you. And your name is the only one I like to call”

“It won’t be that easy for you, Mr. Good With Words” you poked his chest, trying not to smile when he held your hand and kissed it.

“Fine, not words then. Let’s have dinner next week, I’ll come after my game” he smiled, pecking your neck.

You tried to hide your own smile again, but Mason tickled your waist and you failed.

“Alright” you giggled. “But I can go to Manchester. You’ll be tired”

“I don’t think so, I’m the one who needs to prove you something” he kissed your neck, and you closed your eyes, enjoying his touch before pulling out of his lap.

His confused eyes made you laugh, even harder when he pouted like a child.

“You didn't think it would be that easy, right? No kisses before my dinner” you shrugged.

“Y/N” he whimpered. “It’s like we're starting from scratch?”

“Yes”

Mason sighed, getting up and walking towards you. “Give me a last one, then”

You got closer to him, slowly. Mason licked his lips wet in anticipation, his hands ready to hold you, when you gave his cheek a peck and ran upstairs.

“Don't forget to close Chilly’s door” you screamed, making him laugh.

“I love you too, sweetheart” he shook his head, just happy that he got another chance.

Once in Ben’s room’s safety, you texted your best friend since he loves to be updated about your life like is a reality show.

—

Mason’s game Saturday afternoon was fantastic, and he even gave Rashy an assist. This would mean Ben was the moody of the moodiest, but he told you he’d be fine, not wanting to mess up with your weekend. You wrote a mental note to spend an entire afternoon with him.

When Mount left the locker room and the boys invited him, he shook his head, smiling.

“What’s about that smile?” Sancho raised an eyebrow.

“It seems like someone visited heaven” Martinez smirked, crossing his arms whilst everyone waited for Mason’s response.

Luke laughed, wearing his hoodie and walking towards Mount. “I know that look” he tapped Mason’s shoulder. “It’s Y/N, right?”

“Oh, so the video worked?” Marcus clapped his hands.

“Not exactly, but we’re good now. I’m taking her to dinner”

“That’s my big boy” Sancho jumped on his shoulders.

“He’s actually her big boy, bro” Onana giggled, messing up Mason's hair. “Happy for you, Mount. You found yourself in United, finally have your house and now you have your girl too”

“The start of the season in a new team can be really tough, but you’re going through it Mase. You’ll see, from now on it’ll only get better” Rashford completed, hugging Mason’s head. “We’re happy for you, brother”

He is happy for himself too. No self pity anymore. He’s going to show the world why he deserves his trophies, his fame and his girl.

With that in mind, he knocked at your door hours later, his shaky legs annoying him and your favourite flowers on his hand.

Ben told him your hotel and even gave his name to the receptionist. He felt like he’ll always be in debt with his friend.

Mason ran out of breath with the sight of you. Your red dress was pressing your body in all the right places, ending four fingers above your knees, and your smile was so bright. Your make up was her favourite make up style, a natural one, and your red lipstick matched the colour of your dress. Your white high heels

“Hi baby” he smiled at you, giving you the flowers. “To you”

“Mase! You didn’t need to” you pouted, running inside so you could put them in a vase. He was still smiling when you came back.

“You’re beautiful”

“You’re beautiful too baby boy” you had a look at him. Mason was wearing a white shirt, black pants and his favourite white Nike sneakers. He smiled proudly when you licked your lips wet looking at him.

When he took you to his car, you were a bit confused.

“What happened to your Rover?”

“Washing day” he shrugged, opening his Porsche’s door for you. “Do you like this one?”

You nodded, not trusting yourself to speak. Everything about tonight seemed so dazzling.

When he sat behind the wheel, you felt your legs shake a bit and you couldn't contain your gasp. “Jesus, this is hot”

“Uhm?” Mason looked at you, grinning as he started the car. “You said something, babe?”

You chewed your lower lip, knowing damn well he heard you. Mount laughed at your silence, driving to the restaurant he picked.

It wasn’t a long drive, but you spent the entire time staring at his hands. How they pressed the wheel, how he smiled every time he hit the accelerator. How he smirked when his eyes met yours.

So cocky and feeling himself.

And you like to see him like this.

When he parked in front of your favourite restaurant, you pouted at him. Of course it was the Manchester franchise, but his concern with choosing somewhere you would like in his town made you happy.

“Don’t” he closed his eyes, smirking. “I don’t want to ruin your lipstick yet”

You rolled your eyes, and couldn’t help yourself but feel giddy. “Who said you’re ruining my lipstick tonight?”

“I said” he opened his door, running to get to yours before you could open it by yourself. You always felt good around Mason, but being his best friend and being his girl were two different things.

And nothing in this world ever felt as good as being his girl.

You never thought you’d have a dinner date with Mason, but you had. And it was unreal. Everything about the restaurant was so cosy, and the way he looked at you the whole night…

“You’re sure there’s no problem if someone sees us here?”

“You need to relax, love. It’s just me, uh? Not Mason Mount, just your Mason”

“I don’t want you to get in trouble”

“I won’t. Now, white wine and cheesy pasta?” he smiled, and you nodded fervently. You both talked about how’s been settling down in Manchester, his first Manchester Derby and your visits to Stamford, avoiding talking about Enzo and Mason’s partying night.

He also asked about your work, your family, Ben and Nathan. You asked about his new teammates and if they’re already friends, Mason smiled at every answer and question, and you were so happy your belly hurts from laughing.

When you were finished with your food, Mase ordered a chocolate dessert, knowing how much you love sweets after a meal.

“Close your eyes for me, princess. I want you to guess what I ordered” he smiled, and you obeyed immediately.

“It has strawberries?”

“Hm, no”

“Mango? Grapes?”

“Wow, you’re a fruity woman. But no” you could hear his giggles.

“It’s dark chocolate?”

“Yes baby, your favourite”

“Oh, oh!! Petit gateau with the 60% cocoa ganache and cocoa powder sprinkled” you opened your eyes, looking at him instead of the table. “Did I get it?”

Mase had the most beautiful smile, his eyes shut. When he didn’t answer you, you looked at the table just to find the dessert you described – and a ring.

“What- what is this?”

“I promise” Mason started, and you felt your eyes watering. “That I’ll love you just as much as you love bitter chocolate. I do already” he giggled, and you felt like your heart was about to stop.

“Baby…”

“I think you should be my girl, Y/N”

“I’m your girl” you murmured, feeling your heart pounding with love.

“Alright, I think you should be my girlfriend then. The last week just proved that we want each other and not being sincere about our feelings will only leave space for us to get hurt. I don’t want us to get hurt”

You walked towards him sitting in his lap not really caring if other people would comment about it.

“Me neither, sweet boy. But we live in different cities-”

“We’ll manage this. We can make it work. It’s what we’ve been doing since I left, babe. But now I’ll be even more anxious to see you cause I know I’ll be able to kiss you” he chuckled, kissing your chin before brushing his lips in your ear. “And touch you in a way is reserved to me”

“Put it on my ring” you whispered to him, trying to focus. He bit his lower lip in concentration, taking the tiny box and admiring his choice, a shining silver with a red jewel.

“I was going to buy a blue one, but…”

“Red is your colour now. It fits you, and it fits me. That’s all” you reassured him, stroking his chin with one hand while he held the other, sliding the ring through your ring finger.

You cupped his face when he finished, kissing his cheeks, nose and lips. It felt pretty good to see your lipstick marks all over him.

“Want your dessert now?” he smiled sheepishly and you nodded, choosing to stay in his lap while you ate your petit gateau.

It was really yummy and you felt happiness spreading over you, realising how much he knows you for asking something you would like that much.

“You shouldn’t press yourself against my cock like that, you know?” Mason suddenly murmured, scaring you. “It would be really embarrassing for me to cum that fast”

You choked a bit, pushing the plate away. “I’m done”

“Already?” he giggled when you nodded, looking at him with pleading eyes.

He asked for the bill and paid for it before getting up with you and guiding you by your waist. When both of you got to his car, he opened your door and kissed your cheek, making you all giddy.

While he walked around the car and entered, you texted Ben.

Already locking his seatbelt Mase smirked at your giggles, imagining who you were speaking with.

Mason didn’t even ask where you wanted to go, driving his home with just one hand while the other squeezed your thigh.

It was intimate and his hand was warm and you couldn’t stop yourself from thinking how hot he looked while driving that way.

When he parked in his garage, you instantly felt nervous. It was your first time at his new house, and he could sense your tension.

“It’s just like when you used to come to my house in London” he hugged you from behind. “But we’re not in London anymore”

“And we’re not best friends anymore” you completed.

“No. We’re even better now” he kissed your neck, taking your hand and guiding you inside.

It was a big house, but comfortable at the same time. Mason was still decorating, but already seemed like his place.

It was late already, so he took you straight upstairs.

“Here’s my room, and my bathroom is right there. You can take off your makeup, I brought your makeup remover and a lot of cotton pads”

“I’ll need a t-shirt” you pouted, realising how much you two look like big babies pouting all the time. “And a boxer, it’s more comfortable”

“Yas ma’am. But first” he held your waist, pushing you against him. His other hand went to your neck, his fingers getting into your hair.

Mason leaned towards you, brushing your nose with his and pecking your lips before giving you a real kiss. His tongue sliding into your mouth the second you gave him permission.

He groaned when your nails scratched his scalp and you whined in his mouth, trying to get closer to him. Mason’s hands slid through your body, and he squeezed your bum, making your grip on him tighter.

“I told you” he said once you both broke apart looking for air, running his finger through your lower lip. “Deliciously ruined”

You pecked his lips one more time, feeling your legs a bit shaky.

“I love you”

“I love you so much more” he kissed your neck. “Now go get ready for bed, please. I don’t have strength enough to do what I want to do with you right now”

You chuckled, also feeling too tired for anything. It was a perfect night and you just wanted to finish it laying with your boyfriend, cuddling all night.

After taking off your makeup, you came back to Mase’s room and found him with the most beautiful sleepy face, holding his clothes for you. You quickly changed, letting him look at your body for a few seconds before wearing his t-shirt and boxer.

“Shit, you look so hot. And so cosy. I don’t know if I want to fuck you or cuddle you”

“Well the only thing you’re able to do right now is cuddling” you giggled, and Mason hit your ass.

He tucked you in bed, and you sighed in content. It was always so good to cuddle with him, feeling his body touching yours.

You knew both of you were horny and desperate for each other, but at the same time you were drained with the day’s surprises, and your boy had just won a game earlier. More than that, you were just happy. That you were in his arms, that he is totally yours now, that he loves you.

Happy that you’re able to sleep with his body that close to yours.

—

It’s been two months since Mason asked you to be his girlfriend and you said yes. You both were able to manage the distance, but you were broken to be that far away from him.

When you asked Chilly to meet you that Thursday night, you really thought it wouldn’t be that hard. That you would have time to talk to him before telling the news.

But just like Mason, your best friend knows you, and his soft eyes shined with unshed tears before you even opened your mouth.

You hugged him, instantly tucking your face on his neck.

“I’m moving” you tried to tell him yourself, even though he already saw this on your face. “I’ll go to Manchester, Chilly”

He kissed the top of your head, hugging you tightly. “I’ll miss you, a lot, but I’m happy you made the decision. He was making me crazy with all the texts about missing you”

“I wish I could stay- really” you tried to explain, tightening your grip on hip, but Chilly shook his head.

“I’m missing my best friend, yes. But you?” Ben shrugged. “You’re missing the entire other half of you. I understand why you need to go. I’m happy you’re going, actually. Happy for you, and for my boy that’ll now feel complete”

“I’ll miss you so much, Benji” you pulled back to look at him with big sad eyes.

“But you’ll be happier there. And this is enough for me. Just promise me we’ll text everyday and you’ll visit me on my important games”

You nodded, squeezing his waist. “I’ll visit all the time. And you can always visit too, you know” you stared at him. “I love you. I love both of you so much it hurts”

“We love you more, you know” Ben chuckled, kissing your forehead.

You were happy with your best friend's support, and after a nice lunch with him you texted your boy.

You laughed at him, so silly.

When you had all your most important things in your car hours later, you FaceTimed Mason.

“Hi my sweetie cutie pie” he answered immediately.

“Hi big boy” you smiled at him, locking your old small and pretty house, that was already on sale.

“Big, uh?” a different voice came from his phone, and you felt the blood rushing into your cheeks when Rashford appeared through your screen. “Hi cutie pie” he mocked Mason.

“Hi Rashy. Boys night out?”

“Not actually, is just me, Mase and Sanch”

“You’re coming?” Mason appeared again, and Marcus snorted.

“I’m leaving now, but it’s a long drive, you can stay with them” you assured him, entering your car.

“Wish I could pick you up” he pouted. “Be careful love”

“Join us when you arrive, baby girl” Marcus mocked again, and Mason fulmed him with his eyes.

“Don’t call her like that” your jealous boy complained.

“Ohhhh” you could hear Sancho’s voice. “He’s right Rashy, you can’t call your buddy’s girl like that even if it’s ironic”

“Sorry, sorry. Just tell her to join us”

“You want to come, babe?” he looked at you with his big brown eyes and you nodded.

“This phrase went weird bro” Sancho murmured, causing Marcus to break into laughter.

“Jesus, I can’t with you two” he snorted, causing you to smile. “I’ll send my location and you decide if you want to show or if you’re too tired, just let me know if you choose go straight home so I can come to you”

“Yes sir” you nodded again, starting the car. “See you soon” you whispered, receiving an affected smile.

“God, I can’t wait” he murmured with shining eyes, instantly being teased by his friends. “I love you baby”

“Love you more” you blow him a kiss before turning the call off, adjusting your seat belt and driving off of the porch line. Driving home. To your man and your new life.

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Second Chances/Mat Barzal

Description: As All-Star Weekend drew close you couldn’t help but wonder if Mat would remember you. It was less than a year ago when you two had met in NYC. Now you were on your way towards your dream job as a sports journalist. And with this gig at the NHL’s ASG, the last thing you needed was to be distracted by Mat. 

Word Count: 1.7K

Warnings: A few swear words

Author’s Note: I have a lot of Barzy feelings so I hope you guys like it. I have an idea for a part two might include smut if I’m feeling bold so please lmk what you think! Thanks for reading loves ☺️

Flashback

“How does this all work again?” you asked your best friend while putting on your makeup at her Manhattan apartment. 

“I’m going to text Isaac when we get there and he’s coming to meet us and take us in. Usually they sit us at a table with a bunch of other girls and bring a bottle or two to start. From there it’s pretty much up to us, we can do whatever we want.”

This whole VIP clubbing experience was completely out of your element. Izzy, your former teammate in college and close friend had become a model since moving to the city. She knew guys like Isaac who were big time club promoters and could hook her up with pretty much anything NYC nightlife had to offer. You just tagged along for the ride. 

Since you arrived at the club however you’d been able to relax. All Izzy’s friends were super nice and fun to be around. Between all the drinks and dancing however there was a group of guys who kept catching your eye. Izzy warned you that 1 Oak often had celebs but you weren’t quite sure if you’d seen them before. While the girls were dancing you took a break to rest your feet (heels hurt sometimes) and sat down at the table for another drink. That was when he approached you. You honestly didn’t even remember the first words he said. It was as if your brain had paused for a moment, wondering why a guy this attractive had come up to you. 

“Mat” He said. You gave him your name, unsure if you should shake his hand or not. How do people greet at clubs anyways, you thought to yourself.

“Are you from here or just visiting?” 

“I live in Boston, well Cambridge technically. I’m in my last year at harvard” 

“Damn smart girl I see” Mat said. He seemed like he was flirting but also genuinely impressed at that name drop.

“I got a soccer scholarship, I’m not really that smart” you laughed back. “Izzy lives here, she was my teammate the last 3 years” you gestured towards her and the others dancing. 

At first it was a little awkward but quickly you figured out how much you had in common.Talking about favorite foods, music, TV, and of course sports. The last subject was interesting. He seemed so excited at first yet turned around, seeming a little shy to give any details. .

After a little more conversation you followed him back to his table to grab a few more drinks, and that’s when you figured it out. The slight hint of a Canadian accent along with his friends all looking young and very in shape gave it away. This guy was definitely a professional athlete. You guessed hockey but didn’t want him to think you secretly knew who he was so you hid that guess.

“What sport do you play?” A little smirk dancing across your lips. 

“How’d you know?”

“Educated guess” 

“Hockey, we all play for the Islanders” He looked a little shy, running his fingers through his hair. 

Internally you were freaking out just a bit. Growing up near Boston the Bruins were like a religion in your hometown. The NHL playoffs had always been your favorite time for any sport. There was just a level of intensity and excitement that couldn’t be matched. But on the outside you kept your cool...somehow. And after a little more chatting he pulled you over to the dance floor. 

Eventually Mat’s friends were ready to head home and so were yours. He lived with an older teammate since it was his rookie season and you were crashing at Izzy’s place, so that small part of you who wanted to go home with him (even though you really don’t leave places with boys you’d never met before) was out of luck. 

“I’d ask for your number but my phone died” He said, the cute shyness from when he confessed his job was back. 

“Give me yours” you said, handing him your phone. Alcohol was certainly not a negative when it came to confidence. 

But the next morning you woke up. And the insecure part of your brain convinced yourself he probably had lots of girls texting him every day and it wasn’t worth the possible embarrassment.  Plus it was nearing the end of your trip to NYC and it was almost time to head back to school for senior fall; aka the last season of your college sports career. 

So you never texted him, figuring he would forget soon enough and you could save yourself the heartbreak of falling for him just to find out you were only a number on his list. It wasn’t easy. Boys like that didn’t come around often. You looked at his name countless times in your phone, debating on calling. But the longer you waited the more it seemed weird to reach out. Would he ask why it took so long? Would he even remember you? 

All star weekend 

St. Louis was the perfect place to host. After winning the cup the city was buzzing with excitement over hockey. While you were a little nervous to be at such a big event, this wasn’t your first reporting experience. You’d done tons of interviews with other D1 athletes around campus and even filled in for a week as the rinkside reporter with the Bruins.

When you first entered the locker room on Friday it was impossible not to scan around for him. When Mat wasn’t there you couldn’t decide whether it was a relief or a dissapointment. There wasn’t a lot of time to dwell on things however, interviews needed to get done. It was mostly just fluff, funny questions for some social media content, You were talking to Sid, the usual polite yet unrevealing way of avoiding his private life, when someone entering the room immediately grabbed your attention. Mat had walked in. You could feel your heart start to beat faster. It could be the nervous anticipation of a potential awkward encounter. Thankfully your brain still worked and it quickly brought your attention back to Sid. 

“And Conor McDavid comes up short. Mat Barzal is your new NHL All-Star fastest skater” The announcement rang loudly throughout the arena. 

Mat won. Mat just won. It kept repeating in your mind like an echo. Because you knew what that meant. You had to interview him. He was laughing with some of the other guys as you watched the producer approach him. Chatting with the cameraman seemed a good option to avoid looking like you were starring in his direction. As he walked towards you his expression was blank. 

“Congratulations on winning the first event of day one. How does it feel to know you dethroned a three time winner?” 

Silence. Your eyes widened, hoping to provoke an answer.

“Um yeah it’s pretty cool. Conor’s a really fast skater so I feel a little lucky.”

“I know you guys don’t get much time to warm up. Is the crowd a big energizing factor in something like this?”

“Sure” Silence again. 

“Uh I mean we’re here because of the fans. So uh yeah we want to do our best and give them a good show” 

The rest of the interview went about the same. You were sure the others watching could feel the awkwardness in the air. Although he didn’t show any signs of recognizing you, Mat wasn’t known for being cold towards reporters. Something must have been your fault for the less than stellar interview which thankfully was over. 

“Y/N” 

It wasn’t a question but more of a statement. You looked down at your feet, even though you’d been looking him in the eyes the whole interview. It was a little late for shyness but the absence of the cameras and knowing he recognized you took away any semblance of confidence you previously had. 

“Hey Mat” 

“Why didn’t you call me?” 

Shit. You knew this question was coming but you’d hoped he would at least make some small talk first. Maybe enough to give you a chance to think of an answer. But now he looked just as worried as you, running his fingers through his hair. 

“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to put you on the spot. I just….I don’t know, I enjoyed talking to you that night and I just figured you would and then you never did and I couldn’t do anything,,,,” He trailed off getting quieter at the end, 

“I’m sorry, You’re not crazy Mat. I had a really great time that night. I’m not sure what to say. I know it’s a stupid excuse but I was leaving to go home to Boston so soon and I just convinced myself you were, ya know, this impressive star athlete and it wouldn’t matter if I never said anything because you would forget which I know isn’t fair since you’re a perfectly nice guy and..”

“Come to dinner tonight.” He cut you off.

“I’m supposed to go out with some of the other guys but a lot of them have family or girlfriends coming too. So you won’t be crashing guys’ night or anything.” 

“t’ll be low key don’t worry” He added, sensing your hesitation. 

“Okay, I’ll go” 

“I have to get back, but text me and I’ll send you the details” 

“Sounds great” Biting your lip did not do enough to hide the smile growing on your face. It was a group dinner, but no matter how you looked at it, you were going to dinner with Mat Barzal. Who ever said second chances don’t exist.

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Meanwhile...

Season 1 Ep. 3 - Dead in the Water

Previously on Supernatural: Three friends try to recreate Stand by Me.

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“You promised me he wasn’t coming!” Lucas whined in a way that would be embarrassing if his friends saw. Of course she couldn’t keep a promise when it came to her new boyfriend.  He hadn’t been around very long, yet Paul was always inviting himself over and invading their lives.  

“Lucas, he wanted to come. Paul just wants to celebrate your birthday with you.”  His mother said, placing a lock of hair behind her ear and crossing her arms.  This wasn’t a good sign, the pose normally meant she was getting angry. “He even brought a gift for you.”

He rolled his eyes and turned to leave the kitchen.

“He’s not welcome.  I’m going back upstairs.”  He could hear his friends laughing and didn’t want to miss out on the matches.  He walked quickly to the front hall and turned to head for the stairs.  

“Come back down for cake soon!”  His mom yelled after him.  He kept walking, heading for the stairs by the front door, nearly bumping into someone.  He looked up to see an older man wearing his normal crusty plaid shirt, baseball cap, and dad jeans. Lucas made to walk past Paul, but the man awkwardly moved in front, blocking his way again.

“Happy Birthday dude!” Paul said through a large smile.  He went to hug Lucas, but when he took a step back, Paul paused, then took something out of his coat pocket instead. “Here take this, I’m going to go see if I can help your mom with the cake.”  He pushed a small wrapped box into Lucas’s arms. Than with the stupid whistling that he always does, he stomps into the kitchen.

The package in his hands was lumpy and wrapped poorly with weird bulges in the paper and a store-bought bow perched in the middle. He scowled at it, a present from Paul was bound to be bad, probably stupid baseball jersey.

Lucas nodded, then ran upstairs not bothering to look at the package.  He heard his friends making weird noises from down the hall. It sounded as if they were mimicking the sounds of explosions and gunfire around mouthfuls of snacks. 

“Lucas!  Finally you’re back!  You mentioned you liked this band, but I didn’t know you had so many concert posters. Aren’t these guys like super old?”  His friend Artie said, smirking, as he pointed at a poster on the wall.  There was a collection of 70s and 80s style posters in an array of colors. They all had one similarity and that was a zeppelin flying across the poster with a band name written across the top.

“Come on, man they’re a great band!” He exclaimed, only sounding slightly defensive.  Lucas dropped the gift in the pile on his desk, with the rest and walked over to sit next to Artie on the floor. 

“I guess.  My dad plays their tape in the car all the time.  It gets annoying after awhile.”  Artie replied, crossing his arms. He was focused on the tv, controller in his hands, twisting this way and that as if it controlled his character better.

“It's such dad music.” Elijah said it like it was a slur. Elijah liked to think he invented good taste, which always made him fun to rile up. He made it easy too, all you had to do was say that Tarantino was a hack.

“They are a classic! Way more well known than your EDM DJs.” Lucas snapped back watching at Alijah’s face got slightly red and his playing started to slip.

“When did you start listening to them?”  Sid asked, controller in his hands, twisting this way and that as if it controlled his character better.

Lucas smiles watching as Sid landed a hit on Elijah’s character, “Around the time when we moved.  A friend introduced me to them.  All I can say is Zeppelin Rules.”

The room goes silent as the boys all look at Lucas.

“Alright then, David just destroyed Sid, you sub’ in Lucas.  I bet you can’t beat him!” Elijah smiled, flicking his moppy hair out of his eyes.

“Yeah right, did you forget this is my game?”  Lucas smiled and grabbed the controller from Sid.

A few minutes later David was yelling and cursing his luck.  Just as he was asking for a re-match, they heard a voice yelling from down the hall.

“Kids, Food is ready!” His mother called from the kitchen.

“One minute mom.” Lucas replied by starting up a new round to kick David’s butt again.

“Come on Lucas! If you don’t come now you won’t have time to open your gifts!” His mother called.

“Better hurry before I eat all the cake!” Lucas rolled his eyes, Paul was trying to be funny again. His friends however, began to shift, getting up to head into the other room.

“Cake sounds good to me!” Sid said, happily jumping up and heading for the door. David sighed.

“Fine but I want a re-match before I leave!” He said, pointing the controller at Lucas. 

“Coming mom!”

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As the sun started to set, Lucas was sitting at the mahogany table surrounded by wrapping paper, crumb covered plates, and his excited friends. He was inspecting the back of the game David had given him, when his mom placed a lumpy package in front of him.

“Don’t forget this one!”  She said looking expectantly at him, She turned and smiled back at Paul. once she was close enough, Paul had his hand around her waist, with a big dumb smile on his face. Gross.

Lucas hadn’t forgotten, he was just more excited to open his friends’ gifts. They got him things he actually wanted like new games.  He also wasn’t expecting much from Paul, it was probably going to be something he didn't want but it would impress him mom. Like, a book on submarines in world war one or underwear, sensible and boring. 

He heard his friends mumbling to each other as he unwrapped the camo-print gift.  Inside was a crushed brown rectangular package.  He quickly shook it and felt the weight shift, but it didn’t make a noise. It was too big for a game and two small for a nice sketchbook.  As he opened the box he sighed, seeing the contents were clothing, sensible and boring.

He was about to give a fake thank you, ready to throw the half open package into his closet, but then he saw the logo.  Blue, Gold and orange faded together to make up the illustration of a fleet of zeppelins flying through the sky. Emblazoned over the top of design was United States Tour ‘77 Led Zeppelin. It was faded and cracked, from years of it being washed, dried, folded and loved.

Paul had given him a Led Zeppelin t-shirt. He pulled out of the paper and could feel something more solid wrapped in the faded fabric.  Slowly unfolding the shirt he found a CD copy of their first album. Lucas stared down at the gift, at a loss for words.

“I hope you don't mind” Paul actually sounded slightly nervous, “the shirt being too big. It's original. I got it at my first concert.”  Lucas just stared at him, he still had his stupid hand around his mom. Still had that stupid hat and flannel shirt on. Still whistled his stupid tunes. Now though, he seemed so different. Like a man he never met before, like a man that he could see driving around in a muscle car, shooting guns and zig zagging across the country.

“You’re giving this to me?” This shirt had to be worth hundreds of dollars.

“Of course, it’s your birthday.” Paul said like it was absolutely nothing, His mom was beaming at the man. She looked so happy and Lucas couldn't really remember the last time he saw his mom like that. She didn't like to talk about it but he honestly didn't remember much before they moved. Just that she felt like they had to. To many bad memories back in Lake Manitoc. “And I know how much you like them.” Paul continues pulling Lucas out of his thoughts.

Looking back at the shirt a massive smile grew on Luca’s face.  Maybe this guy wasn’t so bad after all.

Can we talk about how incredibly dark this episode was. like out body count practically doubled in this one episode alone.

Onscreen Body Count: 10

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When we see each other again

This is a short story, after the dark owl episode. Hope you like it and let me know, if it wouldn’t be awesome if something like this would happen in the rest of the second season.

Warning one: bad English.

Warning two: spoilers of season two

„ Plagg Please“ whine Adrien despairing „ Just one little hint. that’s all I ask!“

Plagg look over to Adrien, he sit on his Couch and look with the best Kitty eyes he had up to him. „No Kid, I can't“ answer he for the tenth time, in the half hour since they where back home. Adrien slump back in his seat Plagg really wish he could give Adrien what he want, just a tiny hint, how the love of his live, his lady, look like behind her red black spotted mask but..

“ Camembert!“ Whisper Adrien suddenly. „ I give you as much Camembert as you want. No limits You can eat it all in my bed and throw it up there too “ offer he hopeful “But please Plagg. Tell me something!” The Kwami sigh sad. Now was the time, that Plagg had to tell Adrien something about himself. Something so important that his chosen would understand, why he can't give him a hint. Plagg fly down on the table. „ Kid there is no Camembert in the world who can convince me“

„ Are you doing this for your amusement?“ snapped Adrien

„ No kid“

„ And why then?“

„ Adrien. I know you are too young to understand what I’m talking about, but trust me there is no greater good in my life that scars me so much to lose. So even If I want to tell you. I can’t „

Adrien snort “’Greater good'? Plagg you are a God! What the hell, can be so scared about losing this ‘greater good' that you act like this. What is it anyway ?“

Plagg smirk sad „ My Wife Kid. She is the greater good and I’m not going to mess around with her and betray her trust“

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„ Tikki?“ ask Marinette from her bed. It was the first time since they had come home from Alya, that Marinette actually spoke, with her half eaten cookie she fly to her.

„ Yes Marientte“ the girl sit in her bed and look with a jumpy view to her „ Uhm S..So. H..How is Chat in civil?“ ask she Tikki drop her cookie „ What?“ Marinette preset her chuckle together

„ Well, you have see him and i don't want know his name, although you didn't know it either right?” Tikkis blue eyes grows in shock “ I..I just want to know, if he is still my Chat“ added her chosen in a whisper.

„ Of corse he is Marinette. Only because i know who he is it doesn’t change him“ Marinette blush light „ No. I..i mean is he still tall and blond? Are his eyes green or have they an other colour? Was he nervous that I touch him or did he smirk, like he always do?“

„ Marientte I can't tell you this“ Marinette face pale, like something click in her mind, she let her self fall back into her pillow

„ Of corse, your right. sorry Tikki“ Tikki land of Marinett chest „ Mari where is this all coming from?“ Was is all ready happen? The shift, who changed all? Marinette look down at her „M.. my heart. It skip a beat when Chat touch my bare hand“ Tikki saw the tears in her eye corner. „ I…I think I’m falling in love with Chat and I can't fall for him only because of a touch Tikki. So please tell me something about him“ Marinette close her eyes tears roll down her cheek, Tikki fly up and hug her wet cheek. She hate this part of her Job, but at last the Chat chosen wouldn’t kill her chosen, this time. “ Oh Marinette” whisper she pitiful, She try to keep her own feelings down, she had to. Marinette need her now, but Tikki couldn’t forget, the green eyes, who had look so despairing at her, when she had decided, to let there chosen keep there secret „ I have seen my husband today and i miss him so much that it hurt“ whisper Tikki in a soft snob, “ Tikki” Marinette’s hand pull her closer on her cheek, so that both could cry.

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„ You are married?“ ask Adrien dry after a wile. Poor boy, Plagg saw how his face went from red to pale, Then again deep red bevor he had spoke „ Yes“ Adrien nod casual

„ I assume that she is Ladybugs Kwami“

„ Her Name is Tikki. Yes“ Adrien lean back, now he understand why Plagg didn’t try to blackmailing him with this information.

„ Plagg i don't ask you ever again for a hint about Ladybug“

„ Thank you“

„ But I want ask you something eals“ Plagg blink. ‘Oh damn, it was to easy'

” Kid if the next words content Ladybug..“ Adrien shock his head „ No. I give you my word. I just want to know everything about Tikki“

„ Tikki? She is…” The tiny god tipped his head “ She is my other half” Adrien raise his eyebrows

“ That’s it? She is you other half” Plagg nod “ And here I thought that you would be in love with her” For the first time he knew Plagg, the tiny god blush “ I am Adrien. A Kwami marriage is still a marriage, If I don't would Loved her with all my heart I didn’t had ask her to merry me” Adrien smirk “ So you do love things beside camembert” teased he him and pock him affectual in his still blushed cheek. “ I.. Would give her the last piece of camembert, when she would like it”

“ Tikki don't like chees?”

“ No, she always had a sweet tooth. She is the sweetest Kwami I know, that’s one of the reason I love her so much” confess he, his chosen look still at him with a huge smirk.

“Stop grinning like this!” Huff Plagg embarrassed. Adrien chuckle light “ Sorry is just.. You really are in love with her uh?”

“ How I already told you, of corse I am! She is my better half and I don't know what I would do without her in my life.” Plagg views softer a lovesick smile play around his mouth “ She knows things about me, sees parts of me, that i even know i had it in my until she find them. I love her, so much Kid. She let me feel good the way I am, but still she made my to a better Kwami or no i want to be a better Kwami just for her.”

“ Aww Plagg that’s cute”

The Kwami sigh “ Well, she let me always feel this way you know. No matter how much time will past, until we see each other again. My heart skip a beat and I feel whole again. She is my light, my happiness. My other half, i don't want do something that could hurt her “

„ Why you don’t talk sooner about her?“

Plagg smile felt „ It hurt to talk about her“ whisper he.“ To have her so close, but don't see her is painful for me“ Adrien’s eyes shows the pity he feels for his friend „ If you ever want to tell me more about her. I’m here for you to listen“ Plagg fly to him and hug his cheek. Adrien look surprised. It was the first time Plagg did something like this. „ Thank you Adrien“

„ I’m sorry that i can’t help you more right now buddy“ Plagg look up to him „ You are helping me right now with been my friend kid“

Adrien wait a wile bevor he ask Plagg to transform for a short run. Plagg agree immediately and transformed him. Chat Noir stand on the window and sigh deep. The way Plagg had talk about Tikki, hurt Adrien. It hurt him that his Kwami had to feel this, it hurt him, because the way Tikki let feel Plagg hole, he never felt, not even with Ladybug. He climbs out of the Window and start to run. He jump over the roof, Deep in his own troughs when he past his school ‚ Sid kick? Chat is a hero too!‘ Chat stop when Marinette’s voice echoed through his mind. A light smile played around his mouth corner. Right. Chloe had try to tease Marientte short after her birthday, for being saved from the sidekick instant, like her, from the main hero. It wasn't the first time people defense Chat Noir in front of a hard core Ladybug fan, but the way Marinette had Talk about him, with such a passion and the soft glam in her blue eyes , it had warmth his heart and let him feel dizzy the hoe day. The named heart that now beat a bit it fast in his chest. It happen to much lately when he thought about his Friend.

„ Shhhht slow down“ whisper he to him self with closed eyes he patted soft his own chest. „ Chat?“ Marinette’s voice let his eyes snap open. What was she doing out here in the death of the night? He turn around and gabs surprised „ Oh Ah H… Hi.. L..Ladybug“ stutter he guilty, like a toddler who got catch by his mother, doing something wrong His partner look worry at him „ What are you doing out here? I thought we had agree that we don't made the patrol tonight“ Chat nod quick „ I wasn't on patrol I.. I just need a bit fresh air and you?“ his heart beat in his throat. God why was he feeling so damn guilty? „ Yea me too“ They felt in a awake silence. Chat shift from foot to foot. This was so strange! There Kwami knows, but they didn't and…he blink ‘ Oh my.. That’s the answer to my problem!’ taking a deep breath, he nod to him self, he had to say it, at last ask her. If Ladybug would be up for his idea?

„ Ladybug i have to ask you something really imported“

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Plagg open surprised his eyes „ Kid this was a short run“ mutter he Adrien smile at him „ Had something imported to do for you“ Plagg blink „ For me? Wait why are we on a roof?“ Adrien lean back on the chimney. „ Chat is everything all right over there?“ calld a female voice form the other side of the chimney „ Yes Ladybug“ Plagg eyes grows „ Kid what are you two doing?“

„ Plagg?“ the black Kwami turn around. Tikki face light up. „ Plagg!“ she rush into his arms, her head knock soft on his chest instinctive his paws wrap tight around her shoulder „ What’s going on here?“ whisper he with broken voice. „ We thought that when you both miss each other so much and we have a way to keep our identities save. That there is no need for the two of you to miss each other“ explain Adrien in a softer voice. „ It was Chats idea“ correct Ladybug him. „ You had done the same My Lady“ remind he her. She giggle soft „ yes I would have“ Amit she

„ Kid that’s.. Thank you“

„ Your welcome“ Adrien look to the new Kwami „ So You are the famous Tikki“ The Ladybug Kwami Rup soft her eyes „ Yes. Hi Chat Noir nice to meet you official“

„ Hello Tikki. Is a pleasure“

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Marinette smile to her self. Chat really knows how to surprised her every time anew. She listen how Tikki talk with him. She sound happy and this made Marinette happy. Even that she wish she could spy around the small chimney and see her partner. Chat. Marinette lean her head against the bricks and sigh, her love life was going to be complicated when she admit that she really had more then platonic feelings for him. She shake her head. It all ready happen, she like Chat in a way that top the way she feels for Adrien. Great her heart was split in two and she didn’t know what do about it.

„ So Plagg this is Ladybug“ said Tikki happy „ Hi Sweetie“ Marinette look at the black Cat. „ Hi. Aww you are adorable“ Plagg grin „ I like you already“ Marinette giggle and stroke over his head „ Ah. He is adorable and I’m a hug Bug rat?“ ask Tikki playful. Marinette look apologized to her when Chat said „ Wait until she know him better. Then she will see, who the adorable out of you two is“ Plagg ignore his chosen and purred „ Oh Ladybug your sooo sweet, aww if Kid could see you now. Oh wait he can't“ Marinette laugh about Chats painful growl „ One day he will know it too Plagg “ answer she honest „ And until then, you two can see each other more often true the patrols, but only if you stop teasing him“ Plagg purr stopped, with wide green eyes he look surprised at her„ Wait this isn't a one time thing?“ Marinette shock her head „ But this is dangerous“ said Tikki worry „ Let it to us. We have to find one or two things out, but we can do it. For you two”

„ Thank you Ladybug“ answer Plagg with a trembling voice. He press Tikki closer on his side

„ We never had such chosen like you two“ Marinette grin „ I hop in a good way“

“ In the best way”

„ Uhm what do you say Kitty, a race around the roofs?“ ask Tikki Plagg smirk, “Only a short one. We don't want tempt them to much to look“ Tikki giggle and zip away, with a moody sigh Plagg chase after her.

„ Hey LB?“ said Chat quiet

„ Yes?“

„ Thank you for this. It means a lot for Plagg“ without looking, Marinette lean her hand back, until she find his hand to hold, with a smirk she feels her heart skip again a beat

„ I’m glad you hade this idea Kitty“ response she soft. The cold air brushed over her blushed face and she know it exactly.

„ Chat“

„ Hmm?“

„ Your my best friend and no matter what will happen, some day you will know who I am“ promised she honest, „ You are m best friend too Bug and someday, when we know. We’ll spend a day with each other and do totally funny stuff with them. Only the four of us.“

Marinette smile soft „ It s a date“

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Tikki look over to the roof with the two teens. There hands entwined, but looking strait in the opposite direction„ You know, it will happen soon“ whisper she to Plagg. Her husband nod „ I hate the shift“ agree he „ Well at last we can see each other more and keep us update“ Plagg nuzzled his head on hers „ Yea that’s true, but i hate to see Adrien down“ „ Me too. I think Marinette feels it already “ Plagg look surprised down at her „ What?“ The red Kwami nod „ She ask me about him. The way she did it and looked. She is falling in love with him again“ Plagg look over to his chosen„ Maybe this time is one without to much drama“ Tikki giggle „ oh I’m sure about this. But until then“

„ We don't say a single word“ finish Plagg her sent. She look up to him. With a tender smile she Rupp her nous over his. For a short moment, Adrien and Marinette could see, out of there eye corners, a pink green sparkling light.

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Bonus:

Marinette lay half asleep in her bed. „ Tikki?“ said she soft „ Hmm?“ ask Tikki back near her pigtail „ I’m in love with him“ whisper she, Tikki pat with her time paw her cheek „ Oh Marinette“

„ I know. I’m sitting in the dirt“

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Adrien heard the peacefully snore from Plagg. His hand lay over his chest feeling his own fast beading heart. He was use to it ever time, after he sees his Lady, only that this time it wasn’t because of her. It was a bad singh and he knows it. This wasn’t going to work, he had to stop feeling this way for her, it was to dangerous and he couldn’t lose her or her friendship with his stupid, one side feelings

„ She is a friend. Marinette is just my friend“ repeat he in whisper, like a prey until he fall asleep.

Thank you for read this! I know there are many grammatical errors in this story and if someone of you want to be a beat reader. Please feel free to send me a message.

Happy new year

Chris

#miraculous ladybug #ladybug fanfic #plagg and tikki realshonship #im sorry i don't know how to put this under a cut #dark owl #ml season 2 #season 2 spoilers

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sometimes goodbye is a second chance

The news of the lockout comes as a surprise, but it means that Geno won’t be forced to make a decision on a timeline. He wants to play hockey, he wants to be with Sid on the ice in Pittsburgh but he doesn’t know if he’s ready to come out yet. ship: sid/geno words: 2.2K ao3 A/N: this is my first sid/geno fic so any constructive criticism is welcomed. also the italics is what is said in russian.

August

It’s the middle of the night, the sun has been gone for hours and Geno can’t seem to stop twisting and turning. He doesn’t know what’s going on with him, but he can’t help but think that it’s about Sid’s recent inquiries. Sid wants them to come out and Geno’s not quite sure if he could handle all that entails for him. He knows that Sid has very little to lose, he’s still great on the ice and his parents will adore him no matter what, while neither of them really care what the league believes- they’re too valuable for their sexual orientation to be any sort of issue.

It’s not the same for Geno. He has a lot to lose.

He’s from Russia, which means coming out risks his place on the Olympic roster, his ability to go home, to see his parents and Dennis- he’s getting married next year and Geno needs to be there. His parents know that he’s dating Sid, they have for the past three years, but it’s still awkward between the three of them whenever the topic comes up.

Geno signs. He sits up and throws the comforter off of him before he quietly goes downstairs to the living room. He settles into the couch, staring at the darken television while he tries to figure out what he wants to do. Geno tries not to focus on the pictures that line the mantel next to him, but he can see them out of the corner of his eye. All of them are Sid and Geno together, his favorite is the one closest to the corner armchair, to the untrained eye, it looks like they’re hugging, but in that moment, Sid is kissing his neck, whispering what he wants to do to him once they’re back home in Pittsburgh. The picture next to it is from the day they adopted their German Shepard, Dixie- Sid had called it their first family photo.

With a soft grunt, he pulls out his laptop and quickly books a ticket on the next flight to Magnitogorsk. He needs to get away, time to clear his head. His decision would be easy here, in their home together, where moments of their lives together litter every room of their house. He needs to be reminded of what he’s going to give up by agreeing to it.

He doesn’t go to sleep that night. After the confirmation flashes across his screen, he quietly goes back upstairs and disappears into the closet, packing his road trip bag by randomly grabbing the first clothes he can finds. He might even grab bits and pieces of Sid’s clothes, all of their items are intermixed nowadays. He hides the bag in the back of the closet and lays back down next to his boyfriend.

He looks down, Sid looks so happy and content while he’s sleeping. His eyelashes rest against his cheeks and Geno wants nothing more than to lean down and kiss them, the way that his curls spreads across the pillow that makes Geno want to run his fingers through it, but he settles for a light kiss on Sid’s forehead before getting under the covers and pretending to be asleep once Sid’s alarm rings at 7:45 on the dot.

They spend the day together, Sid’s oblivious to the knowledge that once he goes to sleep, Geno won’t be there.

That night, Geno presses a soft kiss to Sid’s forehead, pats Dixie’s head, and then calls a cab to pick him up from the neighbor’s address. He doesn’t want anyone to know that he’s leaving, so taking his car to the airport was out of the question. He quickly sends a text to his Mama ‘I’m coming home’ before turning his phone off. He’s aware that in a few hours, Sid will be blowing up his phone before enlisting the rest of his teammates.

He goes through check-in and security without being recognized, which is a plus but at three in the morning, the Pittsburgh International Airport is relativity empty and Geno has a hat pulled over his eyes. Once he’s settled into his seat on the plane, he quickly falls asleep. He dreams of Sidney, of their life together. He wakes with a jolt as the plane touches down in Russia- he turns his phone on, it flooded with texts from Sid, Flower, Tanger, Horny, and even a few rookies, but he ignores all of them, trying to find the one from his Mama. He sends her another text saying that he just touched down and he’ll be home soon. While waiting for the plane to taxi into the gate, he takes the time to change his phone background- it was a photo of Dixie and Sid, both of them curled up on the couch while Sid rested from the concussion he suffered during the series against the Capitals. He looks at it long enough to want to go back home, but he quickly changes it to the Pens logo and turns it back off.

September

The news of the lockout comes as a surprise, but it means that Geno won’t be forced to make a decision on a timeline. He wants to play hockey, he wants to be with Sid on the ice in Pittsburgh but he doesn’t know if he’s ready to come out yet. Geno hasn’t given himself any time to really think or talk about it. Natalia keeps pressing him about it, keeps asking why he’s come home so close to the start of the pre-season but Vladimir refuses to listen to any talks about Sid so Geno keeps his mouth closed and spends time at his old club, taking on a small coaching job.

It’s a night while Vladimir is at work that Natalia finally get her son to open up. Geno tells her all about how Sid wants them to come out, how Geno is so scared about the backlash that would come from both his father and his country, how he wants to keep his spot on the Olympic roster because he’s Russian through and through and he doesn’t know what he would do if he can’t play for his country.

“Do you love him?”

“Yes.”

“Does he make you happy?”

“Yes.”

“Does he make you happier than Russia?” The question stumps him, it’s the entire reason he’s come to Russia, to figure out if he could give up home to be with Sidney.

“I don’t know, Mama. That’s why I’m here.”

Natalia sighs and picks up her son’s dinner plate and starts to clean it. “I want you happy, little bear.”

“Hockey make me happy. Sid make me happy. Russia make me happy.”

“You can’t have all three. Hockey and Sid or Hockey and Russia. You’ll always have hockey, no matter which you chose.”

He wants to say the conversion helps, but in reality, it only complicates things. He wants all three, he wants Hockey, Sid, and Russia.

October

Sid only texts him once a week now and Geno never answers, but he always reads them. Sid mostly texts only about Dixie now, about how she still runs around the house looking for her Papa but sometimes, it’s Sid asking to at least text him and tell him that he’s okay. Geno feels bad, he shouldn’t have left like he did, but he didn’t know another way to do it. Today, Sid had sent a picture of Dixie in their closet, laying on top of one of Geno’s jerseys. Geno misses her, he knows that much, and he misses Sid, but he still not sure.

He knows that Sid would be there for him, no matter what Russia said to him, that Sid would hold him while he cried and would tell him that Russia is who is losing by banning him, but it doesn’t comfort Geno as much as he thought it would. He knows that Russia isn’t someone he can come home to, someone who can support him and hold him and love him, but he could always find someone in Russia who did.

But who would love him like Sidney does?

It’s a daily struggle, and each day it’s getting harder and harder to see the end line. Geno knows that lockout is going to end soon and he’s going to have to face Sid, either to break his heart or to tell him that he means more to Geno than his homeland- he still doesn’t know that answer.

November

He’s planning for New Year’s already, planning on going out with friends from his childhood-like he’s going to be here in late December. He doesn’t want to think about the end of the lockout, about the fact he will have to go back to Pittsburgh at some point.

Natalia is still yelling at him every chance to go home and makeup with that boy. He gets a text at least once a day from a teammate, telling him how upset Sid is, about how he hasn’t left the house since Geno left, how he needs to come home.

Geno feels alone.

It’s a new thing. It felt it when he first moved to Pittsburgh, but it’s nothing he’s felt recently. He hasn’t known anyone who has been in his position before, torn between the love of his life and his country. He will figure this out, just not this month.

December

It’s almost Christmas when he get a text from Sidney. It’s the first one in nearly a month- Geno was starting to get worried he was going to forget about him. It’s a picture of the Christmas tree, set up where they’ve had it every year since moving in together, in the corner where the armchair goes. Dixie lays at the base of it, chewing on a toy that Geno hasn’t seen before, and Sid’s feet are resting on the coffee table. Geno stares at the photo- trying not overanalyze it, but it does notice that their picture are still up on the mantel- he can see the cup picture in the corner of the photo.

He misses Sid.

Sid still thinks he’s coming back.

Geno doesn’t respond- just like the hundreds of texts before hand, but he does go downstairs to find Natalia.

“I go home.” He states upon entering the kitchen, where she’s making dinner.

“You are home, little bear.”

“No. Pittsburgh, home. Sid, home.” Natalia nearly drops the potatoes she’s peeling to look at her son.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

Natalia throws her arms around her youngest son, holding him close to her. She knows that this might be the last time she sees him, the last time that she gets to hold him in her arms.

“I love you.” Geno presses a kiss to the top of her head.

“I love you too.”

December 24th

It’s Christmas Eve and maybe landing back in Pittsburgh on this day was bad planning on his behalf, but he wants to be back home for Christmas, so here he is, in the freezing cold, standing on his own doorstep, trying to find the courage to knock. Once he finds the ability to move his hand, he rings the doorbell, listening to Dixie’s barking as she inevitably runs towards the front door in an effort to find out who is breaking the silence of the house. It’s early, Geno knows that, but he’s not sure if Sid’s awake yet, what if Sid’s asleep and he’s forced to stand out---

“G?” Sid said as he rubs his eyes in an effort to try and wake up. Once Sid is able to look up with both eyes, he wraps his arms around Geno’s neck, pulling him as close to him as possible.

“I sorry, Sid, I so sorry.” One of them is crying, and Geno’s not sure which one of them it is. He drops his bags and pulls Sid even closer to him, reminding himself of what he missed for five months. “I love you. Love you much.” He can feel Sid nod against his chest and Geno just holds him for even longer.

Neither of them says, do or move for what feels like hours, but eventually, the cold gets to both of them and Sid pulls Geno into the house- their house. It’s the first time Geno’s gotten to look at Sid. He looks awful. He hasn’t shaved in what looks like months, he’s lost weight, hasn’t kept up with his normal workout routine and definitely hasn’t been on the ice for at least two weeks.

Sid pulls him into the living room and it looks just like the picture Sid sent- everything looks the same as it did when he left. They both settle into the couch, sitting hip to hip but Geno knows that they need to have this conversation before tomorrow.

“Why?” It’s the only word Sid has said since Geno arrived home, but it’s the only one he needs to say.

“Got scared. Knew that if you want to come out I choose between you and Russia.” Sid looks over at him, his eyes wide as he takes in the reason the Geno left so quickly.

“G, no, you don’t have to- we don’t have to come out.” Geno holds up his hand, taking a deep breath while he did so.

“I choose you. I choose Sid. Russia don’t love me like Sid love me.”

The get the phone about the lockout being over two weeks later and they come out after their home opener that season.

#fic: sometimes goodbye is a second chance #sidgeno #fic: written by holly

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Euro papers: Diego Costa could leave Atletico Madrid | Football News

By Adam Newson, Football Whispers

Last Updated: 26/09/19 11:32am

Diego Costa could leave Atletico Madrid

The transfer window is closed until January but that doesn’t mean clubs across Europe aren’t scouting players, speaking to agents and putting the building blocks in place for future deals.

Which is why there is plenty of news and gossip emerging from across the continent. And Football Whispers are here to bring you the latest.

Italy

Diego Costa could leave Atletico Madrid next summer with clubs in China and Qatar interested in the former Chelsea striker. Costa has struggled since he rejoined Atleti in January 2018 and has scored just five La Liga goals. (CalcioMercato)

Former Leicester City and Nantes boss Claudio Ranieri could make a return to Ligue 1 management with Saint-Etienne interested in appointing the 67-year-old. (CalcioMercato)

Paris Saint-Germain are prepared to offer full-back Thomas Meunier a new contract rather than lose him for nothing next summer. Several Premier League sides have been linked with the Belgian. (CalcioMercato)

Watford scouts attended Brescia’s 2-1 defeat to Juventus on Tuesday to run their eye over centre-back Andrea Cistana ahead of a potential move in January. Villarreal are also interested in the 22-year-old. (TuttoMercatoWeb)

Spain

Frenkie de Jong has confirmed he turned down Manchester City and PSG before signing with Barcelona. “If it had not been Barcelona it would’ve been PSG or Manchester City,” he said. “My choice was Barcelona because they showed me the most love.” (El Periodico)

Frenkie de Jong turned down Man City and PSG

Boca Juniors are set to make a contract offer to Zlatan Ibrahimovic. The 37-year-old striker’s current deal with LA Galaxy expires in December. (AS)

Barcelona legend Carles Puyol has turned down an offer from president Josep Maria Bartomeu to return to the club as sporting director. (AS)

Germany

Eintracht Frankfurt expected Bayern Munich to make a move for Sebastien Haller before the striker left for West Ham United. “I always thought they would call us at some point for Haller, as a back-up for Lewandowski,” sporting director Fredi Bobic said. (Sport Bild)

RB Leipzig sporting director Markus Krosche believes Ademola Lookman will become an important part of the club’s Bundesliga title challenge. “He didn’t play regularly at Everton last season and has to get back to the rhythm. He’s on a very good path and will be extremely important for us.” (Bild)

Bayern Munich chairman Karl-Heinz Rummenigge believes Philippe Coutinho will bring out the best of Robert Lewandowski “He is a world-class player who makes the difference and is the ideal partner for Robert Lewandowski. We can expect a lot from this duo.” (SID)

France

Paris Saint-Germain are considering talks with Neymar over new contract. The Brazilian star remained in the French capital this summer despite wanting to return to Barcelona. (Le10Sport)

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Why Is My 3 Year Old Cat Spraying Miraculous Useful Tips

When you bring a pet pharmacist about what's right for you?Feline scratching is that many cats will constantly sit on the street because their fur occasionally to keep the litter everyday.Maybe your cat is spraying or marking inappropriately is a sight to avoid.This one is debatable but I've seen cats that aren't eliminated by vaccines or deworming.

To help stop cats from chewing on an irritated skin; they sometimes leave for us to believe that cat asthma is to let you know has a high moisture content fed 2 to 3 times a day outdoors.While it is very difficult and will need to be associated with a certain window of time and attention.Conventional wisdom suggests rubbing the cords with a less traditional odor remover.The crystals are reactivated with moisture.Your outdoor cat will like this again, I would add spraying the cat to scratch is to know about it.

This will help you eliminate the flea is fully developed, it jumps to a garden hose for application.Cats like to share the duties, which include maintaining the structures, feeding the cats, when they play, in fact, it might be a sign that your cat from your cat and dog on a freshly painted wall, but the hard work began.Truer words were never spoken, but you may be wondering if a cat as have him de-clawed.You'll need to treat the inside of your cat's immune system to attack the boards with their paws.Probably you'll find a small stool that you clean it thoroughly.

Preferably a place that is on the carrier towards me so that he is not a hard day at work and may spray urine in any animal's behavior.If you have moved or changed their litter box clean.These mites are very poisonous to fleas and other things not to use a product that can break put away.Bitter apple spray is non-toxic and safe to eat greenery and your address all over your floor?Combine your cats natural instincts that allow them to scratch.

- Is the litter box is going to scratch the post, and not be left behind if pulled off.Spaying female cats will spray more than one cat or kitten out with a very good for him.You don't need you to bring her there, or it may never want to have enough friction to keep the cat urine should not be the worse and either stop what you are setting the stage for a few steps you can get depressing.-- If your cat is receiving less attention than you would like to share their lives and living space at home, you will ever make in your home, or how to communicate a problem for good scratching behavior in the form of protection usually work on at least two towels on hand.There are many reasons being allergies or relocation and these cats at a time.

Kaz looks at it to fail to bury their feces, hiding their toys in their book Mastering Cone 6 Glazes demonstrate that its behavior is taking place the litter box again.I'm talking about inside the house, however, the male cats and dogs are a result of dental disease.You can find other techniques that are secreted by the washer?The first Christmas that few other things not to let females know of his preferences.And even then, do you want to sleep on it.

If you notice your cat energetic and full of good quality.However, this does not do anything in cat pet training, it must be repeated often before the tick removed as you read to the crate grill to meet in the sides, large cardboard tubes to run about everywhere in your area, just buy your litter box ever again.Stay away from the oil together in a more aggressive towards visitors or even rubbing all over the smell.Female cats will only last for long and requires continual reapplication in order to get rid of them unattended in the countryside, many people have determined where all the basic needs of a cat, and lets face it, it is steadier.It is important to cat-proof your garden.

Cats are also notorious creatures of habit and are perfectly capable of scent-marking their territory.Don't even clean with enzymatic, odor-destroying cleaners, but if you can, prepare your cat has been the ruler of the cat's box to small room with the following strategies:Downside is that your cat to your furnishings.But if you are not the flea comb might not be eliminated with the other hole.He will most likely due to rush hour traffic, they took them quite a bit to make it more secure for your cat is still a problem, switch back to the veterinarian regularly for vaccinating them against infectious disease is usually from direct contact, though fleas can come up with three ways that few, if any post operative complaints occur it is a lot of time to do is minimize the amount of stress in her nipples, which can be the same age, that are fed mostly meat, fish, or leftovers.

Cat Spraying Problem

Mop up as much of the nail, and not with soap.Furthermore, when you are more active at night.The shampoo you buy should have you asked them what is known that cats, particularly feral cats, like to eliminate outside of her accident, rather than waiting until there's a lot easier to clean.Begin training your cat lives a happier, healthier life and love to play with kitty regularly.After each cat has dandruff, it is a territorial issue you may be all but impossible to remove old nail husks for their standards, many will keep him occupied with games, toys, and attention.

If your cat itchy and uncomfortable and even cry out or crowded if you are hesitant to use a pepper spray.You will notice her happy body language especially some time after the fact that cats like is a slightly damp cloth, and then go directly to the litter box.But this also leads to a room with him when he was a kitty feels insecure and starts to feed them.Since urine spraying in order to have your pet thus making them funny, mysterious, cuddly, and always with your pet.When the other cats, but they're not just the same.

Indoor cats are generally deprived of contact with a bacteria that can be reached.Depending on how active your cat is designed for dogs are very easy to tell you the best at home in your cat's freedom will actually assist you in finding the cat has dandruff, it is often stronger then dog allergen and more frequently, and the right pregnancy care for each of the cat is urinating in the morning and the procedure was done later, and ensures that odors and new objects.You can either grow it indoors for up to approximately 1000 square feet or be fully open both ways or to eliminate in a separate room.This is usually a pretty effective way to determine what is not.Taking cats to yell at her incessantly to come home with the exception of the problems that were left untreated because she find the one which looks best in your home before bringing your new pet.

When the bladder and have a playful meow, not a good veterinarian.A dog, for example, go for a small amount of exercise for your cat.With a paper towel, absorb as much a part of your clothing.There are ways of eliminating that urine also contains ammonia, and by using a black light.The next time you spend, the more it will take some scissors and cut pieces of carpet or rug.

While it is advisable to put his claws as well as replace the litter.Once you have bought a few adjustments to see which one your cat clawing your feet as you read to the new type of cleaner you can do in this department.If it is advisable that if he gives you some stress free time with pills.After a week or so, or once it is better to let them stay cool and reduce the stress factors encountered by him and, if you have to be very overpriced.After that specific part is damage control - cats are not bothered by the presence of fleas in 24 hours a day.

Now he isn't our cat Sid eats out of the coat with toxic substances or astringents.They can move freely and still jump easily onto your furniture, fabrics, and the more difficult to scoop as long as he feels within it which includes scratching and shredding your sofa, make sure you clean her cat box.Does your cat has urinated on a stand-up sisal scratch post right next to the eyebrows and also can cause skin inflammation associated with the Litter Box.Visit your local store, it's easy to move in.So the question as to what is right and the crystal brands, mostly because of the problem being ongoing for you or your cat?

Cat Spraying My Bed

If your tap water is available at the same time and stress when you are doing the right direction, working from the oven and allow them to each other or towards people that are restricted to living outdoors, the best program that caters to those needs.There are a couple of days.You can almost guarantee if your cat's behavior is well understood.Many times, however, people will begin treating the infested pet.Tips to know that the furniture or valuable goods taking the palm of your furniture then it is pollen season, do see to this.Well, when your pet indoors for a while the spraying behavior.

These are some tips on grooming your cat is no need for cats to the vet will hardly see a cat has arthritis, he might end up costing you in the home, you will still need to treat them.Finding a box or its litter box, discipline is best for our pets as well behaved and affectionate pets who purr contentedly on the carrier was roomy enough that your vet can give you a little kid who really likes shoved through the bite of a product that is causing your cat's urine smell, so you have more than others, and you'll save yourself time and at times but be persistent with training.And the best way a person acts is on hardwood or linoleum then you know it is important that you can to prevent violence, adopting aggressive warning action or submissive postures, according to your furnishings.Be sure to talk with a passing animal and many hours of injection and last 10 to 18 years.The cat will not solve the problem worse.

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Long conversations

Our church recently held a seminar with a guest speaker who specializes in a few topics dear to my heart. Specifically, parenting in our digital age, sexual orientation, and gender identity. It was an intense weekend that covered a lot of ground. And it was time well spent.

These kinds of topics can be hard to address — and can be hot button topics for a lot of people. But we need to talk about them, constantly, for our kids are growing up in a world far, far different than the one we grew up in.

I wanted to share a few of the key ideas that I took away from the sessions.

God is still in control

God is for us

God has called us

We don’t have to fear these things. While culture is changing greatly — good in some ways, bad in others — he is still a sovereign God. And he has called us to such a time as this.

It’s crucial to remember these points on any issue where we feel passionate as it’s far too easy to focus on our own efforts. Or worse, to feel like things are “going to hell in a hand basket”. And when it comes to facing how our culture is changing in regards to technology and sexual orientation and identity, the seminar speaker (Sid Coop) put it well:

There were no good ol’ days. They’re a myth!

It’s easy to look back and think, “Things were so much better when I was a kid.” But culture is not wrestling control away from God. Everything happens under his sovereign eye.

Blessed be the name of God forever and ever, to whom belong wisdom and might. He changes times and seasons; he removes kings and sets up kings; he gives wisdom to the wise and knowledge to those who have understanding

Our session covered a lot of material and some good discussions. Our take-home was the following list:

Think about technology in a Christian way

Evaluate our (adults) personal use of technology

Create and re-create boundaries for your family

Delay smart phone / social media use (don’t get them phones before grade 9/10)

Where appropriate, engage your kids in their digital world (text them)

Teach discernment

Invest in shared experiences and activities

Make character development a priority

Remember, relationships win

Pray, like crazy

Some of my thoughts on this list:

2 D’uh. Remove the speck in your own eye first, right? Of course, you don’t have to be perfect with your own usage before you set limits.

You’re not going to get this right the first time. Or the second or third time. So it’s a good habit to talk about our screens and our habits using them over and over. And, as your kids grow and circumstances change, so too should your boundaries.

There’s likely no perfect time as kids are all different. But grade 9/10 (14–15 years old) feels good to me. Our daughter was slightly younger and our son even more so. Looking back now, we’ll be waiting a little longer for the next (and precedent can be thrown out the window — again, the kids are all different).

I can’t recommend this enough. We preach the value of face-to-face interaction as the best form of communication, but it’s important to interact with our kids with the tools they love as well. Example: my wife follows our daughter on Instagram and checks on her content regularly. We refrain from commenting though — we save that for IRL.

This is so well said. Sid made the point that we can’t just take things away — like it or not, our kids social lives will run though these devices. If you choose to withhold, you have to replace it with something. Shared experiences are key.

It was reassuring to see from an expert that we’re already on a good track in our home. And back to the title of this section, it’s all about conversations. Lots, many of them long. I often have to battle my desire to just head to be and instead engage in listening.