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belong to you | matt boldy

word count: 1.59k

summary: a night at the bar pushes matt to confess his jealousy and desire for something more between the two of you

warnings: slight mentions of drinking, allusions to nsfw content,

notes: so i've never written for matt boldy before and i don't really know anything about him so sorry if this isn't great, but i had fun writing it!

You hadn’t meant to fall for Matt. Truly.

When your friend told you her boyfriend was bringing one of his friends to your usual bar crawls, you brushed it off, not thinking much of his presence. However, as his presence remained, As you spent more time together, his charm, wit, and genuine kindness began to seep into your heart, gradually erasing any initial indifference you may have felt. Before you knew it, you found yourself captivated by Matt.

Matt, too, found himself increasingly attracted to you. He constantly found himself looking forward to being in your presence, holding onto every moment you would flash him a smile.

It was the day after his birthday, your friend group went to a bar to celebrate him. He looked so good. The white t-shirt was hugging every possible muscle in his torso, muscles you didn’t know were even possible to have. Matt was equally mesmerized by your black mini-dress, his eyes sneakily scanning your figure every chance he got.

The one time you caught him, he quickly averted his eyes, and a faint blush crept on his cheeks. You couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement at the realization that perhaps Matt was as attracted to you as you were to him. As the night wore on, the subtle chemistry intensified. When you ran into each other in the hall towards the bathrooms, tensions reached a breaking point, and Matt cupped your face in his hands, pressing your lips together.

That, inadvertently, was the beginning of what you could only describe as you and Matt becoming friends with benefits. Neither of you could work up the nerve to further your relationship, but every time you wound up in a room together, it ended with you leaving together.

As you approached the familiar bar where you often gathered with Matt and your friends, you couldn’t help but assume that this night would end similarly to the others. Pushing open the door, you were greeted by the lively hum of conversation paired with the rhythmic beat of music that pulsed in the air.

In the corner, you spotted your friends squished into a booth, heading over to join the familiar faces. Already there was Matt, resting his forearms on the table, holding a beer bottle. Once he spotted you, a small smile tugged on his lips. His eyes dragged up and down your body, tracing the curves accentuated by your dress.

“Hi.” You cheered as you approached the table, the group chiming with hello’s. “I’m going to go get a drink, I’ll be right back.”

You made your way through the crowd, squeezing into an open spot at the bar. Just as you were about to signal down the bartender, a familiar presence approached from behind, his voice a low whisper against your ear.

“Are you doing this on purpose?” Matt’s breath tickled your skin sending a shiver down your spine.

“Doing what?” You asked, feigning innocence. You turned around, Matt’s gaze flicking down your body briefly.

“Trying to turn me on?” He clarified, motioning to your choice of outfit. Your short mini-skirt showed off your long legs, and you knew Matt loved your legs. You’d done it intentionally to get a rise out of him. “Cause it’s working.”

A playful smile tugged at the corner of your lips, meeting his gaze. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You answer, feigning innocence. You could see the desire flickering in his eyes, a telltale sign that your efforts were having the desired effect.

“Sure you don’t,” Matt said. He glanced over your shoulder towards the bar, raising his hand and flagging down the bartender. “Hey man, can she get a Jack and Coke?”

The bartender prepared your drink, Matt putting it on his tab before you could even think to protest. With a hand on your lower back, Matt guided you through the crowd and back to the table. You slid back into the booth your friends had co-opted, joining in on their conversation.

As you laugh at something one of your friends said, you catch the gaze of a man leaning on the bar, blatantly checking you out. He was cute. Cuter than most guys here. But you weren’t interested. It was the six-foot-two blonde beside you that held your interest.

Matt noticed your attention shift, following your eyes to the guy across the bar. He couldn’t help but feel a twinge of something in his chest. A sense of possessiveness washed over him, and he instantly wanted to get rid of it. He knew he had no claim over you, yet there it was, an unwelcome presence settling in the depths of his mind.

With forced nonchalance, Matt raised his bottle to his lips. “Look’s like someone’s caught your eye.” He said, the tightness in his voice betraying his true feelings.

Turning your attention to Matt, you raised an eyebrow at his tone. “Jealous, are we?” You asked, slightly teasing him.

Matt scoffed, straightening up, defensiveness creeping into his posture. “I don’t get jealous.” He says.

Unconvinced by his bravado, you decide to test him. “Okay, so you wouldn’t mind if I go chat with my new friend?”

Matt swallows, his jaw tensing as he forces a casual smile. “No… go for it.”

You narrow your eyes at him, seeing right through his forced unbothered front. However, a part of you wanted to force Matt’s hand, finally getting him to admit to the feelings you both knew were there. Flicking your hair over your shoulder, you slid out of the booth and made your way over to the stranger at the bar. You were fully aware of the eyes that followed your every move, both of the stranger and of the man you left behind.

“Hi.” You said with a grin as you stopped in front of your admirer.

“Hey.” He smirked. “I couldn’t help but notice you over there.”

You let out a soft laugh, recalling his incessant staring from moments before. “I’m y/n.” You say.

“Nice to meet you, y/n, I’m Connor.” He said. “Can I buy you a drink?”

You accept the free drink, falling into simple small talk, discussing your day jobs and interests. While you listened to the stranger drone on about his duties as an insurance broker (yawn), you could feel Matt’s eyes burning into your back.

Matt couldn’t hear your conversation, but he observed the easy way you laughed when he said something. Every second he watched you felt like an eternity.

He said he wasn’t jealous — a lie. He said he wouldn’t mind if you talked to the guy at the bar — also a lie.

The truth gnawed at him relentlessly. He was totally and completely jealous. Each time he saw you smile at someone else, his insides swirled with envy. Unable to bear it any longer, Matt put his beer down and slid out of the booth. With determined strides, he approached you, placing a hand delicately on your lower back. His touch was delicate, yet possessive, sending a tingle down your spine.

“Hey man, mind if I borrow her for a second?” Matt asked.

He glanced between you and Matt. Matt had about 4 inches on the guy, doing his best to seem physically imposing. Sensing the tension, he obliged, sliding off the barstool and leaving the two of you.

You couldn’t resist the smirk that was tugging on your lips. “I thought you didn’t get jealous?” You teased.

Matt’s eyes watched carefully as you brought the straw of the drink the stranger had bought you to your lips. He sighed, his facade of indifference crumbling now. “Maybe I was a little jealous,” Matt admits. His hands land on your hips, giving a light squeeze. “But can you blame me?”

Without another word, Matt takes the drink out of your hands and places it on the bar, dragging you onto the dancefloor. You merged into the sea of bodies, Matt's hands finding their place on your waist once more. The beat reverberated through the floor, setting the tempo for your movements as you moved in sync, your bodies swaying in harmony with each other.

There was an undeniable magnetism between the two of you. Desire longed in every touch, every glance, every shared breath.

“I hate seeing you talk to other guys,” Matt says, his tone low.

“Uh uh,” You said in a breathy tone. “Why’s that?”

You were still testing Matt, wanting to hear the words come out of his mouth.

“Don’t make me spell it out for you. You know I want you.” He says, your heart rate spiking. “I want you to be mine.”

A rush of warmth flooded your veins as you struggled to contain the swirling emotions within you.

“You want me to be yours?” You echoed.

Matt’s gaze bore into yours, his intensity unwavering. "More than anything," he replied, his voice a husky murmur that sent shivers cascading down your spine.

Your fingers slightly trembled, caused by adrenaline running through your veins, you reached up lightly tracing his jaw. "Then show me," you whispered. "Show me what it means to belong to you."

Matt dipped his head down, meeting your lips in a searing kiss. His lips were soft yet insistent against yours, moving with a hunger that mirrored your own. Your hands traced up the back of his neck, tangling in the soft strands of his hair. Unlike every kiss you’d shared, this one was laced with passion and longing, proving to you that nothing about your arrangement was casual.

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umichlvr · 9 months

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cammie’s fic recs!

these are all the fics i read and LOVED. go show these people some love cause they’re all so talented!! and most importantly, enjoy :) (will be updating) last updated: 8/3/23

*** indicates nsfw, ~ indicates angst, ! indicates insta edit

better together - matt boldy by @huggybug

summer lovin’ - matt boldy by @wildrangers (5 parts)

hughes hatty - jack hughes by @itsjusthockey

misunderstanding - jack hughes by @arcvil1e

how the gold glistens - a. svechnikov & p. kochetkov by @behoright ***

untitled - jamie drysdale by @hvghes !

untitled - cale makar by @flashyfucker ***

daylight - luca fantilli by @sillinger !

missing you quietly - luca fantilli by @bitchinbarzal ~

personification of love - platonic j. hughes, romantic t. zegras by @starsandhughes

enemies to lovers (untitled) - trevor zegras by @ijustreallylovethem

do you wanna join - m. estapa & e. edwards by @stopsign94 ***

the webs we spin - j. hughes by @webackbitch ***

6 years - jack hughes by @babydollmarauders

snow on the beach - luke hughes by @babydollmarauders

ghost of you - luke hughes by @nicohischierz ~

every new lover is a shapeshifter… - t. zegras & j. hughes by @angelwithdemonictendencies ***

head start - jack hughes by @youunravelme

fuck valentine - jack hughes by @thatsdemko ***

untitled - jack hughes by @theywantedplayer

more than a memory - quinn hughes by @blueskrugs

like my next boyfriend - b. boeser & e. pettersson by @zackcollins

untitled - ethan edwards by @hugheshugs ***

sundress season - andrei svechnikov by @comphy-and-cozy ***

labyrinth - jack hughes by @babydollmarauders

been dreaming about this - t. bordeleau & b. brisson by @iibratzbaby ***

better off alone (miniseries) - luke hughes by @sc0tters

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ateriblewriter · 1 year

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Could you write about tracing over Boldy's scars or bruises?

sorry this took me so long. i hope this is okay. wrote it at work. also this was fun request more?

enjoy!

by simply watching him maneuver around the house you could tell something was up with matt. to the untrained eye he might appear to be perfectly fine but to you his very loving girlfriend there were a few things that gave him away.

such as how he used his left arm to reach up to grab the things up high and left his right arm to dangle at his side.

or how at night when. the two of you would snuggle on the couch, he purposely sat on the opposite side of you than he normally does, making allowing you to curl into his left side instead of the right.

you finally decided to confront him about it after the other night in bed when you accidentally hit the right side of his abdomen after rolling over and he let out a rather loud yelp of pain.

"matt are you okay?" you ask him during your nightly lounge on the couch. he shrugged trying to indicate her was just fine.

"no major bumps or bruises?"

"nothing aside from the usual. why?" matt shrugged again. he was an athlete of course there was always going to be some some sort of bump. he was being a little too quiet about it.

"matt"

"y/n"

he knew you could see right through him. but he was too stubborn to give in and admit to you that he was injured. he didn't want you worrying about him.

"matthew, you're a terrible liar you know. show me?" you cocked your head to the side to look up at him.

he complied, he gave you major side eye while he lifted his hoodie just enough to reveal the rather large blue and purple bruise that had formed on his right side around his rib area.

your eyes went wide, imploring him to explain what he did to warrant that kind of mark. you lightly traced around the injury memorizing the outline, matt wincing every so often when you happened upon a particular tender part.

"remember a few games ago when i was slow to get up? it happened then." you remembered hearing about the hit from your coworker since you had to work that night and couldn't watch.

"and before you freak out, they checked it out. nothings broken, just a little bruised."

"a little bruised? matt this isn't little."

"i know. okay. i know. but i'll be alright. don't worry babe." he kissed the top of your head hoping that he calmed you slightly. little did he know you would never be calm when he was injured.

matt boldy taglist: @woodruff-edwards

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huggybearluvr · 3 months

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Remembering the wild college days with Boldy

the good ol' days | mb12

summary: After your wedding, You and Matt were sat in your new house relishing in the old memories as you unpacked your bags.

Masterlist

You were sat on the floor unpacking a box, Matt made his way beside you sitting down beside you.

He laughed picking up the plastic duck from the box.

"Do you remember when you took a shot of tequila out of this?" He asked looking over to you," That was when I knew I was in love with you."

You laughed smacking his chest.

You had let Matt talk you into attending a party at his frat.

After a few drinks you were feeling more than confident. You had joined the boys on the table, taking the duck.

You poured back a shot from the duck as the boys around you cheered.

Matt had hoped up onto the table, kissing you.

You smiled at the memory, you then pulled out your old text book.

"You gave me a concussion with that," He laughed out taking the book from you.

"You know honestly Robert Pattinson is hideous," He spoke as he sat across from you at the table looking up from his phone.

You looked up in shock, "You take that back right now."

"No, I mean look at this picture, he's fucking ugly," He spoke turning the phone toward you.

You gasped picking up your text book, throwing it at him. You never meant for it to hit him.

But it did. I hit him smack in the head. You laughed before running over kissing his head, "I'm sorry sorry, that was an accident."

"baby, it's fine," He spoke laughing hysterically.

He smiled rubbing his head," That was hilarious."

"No it wasn't," You spoke looking over to him," I felt so bad."

"It was totally worth it, you babied me for the next three months," He smiled poking at your cheek.

You looked back the box picking up a picture of you in a childs motorized car.

"Do you remember when you brought this to college and I drove it to every class I had when I broke my leg?" You asked giggling at the picture.

You had just recently broke your leg. You had complained to Matt about having to walk to classes and always being late due to the crutches.

The next day he showed up to your dorm with a childs motor car. Handing you the key, "I got you this to get to class on time."

He laughed, "Go try it out."

You immediately got in driving it down the hall to your best friends dorm.

The entire time your leg was broke you drove the car to every class, every game, everything. Matt loved it.

He thought it was the funniest thing in the world.

"You drove that thing everywhere," He laughed placing a hand on your back.

"I'm so glad I got experience all of that, with you," You smiled turning to look at him.

"me too," He smiled leaning in to place a kiss to your lips.

His hand made his was to your stomach, "I'm even more glad that one day we will get to tell our son all about it."

You smiled back at him, "Me too."

#matt boldy #matt boldy x reader #matt boldy x y/n #matt boldy fic #matt boldy blurb #nhl #hockey fic #nhl fic #minnesota wild #matt boldy x you

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ilyasorokinn · 1 year

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When I tell you I ran to your asks lol.....Alex Newhook's younger sister reacting to her bf, matt boldy, fight Bowen Byram l

BYRAM VS. BOLDY

here's the fight, if you want to check it out.

"YOU AND I" SERIES MASTERLIST

tw: fighting

you watched matt fix his hair in the bathroom mirror as you sat on the sink next to him, his tie in your hands. he finally turned to you when he was finished and stepped in between your legs so you could tie it for him.

"just don't be too hard." you told him, "on alex." you straightened it and smoothed it down.

"it's kind of my job."

"please? for me? go after like byram or something." you were joking.

"all right, i'll target someone else." he joked along.

"ooh, maybe shove rantanen a little," you suggested.

"yeah, i don't have a death wish." you laughed, "i'm serious. if i went after him, i think the entire team would beat me up."

"all right, not him either. in fact, don't fight anyone tonight." you patted his shoulders.

"i'll try my best."

clearly, he didn't try hard enough.

a little more than halfway into the first period, matt got knocked down by byram. matt snapped back up and the two squared up.

you jumped up with the rest of the arena. while everyone was cheering, you were watching nervously. byram got a few good hits in, but matt got more in and byram fell backward, matt on top of him, which was when the refs pulled them apart.

the crowd cheered as the two guys were led off to their boxes. the game continued but you couldn't stop replaying the fight in your head, "he's fine." one of the girls placed a comforting hand on your shoulder.

"i know, but i joked about him going after byram earlier, and i think it's karma or something."

she laughed, "i don't think so. byram laid that hit on him. he didn't instigate the hit or anything." she reassured.

"i know." you sighed, "don't mind me. i'll get over it."

"you're allowed to be worried." she reminded you, "but you really didn't cause that fight. and if it's any consolation, matt kind of won."

"he did, didn't he." you chuckled.

after the game, you were standing by yourself, not because you were excluded, but because you were nervous and when you got like that, everyone knew to leave you alone.

eventually, the guys all came out and greeted their partners. matt came out and immediately hugged you, "when i said go after byram, i was joking."

he shook his head, "i didn't instigate anything. he hit me, i defended myself." he shrugged.

"i know you're supposed to fight, but i swear to god, every time i think i lose time off my life."

"i'm sorry." he kissed the top of your head, "you can send him a flower arrangement later, but right now, i want to go home and sleep."

in another room in the arena, byram was, funnily enough, sitting with alex, doing media, "alex, i know your sister is dating boldy. did she send you a text of anything after the fight?" both bo and alex laughed.

"she didn't send me anything, but during intermission, bo checked his phone and saw a text from her saying she was sorry. it was really funny, actually."

"does she normally do this?"

"no, but bo is a friend. we've had him over for dinner a couple times, so they're friends."

"that's funny." everyone shared a laugh.

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uluvjay · 1 year

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Uluvjay’s masterlist!

*indicates smut, •indicates angst, -> means that it is a part two

Do not repost my work as your own

* UNDER CONSTRUCTION* if it looks weird it is because I got tired in the middle of editing and will finish it tomorrow!!!

Luke Hughes

Jack Hughes

Quinn Hughes

Nico Hischier

John Marino

Drunken confessions

Andrei Svechnikov

Luca Fantilli

You are in love

You are in love-Instagram edit edition

Captains sister*

Matt Rempe

Trevor Zegras

Injuries

He’s feeling 22!

Tattoos*

Bronco*

Fall in love with you(feat. Quinn Hughes)

->Couldn’t help falling in love (feat. Trevor Zegras)

Cole Caufield

Juraj Slafkovsky

Jamie Drysdale

Mason McTavish

Matt Boldy

Happy Birthday

Owen power

Post game celebrations*

Dylan Duke

Mark Estapa

Ethan Edwards

Mackie Samoskevich

Will Smith

Unexpected

Tj Hughes

Captains sister*

Extras

Request week masterlist

Nasty girl au*

1k celly

12 days of ficmas

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cobrakaisb · 1 year

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for the matt au:

building off of your insta post where z asks where the ring is at-imagine yn goes to Minnesota for a short visit during season and matt surprises her by proposing and the younger guys are completely shook when she returns to the rink one day

yes oml they would be so pissed lol

“are you wearing the ring?” nick asks as you walk into yost with your camera around your neck. “you mean this ring?” you reply, wiggling the fingers of you left hand in his face. “stop moving! i want to see!” keaton says, jogging into place next to you. you stand still, holding your hand out for him to see.

the second you came home from your weekend away with matt, with a bounce in your step as opposed to your normally sad demeanor, the boys knew something was up. you had been gushing about the ring to your roommates — nick, steve, and phil — since then. now, it was just a matter of telling the rest of the team.

“y/n! let’s see it,” luke shouts as you walk into the arena. the younger hughes is skating on the ice with some of the other guys when he sees you walk in. “who told you?” you ask. “lil jizzy. you know he can’t keep a secret,” luke answers, skating to the bench where you’re positioned. “yeah i know,” you reply.

“wait, who was there exactly?” steve asks as he joins the group gathered around you. “my family, his family, jizzy, z, cole, turcs, newhook, and a couple of our other friends. it was a total surprise honestly. i thought he was gonna wait until graduation,” you explain, twirling the diamond around your finger.

“your fucking engaged?” luca shouts, eyes focused on your ring. “yeah. matt asked this weekend,” you answer softly, feeling a little guilty. “and you said yes?” rutger asks. “mhm.” “wow that’s…that’s great…we’re really happy for you,” adam says, but his smile is forced. everyone knows it, even you. “thanks adam. i’m really excited,” you say, and he gets the message, they all do. you’re relationship with matt isn’t ending anytime soon.

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just-dino-maggie · 1 year

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Could write something abt Boldy's fight? I don't have any ideas but it was hot

Thank you so much for the request! I hope you like it! (Warning, a little spicy)

Matt has always been incredibly sweet to me. I needed someone who could be my safety blanket. Someone to show me how to be loved, purely and honestly. He took on that challenge as a boyfriend and as my best friend.

We exchange sweet kisses and we make love. Everything is always so perfect but sometimes I wish he would let loose, claim me.

Usually I go to every home game. I came here to be with him so watching him play is a dream whenever I can make it. Unfortunately I had some work to get done so I threw on his jersey and watched the Colorado game from home.

About 10 minutes into the game Bowen Byram cleared Matt. Luckily the hit didn’t look too bad but before I could blink they were dropping the gloves.

I’ve never seen Matt fight before. He was throwing around his body and throwing punches with an aggression I didn’t realize he had. It was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. Now I’m turned on with no ability to be relieved until he gets home.

Three hours later Matt finally walks through the door. He’s in a suit and tie as usual. I’ve always thought he was so hot in a suit. “Hey baby” I say before pulling him down by his tie so that his lips meet mine.

“What’s all this for?” He asks sliding his hands down my sides. I’m wearing his jersey and some lacy underwear and that’s it.

I smirk wickedly, “No reason.” I bring my lips to his neck. Kissing and nipping where I can reach.

“Seriously,” he says. “You usually don’t jump me like this.”

I pull back and blush, “It’s embarrassing.” He gives me a look urging me to continue. “You just looked really hot today during the game.”

I had tried to be vague but I could see the recognition in his eyes. “Is this about the fight?” I nod unsure if I could get the words out. Now he’s smirking and I’m doomed. “Oh you like that?”

I don’t answer I just press a soft kiss on his lips. He responds in a way I’ve never seen before. He claims my mouth and picks me up before pushing me against the wall behind me. He’s kissing me so hard my brain can barely process it. He grinds into me and I moan, loudly.

He pulls back to look at me and I whine. I’ve never whined like that in my life. I’m in a cloud of lust and his eyes are filled with the same desire. “What do you want me to do?” I grind into him and he grabs my chin, “With your words.” He spits at me.

“Please fuck me,” I beg. And he does. He ruins me completely. I think we may have found a new perfect.

#matt boldy #minnesota wild #matt boldy imagine #matt boldy x reader #usntdp #nhl imagine #nhl smut #bowen byram #trevor zegras #jack hughes

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matthewkniesys · 1 year

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ig edit to celebrate boldys hattys

all pictures are from pinterest

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Liked by @/ mattboldy, yourbestfriend, kirillkapirzov and 10,308 others

yourusername - congrats to my baby on his second career hatrick... it's the second on this week. Love you forever matty ❤

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mattboldy - thank you so much babe I love you to infinity

yourbestfriend - if you don't have what these to have then dump them... these 2 are the standard

↳ yourusername - thanks babe but maybe you should take your own advice about standards and stop dating shitty guys...

↳ yourbestfriend - shut up im just living the single/ third wheel to you and bolds life rn

↳ mattboldy - you choose to third wheel

↳ yourbestfriend - not the point Matthew

kirillkapirzov - congrats dude, you've got a keeper

↳ mattboldy - I know, I know

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↳ yourusername - admin is always right

alexnewhook_ - I think boldy's made it

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brandonduhaimes · 1 year

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Easier

Pairing: Matt Boldy x reader

Length: 983

Authors note: angsty. Requested by anonymous.

Preface: Matt leaves you know clues as to where he was when he gets home late.

Matt had finally made his way home after the latest game at two in the morning. You had spent half of the night up in your apartment worrying sick that he had gotten hurt before finally getting a text from Brandon's girlfriend letting you know that he was okay and that she was going to drop him off at the end of the night.

Now that he stood in the shared space of your apartment you were really mad and he wasn't making it any easier on himself.

"I really don't understand what the big deal is Y/n! I went out with the boys after we won it wasn't like I was cheating on you!" Matt throws his hands up as if to rub in that he didn't think you were right.

"I'm sorry that you feel like I'm overreacting Matt maybe the couch can comfort you tonight. I think you're right its not my job to be all up in your business but god forbid you let me know that you're alive at least!" You scream back and Matt knows that he screwed up but he's too far into this now to back down.

"You're being ridiculous Y/n you knew what my schedule was like from the beginning! How am I supposed to just skip out on everything when half of the time what I'm doing is part of my job!" You can feel your nails starting to dig into your skin getting more and more painful by the minute.

"I know that other significant others were there tonight. I shouldn't have to have Brandon's girlfriend texting me to let you know that you are okay." You and Matt take in the silence for a few seconds before you finally just leave the room and lock the door to your shared bedroom.

Matt at this point realized that he was very much in the wrong and wanted to make amends but knew that you needed time before trying to fix it.

You sat in your bedroom scrolling through your TikTok and Pinterest while tears silently rolled down your cheeks. The silence within the small apartment was deafening but heavy and you could tell that the constant fighting between you and Matt was wearing both of you down.

You lift your head as you hear footsteps echoing down the hallway and stopping at your door. You hear Matt try the lock and then slowly slide down the opposite side of the door. It was the first time you had locked the bedroom door after a fight and that made tears start to fall down Matt's face. He sat with his back to your door with his head in his hands wishing that he could change what he had said earlier.

After about an hour you hear a quiet voice speak through the door. "Y/n can I come in please?" You choose to ignore the boy sitting in the hallway but don't hear him move away or go somewhere else.

After about ten more minutes you hear quietly through the door "I don't know why we do this everytime. We fight way too much and I hate it. We want this to work and I love you so much but I don't want to fight with you everyday over small things."

You make your way up from the bed and pad lightly to the door before letting the lock click loudly through the apartment. You don't open the door but choose to head back to the bed.

Matt gets up off the floor and makes his way carefully into your bedroom. You are laying on the bed staring at the ceiling so he makes his way to the other side and lays down next to you. The two of you sit an awkward silence with no one wanting to be the first to speak.

"I should have invited you tonight," Matt sighs.

"Even just knowing that you are okay was all I needed Matt. The cities can be dangerous at night especially Minneapolis. It would give me peace of mind to know that nothing happened. I love you too much to have you just disappear on me." You reply quietly letting tears fall as you speak.

"I will make sure I let you know if plans change next time baby I'm really sorry for worrying you the way I did. I can't promise that I will be perfect but I will try my best." He frowns as a tear falls down his face again. "I meant what I said in the hallway. I love you so much but I can't keep fighting with you. We both just end up hurt in the end and its not worth it."

"I don't like fighting with you either Matt, we need to get this little bump figured out. Maybe we should go in for some counseling? It doesn't have to be long term but all of these stupid fights are weighing on us both." You reply and Matt gently turns toward you and reaches for your hand.

"I'm willing to do whatever it takes to keep you. You are my home Y/n, I didn't realize how much I loved you and needed you until there was a chance that I lost you tonight. I don't want to find myself taking you for granted ever again," Matt says quietly and you give his hand a light squeeze.

"Let's work through this together and live life then. I love you Matt."

"I love you too baby." He replies and pulls you into him so you are laying on his chest. He places a short kiss on your temple and strokes your hair the two of you lay in a much more comfortable and relaxed silence before finally drifting off to sleep.

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huggybug · 2 years

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better together - matt boldy

word count: 4.6k words

requested?/inspired by this! my first time writing for boldy🫣 i hope it’s good enough lol and if it is.. i officially write for matt boldy!

You had gone through a lot in your life. A statement your brothers would call you dramatic for saying but you always argued that you had a point. It was tough enough growing up with three brothers, two older and one being your twin, but with all of them being top prospects, you seemed to fall through the cracks.

The Hughes family was America’s favourite. They adored your brothers, of course, and your parents as well. You stayed out of most interviews, only ever being mentioned but not for long, not before it was forgotten in favour of Jack’s newest record.

Growing up, Quinn was always the one who stuck up for you. He made sure you were included or that Jack and Luke weren’t teasing you too much. Quinn was the one who helped clean up the scrape you got on your knee when Jack pushed you aside in order to get the ball in whatever silly game you were playing, he was also the one who wiped away your tears when Johnny, your grade 6 boyfriend, found a new girlfriend at his summer camp, leaving you in the dust.

And it wasn’t that Jack and Luke weren’t good brothers per say, they just didn’t exactly realize that you were different since you were a girl. You wanted to play dress up and barbie’s while they wanted to play hockey and wrestle. It didn’t even matter though because eventually, once you all grew up, it was much easier to hang out and be friends with each other.

However, that wasn’t the case until a couple years ago, things actually shifted when Jack started playing in New Jersey. Before that, things were just different, you were just Jack Hughes’ little sister and that’s exactly how everyone treated you.

2018

“Can I come?” You asked hopefully.

“Uh no… you’re too young” Jack said, leaving you out of plans as per usual. It wasn’t like you desperately needed to join in on their plans. They were going to a movie, one that you could just watch at home but… you hated to be left out.

“But Luke is going, we’re literally twins” Jack just shrugged and you looked around helplessly at the group, hoping one of them would feel bad for you and coax Jack into letting you come. Trevor and Cole just looked at you, smiling pitifully before grabbing their coats. You whined as the left with Luke following after, not even sparing you a glance.

“I’ll bring you back some sour patch kids” Alex smiled, patting your head as he left. Alex was definitely your favourite.

And if Alex was your favourite, Matt Boldy was your least. He was actually the person who came closest to you despising. Matt was supposedly a nice guy, that’s what your mom said at least. ‘He’s such a sweet kid’ if only you had a dollar for every time you heard that.

If Matt was a nice kid, he sure liked to fool you. He laughed at every joke made at your expense, usually by Jack. For the most part, Jack’s friends were nice. Cole would always say hi to you, even ask how you day was sometimes. Patrick and Trevor would talk to you whenever they came over and you appreciated it, even if they were only doing it to be polite. Alex was the only one who spent time with you, probably since he actually lived in your house. The two of you would have movie nights and you were working your way through Brooklyn 99 together; Alex was your friend, maybe not as much as he was Jack’s but you still claimed him as a friend anyway.

Every memory you had of Matt Boldy was a sour one, he had never explicitly talked to you, maybe the odd comment but he usually just ignored you which you used to hate but now, you considered yourself lucky.

“Y/n’s going out with a boy” Luke laughed as he clamoured down the stairs while you chased after him, yelling for him to keep it quiet. It was bad enough that he found out about your date but now he was running his mouth to Jack? It was so against your twin code.

“No she’s not” Jack snickered and you crossed your arms when you rounded the corner to find him and his friends sprawled out on the couches.

“Oh yeah, that Max guy from my team. They’re going to the movies” Luke sang, teasing you while you pouted, marching over to sit next to Alex who shoved Trevor over to make room for you.

“Baby Hughes got a date?” Matt asked in a tone that made it sound absurd that you actually found someone to go out on a date with you. I mean, if you could even call it that, you were only 15 so your mom still had to drive you there, it was hardly a date.

“Baby Hughes is all grown up” Trevor says despite only knowing you for a few months.

“Is this some sort of bet or something? Emma was telling me about a book where they made a bet that he couldn’t make the weird girl fall in love with him…” Matt asked but was cut off when Alex threw a pillow at his head.

“Dude are you still talking?” Alex Turcotte, everyone. You smiled gratefully at Alex who patted your head in response, he reminded you of Quinn, that’s definitely why you stuck around him.

Long story short, Matt Boldy hated you and you hated him for it. Sorry, you strongly disliked him, your mom didn’t appreciate you saying you hated people.

2019

When Jack’s friends all returned to Michigan for their second year of the program, you had vowed to be a changed woman. You still spent time with Alex and when Luke was busy with hockey, you found yourself spending more time with Jack, something you hadn’t expected. However, Quinn told you that it was because Jack realized he would be leaving soon so he was trying to get all his ‘baby sister time’ in now.

You didn’t mind, you loved it actually. More time with Jack meant more time with his friends and you weren’t upset about that either; Cole and Trevor were actually nice and you accredited it to you being older but they seemed to want to talk to you now. In spite of that, your relationship with Matt didn’t change , not that you wanted it to. He didn’t make the jokes anymore but that was probably because you were closer with the rest of the boys now so they wouldn’t laugh, only tell him to knock it off which ruined the fun for him.

“I don’t understand how you don’t like him, he’s so nice” Quinn said one day over lunch. You went to Ann Arbor with Luke and your mom. They went to look around the campus or something but you decided to go see your oldest brother instead.

“Not to me” You huffed.

“Maybe he has a crush on you” Quinn was laughing before he even finished your sentence. You weren’t sure if it was because of the twisted face you pulled or just the sheer idea of Matt Boldy liking you… both were equally ridiculous to you.

“Quintin please, I’m trying to eat here”

2020

The first year that Jack played in the NHL was weird. It was weird that it was only you and Luke left in the house, Quinn had been gone for a while and even if he was only in Ann Arbor, he was still out of the house. The only sense of normality in 2020 was when everyone gathered at the Hughes lake house.

After being quarantined and many, many tests, everyone was finally able to fly in and since they all arranged for their training to be together, the lake house was full again.

This summer, you got even closer with some of the boys but Matt didn’t let up, especially when he found out about Josh.

“Quinn met Josh last week” You told Alex.

“And? Did he get Huggy’s stamp of approval?” He asked a bit louder than you would’ve liked.

“Did who get my stamp of approval?” Quinn asked as he sat down next to you.

“Josh, ‘boyfriend Josh’” Alex used air quotes, making sure Quinn, and everyone else sitting around the fire, know exactly who he was talking about.

“Ohhh yeah boyfriend Josh is quite the guy” Quinn nodded, taking a long sip of his beer.

“You said you liked him!”

“Wait… who’s boyfriend Josh?” Jack asked.

“Well I think… I think he’s Y/n’s new boyfriend” Trevor grinned before Jack smacked the back of his head.

“Y/n has a boyfriend?” Matt smirked and you rolled your eyes, huffing as you fall back into the couch, annoyed that your relationship has now become a point of conversation with your older brother’s friends.

“Jealous?” You smile smugly which makes Matt grimace.

“Anyways… why haven’t I met boyfriend Josh?” Jack turns to you.

“Can we stop calling him boyfriend Josh?” You groan.

“No pouting!” Luke yells at you as he walks into the room and you roll your eyes, wiggling out from under Alex’s arm to sit up straight.

“No we can’t because then Josh will get confused and think we’re talking about him” Trevor pointed out, motioning over to Josh Norris who’s head raises from looking at his phone.

“I think Josh can pick up on context clues”

“Hold on… our Josh or boyfriend Josh? See? This is already confusing” Trevor shook his head and his question made all the boys start laughing.

“I hate you all” You groan and Quinn throws his arm around you, pulling you into his side.

“Boyfriend Josh is very nice and he’s good for Y/n/n… let’s drop it so that Trev doesn’t strain his brain from thinking too hard”

Jack met your boyfriend later that summer, everyone did actually. You had a few friends come to the lake house for your birthday in August.

“So he is real” You were already regretting this decision and Josh had only been here for five minutes.

“Guys, this is Josh” You took a deep breath, as soon as you uttered the words to Jack and Luke, you head ten sets of steps coming down the hallway.

“Boyfriend Josh!” Trevor exclaimed.

“I didn’t think he was real” Matt mumbled and Patrick elbowed him in the ribs.

“I’m sorry in advance” Alex stepped forward and gave Josh a little bro handshake. They met over facetime a few times, only because you were too scared to tell your brothers at that point.

“Josh, good to see you man” Quinn gave him a little handshake as well and you smiled, it made you happy that Quinn liked him.

The rest of the guys introduced themselves and you only rolled your eyes once when Matt made an off handed comment but Josh squeezed your hand to insure you that it didn’t bother him in the slightest which did help you relax. Other than the pest, the guys were more than welcoming to Josh and despite still calling him ‘boyfriend Josh’ throughout the week, they actually seemed to like him.

2021

This year, you were fresh off a graduation and there was nothing standing in the way of your last summer before college. You were going to the University of Michigan, of course, and you finally didn’t feel like you were that much younger than the rest of your friends.

Josh came back to the lake house this summer, a year into your relationship and it was stronger than ever. The guys welcomed him back and you were glad it seemed to work effortlessly. There were a few girlfriends in attendance this year which you loved, more girls to hang out with was always fun and it also helped keep some of the boys in check.

You spent most of the summer laying around in Josh’s arms, talking about your futures. It was the perfect summer of doing absolutely nothing.

“We should just stay here forever” Josh mumbled and you smiled.

“I’m sure Quinn would love that” Your group had now migrated from your family’s lake house to the new one Quinn and Jack bought together in Michigan. It was much bigger and much fancier, making it obvious that it was the product of two NHL salaries.

Josh laughed, “But seriously, I don’t want to leave you” He was going to Duke for basketball, something you both knew was happening but had chosen to ignore for the past year.

“I know, I don’t want to either” You sigh loudly.

“But we’ll always have this right? This summer was just for us” Josh mumbled and you nodded. This year was the first summer that wasn’t ruined by Matt.

2022

“So, where’s boyfriend Josh?” Trevor asked as he shoved Mackie’s arm away from your shoulders and replaced it with his own. This year, you and Luke’s friends (aka his hockey team) made it to the house and it was definitely a change of pace for you compared to your last two summers.

“Ex-boyfriend Josh” You said quietly.

“EX?” Trevor yelled and all heads turned your way. “When we’re you planning on telling us?”

“I didn’t realize I had to send out a notification to half the league that my boyfriend dumped me” You scoffed.

Eddy came up and pulled you away from Trevor, putting his arms around you protectively. “Y/n/n is better off without him” You smiled while patting his arms. Eddy was your best friend at school which meant he practically went through the break up with you.

“Did he hurt you? Because I swear-” Cole started but Jack’s laughter cut him off.

“Dude what are you going to do?” Patrick asked, “Plus I don’t think Y/n/n needs even more guys to defend her” He motioned to Eddy who smiled happily.

“Nothing happened. He’s at Duke and… I don’t know, long distance sucks” You shrugged. There wasn’t a sad, terrible story. That was it, he moved away and as hard as you tried to make it work, it just wasn’t in the cards for you two.

“Well fuck that guy!” Trevor yelled.

“Yeah, hot girl summer, right?” Alex asked, sending you a smile.

“Don’t ever talk about my baby sister having a hot girl summer, Turcs” Quinn said, a shiver going down his spine.

“He’s not saying she has to fu-”

“Nope! We’re done, let’s go Y/n/n” Quinn pulls you away and you’re laughing loudly.

…

“Where’s… what’s his name? Boyfriend John?” Matt asked as he sat in the lounger next to you, looking at you instead of the lakefront view that your brother’s house offered.

“What is everyone’s obsession with Josh?” You groaned. To be fair, he did just get here a couple hours ago, clearly missing the whole boyfriend update conversation.

“God… sorry for asking” Matt huffed sarcastically.

“No it’s fine… we just broke up so no more boyfriend Josh” You were too busy staring down at your hands to notice Matt’s eyes flicker over to you quickly.

“Oh uh sorry”

“It’s fine, you don’t have to do that” You brushed it off, “I’m not heartbroken or anything”

“I know” He said simply, “You’re not the type to be heartbroken over some guy, let alone a basketball player” Matt made himself laugh and while you weren’t exactly laughing as well, you’d be lying if you said you didn’t chuckle.

“Hey there’s nothing wrong with basketball players” You defended weakly, not like there was any reason to put up a fight anymore.

“Yeah okay” Matt snickered. You weren’t even sure why he was sitting out here and talking to you since all of his friends, that he hadn’t seen in months, were inside but yet he chose to sit out here with you, the girl he’s hated for years now.

“Are you going to stay out here and make fun of me all night or..?”

Matt laughed, “Nah I’m going don’t worry” You watched as he got up and grabbed his phone off the chair, “Just to be clear, I’m not making fun of you, I never was” You didn’t have time to answer because as soon as his words registered he was gone, the door already sliding closed behind him.

The energy shifted over the next few days, Matt was a lot more tolerable and even though his teasing had lessened over the past year or so, it was odd. He would stay quiet, even passing up the easy chirps that would wouldn’t necessarily mind. He also started talking to you more, although anything more than a sentence would be considered ‘more’.

It didn’t go unnoticed either. When Matt chose the seat near you during the fire, Alex raised an eyebrow at you, questioning what was going on. When you were the one who was ordered to grab more drinks, Matt offered to help which made almost everyone wonder what was going on. Luckily, no one said anything.

Everything was going fine. You and Matt weren’t friends but you also weren’t fighting, something Quinn and Alex claimed was a good thing.

Maybe it would’ve been, if you didn’t go and screw it all up during his last week in Michigan. He was one of the first ones to leave, having to be back in Minnesota earlier than usual. The boys weren’t going to let him go without a party though so the whole week leading up to his departure was spent getting absolutely shitfaced every night, not like that was different from any other week.

You should’ve turned away the tequila shots Trevor was bringing around, or maybe the concoction Eddy mixed for you was the thing you couldn’t recover from but whatever it was, you should’ve stopped long before you did.

“Matthew!” You drunkenly shouted, pointing at Matt who was smiling carelessly.

“Don’t call me Matthew, Y/n”

“I’ll do what I want” You pouted dramatically.

Matt laughed, “What’s up?” He fell down onto the patio couch beside you, landing a little closer than originally planned but he blamed it on the alcohol.

“Why do you hate me?” Alcohol made you very forward.

“I don’t hate you”

“Okay… why did you hate me”

“I never hated you” He smiled, “I don’t think anyone could ever hate you”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” You’re pretty sure your words were running into each other, coming out as a slurred mess but Matt still understood.

“You’re Y/n Hughes, that’s what that means” It didn’t make sense but he was too drunk to try and explain it any further.

“You’re so stupid” You laugh, throwing your head back onto the back of the couch but it actually ends up on Matt’s arm since it’s extended behind you.

“Let’s go be stupid together” Matt whispered, almost quiet enough that you didn’t hear him. You weren’t sure how the conversation went from 0-100 so quickly but you also didn’t really mind.

A beat of silence passes before you think of anything to say, “Fine… but you’re making me breakfast tomorrow” It was your drunken compromise but Matt accepted it without hesitation.

“Yep, let’s go”

…

You woke up in the morning with the alcohol gone from your body, as were your clothes. Well, the clothes weren’t exactly gone, they were just strewed around Matt’s bedroom along with his.

You weren’t sure what your plan of attack would be. If you should pretend to be sleeping or just sneak out of the room. Although you weren’t exactly sure what happened last night so staying ‘asleep’ might be your best option; you didn’t exactly feel like getting chirped non-stop at 9 in the morning while Matt slept soundly.

You felt him move and then his arm tightened around your waist, pulling you into him which made your eyes bulge. You squirmed which must have been enough to wake him up because you could feel him moving around more now.

“Oh fuck me” He groaned as you winced.

“Pretty sure I took care of that already” You whispered and you heard him sigh. “So…”

“Ugh Jack’s gonna kill me” Matt moved around some more and his voice sounded muffled so you assumed his face was shoved into the pillow.

“Seriously? We’re in bed and the first thing you think of is my brother?” You scoff, rolling away from Matt but he pulls you back even faster.

“Sorry, hi how’s it going” You twisted around to face him just to find his little smirk present and it made you want to roll your eyes.

“How’s it going? Really?”

“You’re a pain in my ass” Matt groaned and you smiled.

“That’s not very nice Matthew”

“Don’t call me Matthew” He said quickly which made you grin.

“I believe I was promised breakfast Matthew” You flipped around, moving away from him. He said something under his breath but got up anyway. You reached for your phone, scrolling through some notifications while you waited for him to come back. You weren’t even hungry really, you just didn’t want to be the first one to leave the room and… you wanted to see if he’d actually bring you breakfast.

Matt returned a while later with two bowls in his hands. He kicked the door closed and jumped onto the bed, passing you a bowl of scrambled eggs.

“I hope you enjoy those, I went through a lot for them” You raise an eyebrow at him, silently prompting him to explain. “Alex and Trevor were in the kitchen… they had some questions”

“Ew please don’t tell me you told them” The thought of Jack’s friends knowing about your night with Matt was so gross.

“Well no… I-” He was interrupted by the door banging open.

“Yo lovebirds, we’re leaving in 5 let’s go” You glared at Trevor who was grinning at the door. “Oh and Jack wants to talk to you” Trevor skipped away, skillfully dodging the pillow you threw at him.

“I’m dead, totally dead” Matt groaned.

“I can handle Jack, don’t worry” You took your time getting ready before pulling Matt downstairs with you.

“Jack is going to kill you” Alex said when he saw the two of you entering the kitchen.

“Dude, I was drunk” Matt complained and it made you freeze.

“Is that all it was?”

“Well… yeah, isn’t it?” Your mind blanked as heat flushed your entire body.

You backed away, feeling your heart pounding harder with each passing second. “You know what? I’m not gonna go out today, I’m not feeling great” Your eyes darted from Matt to Alex who was now giving you a sympathetic look. You couldn’t stand it so you spun around and sped out of the kitchen and back upstairs, locking yourself in your room, leaving a confused Matt and furious Alex alone in the kitchen.

“What the hell was that?” Matt asked, looking to Alex for answers.

“Bro…” Alex trailed off, leaving the kitchen while shaking his head.

…

Matt spent all day thinking about it. About you, about what he said. It wasn’t just a drunken hookup, he liked you. He had liked you for years now and he finally thought it was time that things could work out for the two of you. At first, you were too young, you weren’t looking for a boyfriend, let alone your brother’s friend who was two years older than you. Then you started dating boyfriend Jason… John… Josh! Yeah boyfriend Josh was a problem for a couple years and now that you were finally single, Matt thought it was perfect timing.

But then he opened his big stupid mouth and ruined everything. You were still in your room when they got back from the lake and you didn’t come out for dinner. Quinn went up to check on you and deliver some food but nobody else had seen you.

“What happened?” Quinn asked when he came to sit next to you on you bed.

“I slept with Matt”

“Okay…” Quinn was still waiting for the details that made you spend a perfectly good day of summer locked inside.

“You’re not mad?”

“Why would I be? You’re an adult, you can do what you want”

You laughed, “Barely, I’m not even legal”

“You’re 19, that’s how old Jack was when he moved out and you’re way more responsible than he was” You wanted to correct him and remind him that Jack was only 18 but you didn’t think it was important.

“True”

“So what happened? Did he do something?”

“No, nothing like that” You could see Quinn visibly relax, “I just… I thought it meant something, I don’t know. Then he told Alex this morning that it was just because he was drunk but really I only have myself to blame because it’s not like he even liked me, it was just in my head and now I feel stupid” Quinn let you ramble, patiently waiting for you to finish before starting his lecture.

“Don’t feel stupid, I understand what you’re saying but also think about it from his side. I’ve been in this type of situation and after I hooked up with this girl-” You interrupt him quickly.

“Ew, Quintin!” You equaled, covering your ears in attempt to shut out his gross hook up stories.

“Shut up, let me finish” He laughed, pulling your hands down. “As I was saying, we had a bit of a miscommunication after and it ended up that we wanted the same thing so really it was all for no reason” Quinn tried to explain as best he could without sharing too much. “I think you should talk to him, have a grown up conversation about it and see what he has to say”

“Okay” Quinn was always right. You trusted him with anything really so when he gave you advice, you always followed it.

You went down to find Matt later that night, slipping out of the house to grab him from the patio where he was sitting with Cole. “Hey” You lightly touched his arm to get his attention and his head whipped around to look at you.

“Hey, are you okay?” He asked with concern filling his eyes.

“Yeah… can we talk?” He nodded and got up, following you back inside to the empty living room, sitting down next to you on the couch.

“I’m sorry” You both said and the same time which made you laugh quietly.

“You first” Matt motioned for you to go ahead.

“I freaked out when you said that it meant nothing to you because… I thought it did but I should’ve asked you and not just assumed you felt the same way. I’m sorry, it wasn’t really fair and it was really immature”

“It did mean something to me. I just said that it didn’t because I didn’t think you wanted it…” Ugh why was Quinn always right?

“Really?” You asked, wanting to make sure he was telling the truth.

“I’ve been crazy about you for a few years now so yeah, really” You bit back a smile when Matt grinned widely at you.

“A few years?” You ask and he nods, “Cradle robber” Matt laughs loudly. “I’m kidding Matthew, don’t worry”

“Stop calling me Matthew” He complained which made you smirk.

“Never” You leaned forward to kiss him quickly but his hands found your waist and held you there for longer.

“Gross, get a room” Quinn teased as he walked into the house. Matt’s eyes went wide, scared of what your brother would say or do. Quinn noticed his expression and laughed, “I don’t care Boldy, just worry about Jack” Quinn walked to the kitchen and returned with a new beer, “But don’t hurt my baby sister…”

“Don’t plan on it” Matt smirks, kissing you again when Quinn leaves.

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kimi-level-of-idgaf · 1 year

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Matt who?

Matt Boldy x fem!reader

I sigh, as the phone starts ringing. I plan on finally telling my dad that I’ve been dating Matt for the past three months but I’m scared of his reaction. My dad is a huge Minnesota Wild fan but there’s no saying how he’ll react. He’s never been hostile per se towards my boyfriends but he’s never became their best friend either.

“Hey kiddo, what’s up?” I hear. Deep breath.

“Hey Dad, just wanted to talk. We haven’t just talked in a while I guess.” i said, deciding to take this slow.

“Hmmm, maybe I should drive up there this thursday on my day off and we can catch a wild game.” my dad suggests. I shouldn’t be surprised but my eyes bug out at his suggestion. Well, now or never.

“Oh, I actually wanted to talk to you about that. Or something related I don’t really know.” I say.

“Sure kid, go ahead.” he says encouragingly.

“I started seeing someone. I want you to know about it. I met him back in January and we’ve been going out since.” I blurt.

There was silence for a few seconds. “What does that have to do with hockey?” my dad says deadpan through the phone. A shocked laugh escapes my mouth.

“You’re not going to comment on the fact I just dropped my newest bombshell at your feet?” I say.

“Oh well of course but whatever you said ain’t clicking in my head. January?? That was THREE months ago! I thought we were friends and that you normally tell me these things.” he continues. I sigh, I can tell he’s a little surprised that I hid this from him but not angry.

“I know, and I’m sorry but I just didn’t know how to tell you and I wanted to test this one out. I really like him.” I explain.

“Well you don’t need a reason, I cant act like three months of dating is a terribly long time to wait to tell me anything. But what’s his name? What’s he like? Your moms going to want to know everything. Oh, will we get to meet him this summer?” he asks. I let out a breathy laugh at my dads piqued interest while I’m actually with a guy

“Well that’s just it. His names Matt. Sweetest man I’ve ever met and I’m sure he’d love to meet you guys. I talk about you a lot. He’s in Minneapolis sooo maybe you can meet him before summer?”” I say, instantly face palming. Matt and I have both talked about meeting one another’s family but we’ve never really committed to the plan. And how do I straight up tell my dad, who’s probably watching the wild game that is currently on my tv as well, that I’m dating Matt Boldy.

“Oh yeah. I mean, how soon? He could come with to the game if it works for this Matt character.” he says, adding sarcasm to the last part.

I laugh,”Um, no, he can’t. But, we can meet him after that?” I ask. Oh my god, grow a pair and tell him.

“Great! Well, you know I’ve got a hockey game to watch. I’ll see you on Thursday hun.” I sigh as I hear the click.

On Wednesday night, I was at Matt’s waiting for him to come back from his game. I still haven’t told him that my dad is coming to Minneapolis TOMORROW.

“Baby?” I hear Matt from the front entryway. “In the living room!” I call back, sitting up on the couch.

Matt grins as he walks towards the couch. “Hello, how was your day?” matt says, kissing me before I even get the chance to respond.

“Good, hey you know how I asked you if you would want to meet my parents sometime they come up?” I ask after he pulled away. His brow furrows, recalling the conversation. He nods, “Well, my dad is coming up tomorrow. We’re going to your game. And I might have told him that I was seeing someone and then he asked about meeting you and so I said yeah maybe after the game. I panicked and in my defense, the call did not go at all the way I planned. So, if you’d like, you can meet him tomorrow. Otherwise, I can just tell him plans changed.” I ramble.

Matt smiles sweetly at me from above the couch. “Wouldn’t he catch on if I’m playing in the game you guys watch right before that?”

I groan, my face heating up as I shove it into a couch cushion. “I didn’t tell him.”

“What? About who you’re dating?” Matt asks. Confusion riddled in his voice. I knew I should’ve just told my dad. Now Matt’s probably mad I’m blindsiding the fuck out of him the night beforehand. He laughs. I lift my head to look at him.

“Oh my fuck, that’s hilarious. He has no clue?” He says while laughing. I shake my head, squinting my eyes at him. Why is this a good thing?!

“I’m sure he’ll be happy. Besides it’s not like I have to worry about him liking me as a hockey player. I’m just your boyfriend.” He says scooping me under his arm. “So you’re not mad about having to meet him and he has no clue? Or maybe I can tell him sometime tomorrow before so he’s not freaking out or anything.” I say into his chest.

“I’m not mad babe. And why are you so worried about how he’ll react? You know, you sure talked him up to be a great guy. I’m not even that scared.” he says.

“My dad is fucking weird. You have no idea what’s going down.” I say as I snuggle further into his chest.

“Well, that explains you.” he says poking my cheek.

“Hey!”

“My sweet baby girl! Have you grown?” my dad says walking into my apartment and hugging me. I laugh, “don’t think so dad, and you were here like two weeks ago.”

“Two weeks too long, loser. Would you like to stop for some lunch somewhere and then find something to do until the game tonight?” he responds.

“That sounds good. Let me go get my bag.” I say.

I grab my purse and phone and we head out.

As we walk into the XCEL center, my nerves rise. I just want tonight to go well and for my dad to like Matt and hopefully he’s fine with me dating a hockey player.

We get to our seats after making our way through the concourse. I see Matt out on the ice warming up and smile.

“Thinking about that boy?” my dad asks, chuckling.

“Only a little bit,” I say back, hiding a shit eating grin

“You never told me anything about the kid. I don’t want to be clueless when I meet him.” he says, almost worriedly.

“Dad, just be you. He’s already heard so much I honestly think you’ll get along great.” I say. We keep talking about it, where Matt is from or who his family is.

The game is close to the end of the third and it’s tied at two with goals from zuccy and kaprizov and Matt with both assists!

My dad and I are catching up during a media break and I look to the ice and see Matt gazing up at the seats my dad and I were in. I smile and try to send a wave without my dad noticing.

“No fucking way.” I hear from beside me. “You’re dating MATT BOLDY?”

My eyes widen as I turn towards my dad.

“I- yeah… yeah” is all I can say as my dad sits in his seat with his jaw open.

I look back to the ice to see Matt looking at us with raised eyebrows.

I turn my head to see my dad staring at him as well and watch as Matt smiles and waves.

My dad smiles back before turning to me. “That’s actually cool as hell. How did you pull that guy?” He says as he smiles ear to ear.

“What the fuck, dad? What’s that supposed to mean?” I say, knowing he’s only joking.

I turn back towards the ice as play resumes. Not a minute later and my dad and I are on our feet cheering for Matt after he scores what is hopefully the last goal of the game. I cheer as loud as I can and watch as Matt skates back to the bench. Smiling with Dewey on the bench he turns around and blows me a kiss.

Walking down to the locker room took longer than normal. My dad was literally opening doors to random rooms as I practically dragged him there.

“Look who it is!!” A booming voice came from behind me. I turn, “Zuccy! That was a great goal!” I congratulate him.

“Who’s this?”

“This is the wrong Matt, sweetie.”

They both say at the same time.

“Zuccy this is my dad, Kevin, and this is Mats Zuccarello, dad” I say, fully knowing my dad knows who he is.

“Hey, big fan, love seeing you on the team.” He immediately says. I roll my eyes. Dude is fifty something and kissing hockey players asses right now.

I turn back towards the door to the locker room just as it opens, out stepping Matt. My Matt.

I smile wide and as he walks over I try not to run to him. When we meet I wrap my arms around his shoulders and his go around my waist.

“That was an amazing goal, Matty!! And two assists!” I gush.

Matt laughs, mumbling a thank you and leaving a kiss to my forehead.

“I guess he kind of figured it out, then,”Matt says, looking over my shoulder.

“Oh yeah, we were caught.” I say with a smile. All nerves about Matt meeting my dad have dissipated. This night was simply too good to ruin and honestly, with Kevin, what is there to worry about.

Matt walks us over to my dad who is still talking to Zuccy, who sees us approaching and makes his escape.

“Dad, this is Matt, my boyfriend.” I introduce him.

“Hell of a night, kid. Glad to be meeting you.” My dad says with a stretch of his hand.

“Thank you, sir. And I try to not disappoint.” Matt responds, shaking his hand firmly.

I smile watching the two together for the first time.

“Y’know, she might’ve not mentioned it before but I have some tricks up my sleeve that haven’t been introduced to the le-“ my dad starts, while jutting his thumb over at me.

“Okay, you can talk hockey at dinner. Are you ready?” I interrupt.

Matt smiles down, “Yeah, come on.”

I stay tucked under Matt’s arm as we walk out to our cars. My dad and Matt talking hockey is background noise as I smile to myself dopily.

“You alright?” Matt asks under his breath as we come to a halt at the doors leading to the player’s parking.

“Just happy, I’ll see you at the restaurant.” I say with a smile that is bigger than the cheshire cat.

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genre: fluff, slight angst (?)

word count: 956

warnings: kissing, but nothing crazy lol

notes: this is short and i kinda hate it but whatever. its late as hell and the idea popped in my head so i kinda just ran with it. we'll see if this stays up or if i end up deleting it.

also, i struggled finding good gifs/pics of matt that fit the vibe so this one will do i guess.

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Another night. Another failed date. And where do I find myself? The same place I always end up in. Crying in the arms of Matthew Boldy, my best friend since elementary school. Most people know him as Matt Boldy, number 12, up-and-coming superstar forward for the National Hockey League's Minnesota Wild. But to me, he will always be my Matty. The one guy who has seen me at my highest highs and my lowest lows, yet has stuck around through it all.

Unbeknownst to him, he is also the reason I have found myself in this situation more times than I would care to admit. Unrequited love is what everyone calls it. I've been in love with him for as long as I can remember, and at 22 years old, that love still burns strong. So what do you do when you fall hopelessly in love with your best friend? Sign up for numerous dating apps and go on a bunch of shitty dates that do nothing but leave you even more heartbroken than you were at the start. Listening to asshole after asshole pick you apart and remind you of why you just aren't good enough.

"What is wrong with me, Matty?" I sniffle, the ache in my chest still present even hours after returning from yet another disastrous date.

"What do you mean?" He speaks softly, hand gently stroking through my hair as I sit curled up in his lap on his couch.

The faint sound of cars honking and the city's bustling nightlife is the only sound creeping in from the open balcony door, filling the silence between our hushed whispers.

"I want to be enough for somebody. Why can't I just be enough?"

"Don't say that." Despite not being able to see his face, I can picture the frown of frustration taking over his beautiful features.

"I just want someone to look at me as if I hung the moon and stars, you know, like in the movies. Someone to hold me and cherish me as if I'm just a breath away from slipping through their grasp. I want someone to tell me I'm pretty and smart and funny without it being conditional. I want someone to love me for who I am and not who I could be if I just confined myself to fit their norms and standards." I ramble, sitting up to face him. "I want someone who will laugh at my terrible jokes. Someone who will wipe my tears when I cry and tell my that things are going to be okay, even when I feel like they won't. Someone who looks forward to spending time with me and misses me the second I'm gone. " I rattle on, words leaving my mouth faster than my brain think. "I want someone who kisses me as if every kiss might be the last. I want someone who will love me as hard as I love them. I want that someone to be you. But it can't be because we 're best friends. And that's all we've ever been, just best friends." I take a deep breath as I finish my rant. My chest heaving after my long winded tangent as my brain tries to catch up. And when it finally does, dread fills me.

"I-I'm sorry." I start. "I didn't-"

"Do you mean it?" His strong, steady gaze leaves me momentarily speechless. His words carry a hint of emotion but his face remains emotionless. Once the fog in my brain clears, I finally respond.

"I do." I nod, "I'm in love with you, Matty."

His eyebrows furrow, head shaking slightly as if he's having a mental battle against himself. After a moment or two, his lips part slightly as if he's about to speak. I brace myself for rejection, but it never comes. Instead, I'm met with the unexpected feeling of his lips crashing into mine. The initial contact has me holding my breath. However, it only takes me few seconds to melt into the feeling, into him, as one hand settles on my cheek and the other rises to the nape of my neck, pulling me in closer. My hands grip his shirt, trying my best to remain grounded.

The kiss is somehow tender yet firm. Desperation and passion seeping through every fiber of our beings. As if years of pent up feelings and emotions are finally surfacing, but uncertainty, and maybe a little bit of fear, still resides. By the time he finally pulls away, my lungs burn from the lack of oxygen, but I can't find it in me to care.

"I can't tell you how long I've waited to do that." He speaks between breaths, forehead still resting against mine.

"I can't tell you how long I've waited for that to happen." We both chuckle at the admission

"I'm in love with you too, by the way. I figured it was clear when I dragged you all the way to Minnesota with me. And I hope you know that you are enough for me." His tone becomes serious again. "You are more than enough. I don't know what was said, or who said it, to make you believe otherwise, but it doesn't matter. All that does matter is that you know how much you mean to me. And if you don't, I'll make it known. I'll prove it to you over and over again until you're sick of me."

"I could never be sick of you."

"I hope you mean that because you're stuck with me." He pulls me closer, if that's even possible, brushing his nose softly against mine.

"I wouldn't have it any other way." I smile as I lean in for another kiss.

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