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when is the trevor series ain’t she coming 🙏🏻

it's coming I promise, I just had to wait for an idea to hit me, but I'm working on it now and I should have it up tonight!!

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sunflowerskies00 · 3 days

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bet my heart, part 7

bees are gonna make wild honey

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"You're distracted," Jake informs me as the band stops. I knew it. He knew it. We all knew I was distracted. This sound check was going to shit, and we all knew it.

"Thank you for that captain obvious," I roll my eyes at him.

"We can take a break," Damien offers. I shake my head, we couldn't. We needed to get the sound check done, and I needed to know that my show tonight wasn't going to be an absolute shit show. I didn't have high hopes for either one of those things to be successful.

"Let's just run it one more time," I say.

"Sage," Jake says. I glance over towards him, and he has an all-knowing look on his face.

"Okay, five minutes," I agree. I put my mic down and I'm off the stage in a matter of seconds. I hear footsteps behind me and I assume it's Jake. He's in front of me before I realize it, and he comes to a stop so I can't keep going.

"What's going on with you? Is it Quinn?" He asks. I raise an eyebrow, he knew it was Quinn, he just wanted me to give him the confirmation of his assumptions. "Fine, I know it's Quinn, what's going on?" He asks.

"I don't know," I answer honestly. He raises an eyebrow at me this time, waiting for me to elaborate. "I don't know what's going on between us, we have a lot to talk about and I have to wait for him to get here in a couple of days," I explain.

"Oh, so you two are finally going to admit you're in love with each other?" He asks. Apparently, I must have some weird look on my face because his next words are, "Don't look at me like that, we all know you're in love with him, and he's in love with you, the only two people who don't realize it are you and Quinn, it's sad really." My mouth opens, but I don't say anything just stare at him. "Just take five, breathe, do what you need to do, but just know that everyone knows that man is in love with you it's sad," That's all he says before leaving and I'm assuming going back to the stage. I spend the next five minutes with my back pressed against a wall, eyes closed, and trying to get my shit together so I can make it through this sound check and concert.

My mind is still racing when I walk back onto the stage and pick up my microphone.

"You good?" Damien asks. I nod my head, even if I wasn't, I could fake it.

"Can we switch it up for sound check guys?" I ask them.

"What song?" Jake asks.

"Let's do an old one, one that I gave to someone else, Friends Don't," I suggest. I had written the song a couple of years ago, and it didn't fit the vibe I had going on in my music so it got sold to another artist, however, the song was about my not-so-friend-like relationship with Quinton.

Miraculously I make it through our soundcheck song, shocking for everyone. What's even more shocking is when I leave the stage, Quinn is standing there, staring at me. He wasn't supposed to get in until late tonight, so I'm confused as to why I'm looking at him right now.

"I thought you're plane landed at like midnight? I ask him. That's what leaves my mouth instead of hi.

"It was supposed to, but I was going insane so I rearranged my schedule, and here I am," He lifts a shoulder, it's a half-shrug. He was here, we could talk, I needed this conversation to happen. I take a step closer to him and then Lucy appears out of nowhere.

"Hair, makeup, clothes," she says. I glance at Quinn, I'm sure the desperation for this conversation is showing in my eyes.

"Go, do your job, I'll be here whenever you're done," he says, a small smile on his face. I force a nod and follow Lucy down the hall, tossing one last glance back at Quinn.

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sunflowerskies00 · 3 days

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too sweet, part 11

dark as a lake

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Super quick post while I've had to time to get something written

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sunflowerskies00 · 5 days

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bet my heart, part 6

the radio's gonna play country

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RECAP

"You and uh, Mr. Cowboy," he nods towards where I just was with Riley, "are you two, are you dating him?" He finally spits out his question.

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I stare at him. Blinking. Words, not forming. He sounded mad, or frustrated. I open my mouth to respond, and then close it again. He definitely sounded mad. He also looked mad or hurt. I couldn't tell.

"Quinn," I start. His eyes snap to mine. "Don't you think I would have told you if I had started dating someone?" I ask.

"I assumed so, but you two seem a lot friendlier than just friends," he says. Was he? There was no way he was jealous.

"Quinn," I say his name again. His eyes move back to mine once again. "That's part of my job, and you've known me forever, I just have chemistry with a lot of people, it makes it seem like there's something there when there isn't," I explain. This was new. Quinn had never acted like this after seeing me perform with someone, specifically a man before. I didn't know how I was supposed to handle this.

"So, you're not sleeping with him either?" My jaw drops, Quinn was never this abrasive, literally never.

"Quinn, what the hell is going on?" I finally ask him. "You're acting so unlike you it's freaky. You are literally indifferent to every single man I've even glanced at," I say.

"I," He starts but then stops. "Nothing, it's nothing." He glances at the clock on the wall. I then realize what time it is, they need to go. They have planes to catch to be back for practice. "Shit, I gotta go Sage," He's using my full name, what the fuck is happening, he normally just stuck with S.

"Quinn," I plead. "We're just not going to talk about whatever the fuck this is?"

"Sage, it's nothing, let's just leave it. It's fine," his voice is short and clipped. Nothing like his normal easy-going tone.

"It's obviously something," I point out. "You're acting weird, and not normal at all."

"I really do have to go," he says.

"So, we're just done with whatever this conversation is?"

"No, we're not, just," he sighs. "I have my bye week in like four days, I'm still coming to hang out with you, we can have this conversation then." I didn't even know what this conversation was, but I was starting to get an idea. Was it possible that my more than friends feelings weren't so one-sided after all?

"Promise?" I ask him.

"Promise, just promise me you're not going to start dating someone in the next week." I raise an eyebrow, but nod.

"Promise." I agree, not thrilled about the fact that this conversation was being pushed off, but accepting it anyway. Quinn pulls me into hug, and I can't help but tense up, not happy about how we were leaving things.

"I'll see you in a couple of days, and we'll talk, I promise." I just nod, and then just like that he's taking off, and I'm stuck standing in the same place trying to figure out what the hell just happened.

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sunflowerskies00 · 8 days

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sun to me, part 5

arms tied, legs numb, wrapped around my knee

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"Luke Hughes," I put a hand on my hip as I stared him down across the room.

"Y/n," he pleads. He was very against the face masks I was trying to convince him to do. We were at my house tonight, not his. My roommates were all out, a rare occurrence in my house, so Luke had come to hang out with me since they didn't have a game or anything.

"It's good for your skin," I point my spatula for the mast at him.

"I don't care," he says. I narrow my eyes at him but lower my spatula, giving up on getting him to do a face mask with me.

"One day, you'll finally put this on your face and you'll realize that I've been right all along," I say.

"I doubt it," he shakes his head at me. I abandon the face mask and walk over to flop down on the couch. "How was practice?" He asks. My eyes cut over to him and obviously, the look on my face conveys it wasn't great because he winces. "Not great?"

"I don't know, Lauren is the most selfish person I've ever played with, it's awful. Coach Johnson is trying, but nothing is changing. She hasn't passed the puck a single time, I mean it's practice so no stakes obviously, but when she's giving up 4 or 5 goals each practice because she can't fucking pass, it's going to translate into games and we're going to fucking lose," I stare up at the ceiling.

"It's weird that she's made it this far with that flaw," He muses. I nod in agreement.

"I mentioned that to my roommates, and apparently the rest of her team in high school was so middle of the road that she was almost always given the puck to score or some shit, I don't know, it makes no sense to me," Luke has listened to me rant about some shit Lauren was pulling at practice almost every single day. I was about ready to just go off on her one day, but I think that could end up doing more damage for me in the long run, so I'd kept my mouth shut.

"You could always just lay into her," Luke sounds amused when he suggests what I'd been thinking.

"I've considered it, but I don't want to cause more problems."

"So, I have to listen to you rant every single day for the next several months?" I glance over at him to see an eyebrow raised at me.

"Yup, looks like it," I give him an over-enthusiastic smile.

"I think you should just beat her up," I narrow my eyes at his absolute trash suggestion. "Okay, fine, live in misery for the next however many months." I push myself off the couch and turn to look at Luke expectantly, waiting for him to stand as well. "What?"

"Let's go," I say.

"Go where?"

"I want food, and I have the need to go to a Target so let's go," I say. He groans but complies and pushes himself off the couch.

"Wait, are you driving?"

"Yes," I answer like that was a stupid question.

"But you're driving is scary," he mutters as we walk outside to the car. I shove his shoulder, shaking my head at him. I climb into the driver's seat, waiting expectantly for Luke to get in. "Whoever let you buy a giant ass truck needs to have their mental stability checked," he mumbles. I grab the pen from my cup holder and chuck it at him.

"I let myself buy this, and I am such a good driver, shut up."

"Right, and I'm the fucking president."

"Put your seatbelt on and shut up," I turn up my radio before backing out of the driveway, as Luke pulls on his seatbelt and pretends to pray.

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Luke was currently regretting being my friend. I was sure of it. I was currently dragging him around Target as I browsed the store. I had no reason to come here, I just loved killing time here.

"Quit pouting," I point a finger at him.

"I'm not pouting," he retorts.

"You are, but if you stop, I'll take you for food," I say. He stops pouting and pretends to enjoy our trip through target.

"Have you talked to your brother recently?" He asks as we climb back into my truck. I raise an eyebrow at him, wondering where that's coming from. "Just about your lovely teammate and everything," he adds on.

"I talk to him like once a week, but I don't know, I don't like bringing up the negatives because I feel like he secretly wishes I had picked Michigan over Garden State," I admit. Luke looks floored by my revelation.

"Dude, he's so proud of you it's crazy, all he talked about was you getting offered a full ride to the best women's hockey program in the country and then when you got here last year, he talked about how you were on of the only freshman with a spot in the starting line up almost every week," Luke tells me.

"Really?" It comes out as a squeak. He nods.

"One bad thing isn't going to have him telling you to transfer, I'm sure he'd support your crazy fantasies of beating her up before helping with an actual solution," he says.

"You're pretty wise, y'know that?" I ask him. He rolls his eyes, deferring my statement so we can move on, seemingly embarrassed by my compliment.

"So, I was promised food?" He asks. I laugh, but nod, pulling out of the parking spot as Luke gets me to wherever he's wanting food from.

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When I walk back inside from saying goodbye to Luke in the driveway, my roommates are all back, sitting in our living room. It was funny how this is how I seemed to find them almost every single time I got back from hanging out with Luke.

"How was your evening with Mr. Luke?" Josie asks.

"It was good," I shrug. "We just went to Target and then we got food. And I bitched about Lauren but that's nothing new."

"Have you kissed him yet?" She asks.

"Josie," Ava starts laughing.

"It's a good question," Josie defends herself.

"No, we're just friends," I'm sure there's an amused look on my face.

"So boring, you have a tall, hot, NHL player who spends like all his free time with you, and you're not making out with him," Josie slumps back against the couch, crossing her arms across her chest. Ava, Lindsey, and I all try to stifle our laughter, highly amused by her theatrics.

"Do you want me to set you up with him?" I grin.

"No, I want you to have a friends to lovers romance, but you need to hurry it up, I'm impatient."

"Jo, I don't foresee that happening, ever." She narrows her eyes at me, but then shrugs.

"When you move past the denial, or whatever stage you're in, you'll see that I am so right." Lindsey and Ava both laugh and I just nod.

"Mkay, sure." I agree.

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sunflowerskies00 · 9 days

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too sweet, part 10

don't you just wanna wake up

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Hughes Sibling gc and texts with Luke

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sunflowerskies00 · 10 days

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bet my heart, part 5

the bank is gonna hold my money

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By the time I get off the stage, I'm exhausted and dripping in sweat. Normally, I let my exhaustion take over and I'm going to crash as soon as I get off the stage. Having friends at my shows, seemed to make that exhaustion disappear. I make my way through the backstage hallways, going to find the place where everyone should be waiting.

As soon as I walk into the room Luke spots me first and pulls me into a hug. I hug him back, as lightly as possible, feeling bad because of how sweaty I am.

"You were great," He tells me.

"Thanks, Luke," I smile at him. I can't say much more because Trevor pulls me into a hug next.

"That was amazing," he says.

"Thanks, Trev," I grin.

"So you and Mr. Country Singer?" he raises an eyebrow. I roll my eyes. Trevor loved to play the game of asking about me and every man I was seen with. He knew it irritated me and he loved to irritate.

"Riley is my friend," I glanced across the room to where Riley was, I didn't expect him to leave, he was talking to my guitar player. He catches my eye and raises a glass towards me. I smile.

"Go, make him jealous," Trevor nods. I raise an eyebrow at him, and he gives me a knowing look. "We're not idiots, well Quinn might be, but to everyone else, it's so obvious," he says.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," I say before walking away. Trevor shakes his head at me while I do. I still had to say hi to Jack and Quinn, but I make my way over to Riley and part of my band first.

"The woman of the hour," Jake, my guitar player, grins. I roll my eyes at him, shoving his shoulder.

"That was a hell of a show," Riley flashes me a smile.

"Thanks, and thank you for coming all the way to Canada for me," I give him a hug.

"Of course," he wraps his arms around me. "And you need a shower," he mutters. I pull away and playfully push him backward. "Dude, you're sweatier than your hockey-playing friends," he laughs.

"I was just on stage for two and a half hours with no breaks and was moving the entire time, so I would hope I'm sweatier than them," I say. I catch Jack's eye across the room and he raises an eyebrow, silently asking if I'd be over soon. I nod quickly. I excuse myself from the conversation, promising to come back, before walking back over to where Jack and Quinn are.

Jack meets me before I get across the room, pulling me into a hug so he can talk into my ear.

"I know you doubt me and you doubt that he actually likes you, but when I tell you I thought he was going to burst in anger when you were singing with the dude, I'm being so serious," Jack's mouth is next to my ear when he says it. He pulls away, suddenly a lot less serious.

"You're so sweaty, it's gross," I roll my eyes at him. "I'm being serious, you guys need to have the conversation."

"Eventually," I nod, not letting him say anything else before going to Quinn. He pulls me into a hug, swinging me in a circle, before setting me back on the ground.

"You killed it, like usual," he smiles at me. I know the entire internet thought Quinn smiling was rare, but it was something I got to see a lot of. There were very few times I'd be spending time with him and he wasn't smiling.

"Thanks, Quinny," I grin at him.

"You were born for it, y'know, being on stage, performing," He has a soft smile on his face when he says it. My cheeks turn in pink, I can feel the blush on my face. I shrug, because I didn't know what to say.

"I'm glad someone thinks so, I feel like an imposter 90% of the time," I admit. It wasn't something I had really said out loud, but as I got bigger, the more I felt like I had imposter syndrome. He frowns at that statement, obviously not liking what I just said.

"You worked your ass off to get here Sage, don't let anyone tell or make you feel differently," his words make me smile. Quinn was my biggest hype man and always had been. I open my mouth to say thank you when someone calls my name, I glance over to see Damien, my drummer, nodding toward Riley. He holds up a hand like he's waving goodbye.

"I'll be right back," I give Quinn an apologetic smile before going to say bye to Riley.

"Thank you again," I give him a hug when I make it over to him.

"Of course, I'm glad we made it work, I think it was a great way to debut the song," he doesn't pull away from our hug quite yet, which was weird. "Why is Quinn Hughes staring daggers at me?" He asks before pulling out of the hug.

"I don't know, he's my best friend," I shrug. Riley has a knowing smirk on his face.

"Uh-huh, I see, well you let me know when that changes," he says. I roll my eyes.

"Thanks for being here, and I apologize in advance for the multiple rumors about us that will be appearing," he shrugs in response, seemingly unphased by it.

"Let me know when you and bestie over there start dating," he smirks before saying one more goodbye and disappearing. When I get back to Quinn, he no longer has a smile on his face.

"What's up?" I ask him, raising an eyebrow at his frowning face.

"You and uh, Mr. Cowboy," he nods towards where I just was with Riley, "are you two, are you dating him?" He finally spits out his question.

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sunflowerskies00 · 10 days

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sun to me, part 4

so i stayed anyway

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In a turn of events that everyone saw coming, Luke and I quickly became friends. Much to the dismay of Josie, who was hoping I would've 'jumped his bones' at this point (her words not mine). She was now on a fully blown friends-to-lovers conspiracy. Informing me that at some point I would realize I was in love with him and blah blah blah. Josie has a wild imagination and gets carried away often. But it's also what makes her one of my favorite people so I can't complain.

My newfound friendship with Luke is how I ended up at this place on a Tuesday after my team's practice, absolutely fuming. I was not having it tonight, it was a shit show practice, and if this was any indicator of how the season was going to go, we might as well give up now. Luke, bless his heart, looked terrified when he opened the door, not sure if I was through with my yelling he had heard on the phone or not.

Normally when there was a bad practice I ended up going to the gym, by myself, not wanting to have to let my roommates see me so upset. Not that they cared, they'd normally agree with my anger and egg it on, instead of trying to tell me I was being irrational, which I normally was. However, when I texted Luke, he said I could come over so I ditched my normal gym routine and headed to his house.

"Well, don't you look like a picture of happiness," He offers as I step inside. This was the first time I had been at his place, it was nice, very nice.

"Idiots. I play on a team with a bunch of idiots," I slide my shoes off, and he closes the door behind me before leading me through their home. "I mean is that hard to pass the damn puck. You obviously aren't going to fucking score so just pass the fucking puck. We aren't going to win when fucking Lauren thinks she needs to score every fucking goal. Another thing, she's not even that good, oh and she's a fucking rude bit-," I stop myself mid-rant, not just to take a breath but because I realized his brother was here, and me yelling about a bitch on my team isn't the best first impression. Luke is stifling a laugh.

"Jack, this is Edwards' sister, y/n. Y/n, this is Jack, my brother," He introduces us.

"Nice to meet you," I offer him a slightly awkward smile.

"You too," he says, having more of a smile than I do. "Now please continue about this puck-hogging bitch?" My cheeks turn pink at that.

"I was just going to say she's a rude fucking bitch who flirts with other girls on the team's boyfriends and has no remorse," I cross my arms over my chest. "That's it," I finish.

"She sounds awful, but I'm sure your coach will take care of it. Well, at least the puck-hogging thing, I don't think there's much to be done with the boyfriend stealing, that's just a character flaw," Luke offers. Which honestly, is probably what I needed to hear. If I had been with the girls, it would have been full-fledged agreeing with all of it, and agreeing that I should just plow her into the boards at practice and just accept getting reamed out for it.

"She does sound like a rude bitch," Jack nods in agreement. "But Luke's right, your coach should deal with the on-ice issues, not much you can do about the other things, but try not to do anything that makes you seem like the ass." I nod, accepting what they're saying, and knowing that their advice is the most rational, and anything I had been concocting in my mind on the way over here, was irrational and should probably never see the light of day. "We were just going to have dinner, want anything?" Jack offers.

"Sure," I nod. Luke sits on the couch and pats the spot next to him. I flop down and slump. Freaking Lauren had drained all the positivity and energy from my body.

"So, is you ranting about teammates after practice a common occurrence?" Luke asks me. I shake my head.

"No, I mean don't get me wrong, I practice more often than not pissed off about something, but it's normally related to me and how I performed, very rarely is it because of one of my teammates. Lauren is a transfer, and she's made approximately zero friends on the team," I offer as an explanation.

"So, if you hadn't come here were you just going to stew in your anger?"

"No, well sorta, I go the gym, well if it's something that I think has to do with me, I go to the gym. Otherwise, I rant to my roommates but they normally encourage the anger and irrational ideas to deal with it," I lift a shoulder, not really knowing what else to say.

"You go to the gym? After multiple hours at practice?"

"I know, it's not good, but it's habit," I mumble, my cheeks turning pink, for no reason. He's being genuinely curious, it's not like he's scolding me. Luke doesn't say anything else because Jack yells something about food.

After dinner, I get ready to leave, not wanting to overstay my welcome, when Luke tells me we're going somewhere. Once I'm in the car, he informs me we're going to get ice cream. I protest, trying to tell him I don't do sugar during my season, but he tells me to loosen up and to treat myself, especially after my shitty day. I don't protest anymore, giving into his reasoning. We get to a little ice cream place not far from his place and against my wishes he buys me ice cream, not letting me pay for myself, and we sit outside at a little table. Luke has a triumph smirk on his face as I narrow my eyes at him.

"Stop being so grumpy, you have ice cream, and you're hanging out with me, what could you be mad about?" I roll my eyes at that, a small smile slipping through at his playful arrogance.

"Some dumb man wouldn't let me pay for my own ice cream."

"Yeah, well it was his idea, and he wanted to see his friend less grumpy, so stop frowning and enjoy the mint chip," He points his spoon at me. I roll my eyes but smile, taking a bit of the ice cream.

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By the time I get my car from Luke's and get back home, it's late. Really late. I'm expecting everyone to be in bed, not asleep, but in their rooms. I'm wrong, they're all sitting on the couch, waiting for me.

"Hey," I offer them a smile.

"Hey yourself, where were you missy?" Josie is the first to speak. "You left after practice which was approximately, 6 hours ago, and we haven't heard from you since, just tracked your location to see you ended up at a random house, and then some ice cream place, back to the house, and then here," she recalls my locations. I'm going to delete Life360 so these weirdos can't stalk me anymore.

"Nice stalking skills," I tease her.

"This is serious, where you were you?"

"I went to Luke's, I told him I was in a shit mood and he told me to come over, so I hung out there for a while, and then he insisted on ice cream, and then we hung out at his house for a while before I came back here," I give the brief rundown of my actions for the evening.

"You sure spend a lot of time with him for claiming he's just a friend," Ava's voice isn't accusing, just observing.

"He's a good friend," I shrug my shoulders, that really was all the explanation I had. Luke is an amazing friend, and that's something I didn't say about many of Ethan's former or current teammates. I also had a tendency to not get along with them, big egos on those hockey players (of the male variety).

"And will he remain just a friend?" Lindsey asks. I just shrug, I wasn't sure. Luke was good-looking, anyone with eyes could see that, and I loved spending time with him. But in the weeks that I had known him, he had become such a good friend, and that wasn't something I was willing to give up.

"I don't know," I answer honestly. They must sense my discomfort because they change the subject, dropping Luke from the conversation.

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series request! trevor zegras falling for a sweet innocent type (inexperienced) and she’s hesitant to trust him/let him in at first

the first part will be up soon, it's called ain't she, i didn't completely follow the inexperienced vibe, but it'll be pretty close and like a slow to trust series.

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ain't she, the masterlist

trevor zegras x maxjonessister!fem!reader requested series

episode 1

part 1: she'd wilder than the oklahoma wind part 2: where my world ends part 3: and where it begins part 4: she'll hell on the heart part 5: she's the light in the dark i need

episode 2 coming soon

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sun to me, part 3

but she was layin' there across me

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I hated syllabus week. Don't get me wrong, the lake of homework was great, but sitting there and listening to professors go through the syllabus page by page when I could just go through it on my own and not have to come to class, was torture. Literal torture. I sit there pretending I'm looking at the syllabus when I'm really doing anything else on my laptop that's open in front of me.

By the time I get through my second and last class of the day, I'm heading to my car as fast as humanly possible. I felt like my brain was mush, not because we did anything remotely close to learning, but because if I had to hear the words deadlines, and final papers, one more time, I was going to lose my shit. It was the first day of the semester, and I didn't want to be thinking about the giant ass papers I'd have to write come the end of November.

I get home as I get a text from Luke telling me he'd be there in ten minutes. I dump my backpack in my room and toss my car keys onto my desk before going back downstairs. The only one of my roommates that's here is Lindsey. Ava and Josie both have class until later on Tuesdays and Thursdays.

"Ready for your date?" Lindsey teases as I slide my Birkenstocks back onto my feet.

"Not a date," I point a finger at her.

"Right," she nods. "Does your brother know you're spending the afternoon with his friend and former teammate?"

"Also no, he doesn't need to know what I'm doing," I say. My phone buzzes with a text from Luke saying he's here. "I gotta go," I look back up to Lindsey.

"Have fun on your date," She calls as I walk out the front door.

"Not a date!" I yell as the door closes behind me.

Luke is looking at his phone when I pull open the passenger door of his car and climb inside.

"Hey," I smile at him as I pull the buckle across me. He smiles back at me. "Are you going to tell me what we're doing yet?" I ask him as he backs out of my driveway.

"That would ruin the surprise."

"What if I hate surprises?" I ask.

"Do you?"

"Not the good kind." He just shakes his head at me.

"How's your brother?" He glances over at me.

"Ew, you want to talk about Ethan?" there's a hint of amusement in my voice. I don't give him a chance to respond, instead answering his question. "He's fine," I shrug. "We don't really talk about anything important ever," I explain. It's not that I don't like talking to my brother, I do, it's just that we really don't talk that often when we're at school. We're both super busy and staying in touch just doesn't become a priority, which is unfortunate because as much as I love to hate on Ethan, he's my best friend.

"Why didn't you go to U Mich?" He asks me. Everyone's favorite question to ask me. Especially people who knew Ethan, he'd tell them that U Mich was my original plan and that I ditched him for the East Coast.

"I was going to," I start. "It was my plan, I liked it, Ethan was there, I could play hockey, but then Garden State offered me a full ride, and they have a better women's hockey program than Michigan, so I decided to come here instead," I give him the quick explanation.

"Are you going to keep playing after college?" He asks.

"I don't know, it wasn't something that I had ever even thought about until last year. It wasn't even an option until last year. Ethan brings it up all the time actually, but I don't know if I want to keep playing after college to be completely honest," It was the first time I had actually said that out loud, and to Luke of all people.

"Then don't, it's your life, you don't have to keep playing hockey just because people think you should. If you have other plans or whatever, then who cares." Me, that's who cares. I feel like I'd be letting people down. I don't say that thought, that conversation is far too heavy for someone I've just become friends with. So I shrug and nod in response. He pulls into a parking lot and I look at the building, raising an eyebrow at him.

"We're mini-golfing?" I ask him.

"Why not," he lifts a shoulder in response.

"This feels awfully date-like," I climb out of the car.

"Nope, you said not a date, this is just me making sure you don't rot away doing homework or freeze at the ice rink," he smiles. I roll my eyes, but can't help the smile that creeps onto my face.

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After I absolutely demolish Luke in mini-golf, we end up at some little sports bar place to get food.

"You definitely cheated," Luke says for the 100th time since we left mini golfing.

"You are a sore loser," I point my finger at him. "I didn't cheat, I'm just that good. Or maybe you just suck at mini golf."

"Please, I'm so good at mini golfing, that's why I'm saying you cheated."

"If it helps your fragile little male ego, then sure, I cheated." He just shakes his head at that.

By the time Luke pulls back into my driveway, it's dark out, which is when I actually look at the clock and realize that I have been hanging out with him for 7 hours. My roommates were going to have a field day with this.

"Thanks for this," I wave my hand in a vague gesture. "I had a lot of fun," I smile at him.

"Anytime, you're pretty good company Edwards," He grins, calling me by my last name, something most people who knew my brother only called him.

"I'm gonna go before the tirade of roommates come out, but we should do this again sometime," I open the door, ready to call it a night.

"Sure, I'll text you," the smile doesn't leave his face, and he sits in the driveway until I open my front door and step inside.

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bet my heart, part 4

bluebirds are gonna sing

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I stare at the clothes I’m supposed to change into. I should be wearing them already, I just liked waiting until the last possible moment to put them on. I slide the black sparkling bodysuit up my body before going for the black denim shorts. Those were also sparkly, thanks to rhinestones. The white boots are last. I slide a pair of socks over the tights covering my legs and then finish with the boots.

“Oh thank god,” Lucy, my manager, walks into the room. “I thought I was going to come in and you wouldn’t be ready, and then I’d have to do the whole fake yell at you thing,” she says. “You need to get your in-ears and then your box and mic, you’re up in like ten,” she ushers me out of the dressing room and I’m being swarmed by people getting me ready to go. I shake out my arms a few times, rolling my head from side to side before putting my in-ears in. I crawl into the little hole under the stage before standing up. I hear the countdown start as the platform starts to rise. I raise my mic up to my lips and roll my shoulders one more time before starting to sing.

I finish the song and there’s a grin across my face. “Hello Toronto,” the crowd is screaming. “My name is Sage Pierce, thank you so much for being here tonight,” more screaming. I let my eyes scan over the crowd, my smile widening. This was the dream, everything I had worked for, and every night I'm reminded of how lucky I am that my dreams worked out, how lucky I am to be standing on the stage. I let the screaming die down a little bit before talking about my next song.

If we were being honest, 90% of my songs were inspired by Quinn and the feelings I had for him. I was pretty sure he hadn't caught on to that yet, I'm pretty sure the only person who really knew that my songs were about my hockey-playing best friend, was Jack. He caught on to the more than friend's feelings almost as soon as they started.

Jack always told me I needed to get over the fear I was harboring and just blurt out that I was in love with his brother, but that would be putting over two decades of friendship on the line and I wasn't ready for that to end because of a possibility of him not feeling the same way I did.

As the screams die down, I pull myself from my thoughts and bring my microphone back up to my lips.

"So, you might know that I have a thing for having guests at my shows, guests that I have songs out with so it's only right to bring them on stage and sing them with me," I pause for a brief second. "Anyways, I hear a lot about how it's really only the US I do that in, and it's not wrong, so I decided to bring one of those guests with me to Canada," the screaming gets louder. "This person and I have a song coming out together very very soon, so you're the first people that get to hear it, ladies and gentlemen, Riley Green," I glance to the side to see him walking out from backstage, guitar in hand, playing along as my band starts to play.

As much as I loved performing with people that I had songs out with, a lot of speculations and rumors would come with that. My mom liked to tell me that I had chemistry with everybody and that it was just my personality. Every time I performed with a man, rumors would fly the next day about how I was sleeping with him, or we were dating, or something else along those lines. I wasn't dumb enough to think there wouldn't be rumors after this performance, the song was literally about sex. It didn't take a genius to figure that out. But that didn't mean I wanted to sleep with the guy, sure, he had beautiful arms, and a nice face, but the only man I was interested in sleeping with was the hockey-playing best friend of mine.

I somehow make it through the song without fucking up, even with my mind swimming with 8 million thoughts, it was a talent to be able to focus on anything besides the words while I was singing, and I was so glad I was able to do it sometimes. I give Riley a hug before he leaves the stage, leaving me to finish up the show before going to see my friends.

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NOTE: this is such a filler so I apologize for that, I just needed to fill a little bit before I get to the next plot point.

#quinn hughes #quinn hughes imagine #quinn hughes fic #vancover canucks #jack hughes #luke hughes #nhl imagine #nhl hockey #trevor zegras #cole caufield #quinn hughes x oc

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too sweet, part 9

baby, now and then

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yourusername: in my soft launch era

taylorrose: i want to puke but this is actually adorable

taylorrose: also the flowers- THEY'RE GORGEOUS yourusername: I KNOW

_quinnhughes: at least his hand has better placement this time

rutgermcgroarty: imagine your friend getting a boyfriend and then no longer caring about you

luca.fantilli: she has no time for us anymore yourusername: I was literally just with you guys yesterday?? rutgermcgroarty: you left after like half an hour yourusername: I had plans with Taylor rutgermcgroarty: so you have time for some of your friends but not for others? yourusername: oh my goodness you are insufferable rutgermcgroarty: woah big word yourusername: need me to get you the definition? rutgermcgroarty: rude

lhughes_06: pretty sure driving with a phone in hand and legs across one's lap is illegal

yourusername: good thing the car was parked lhughes_06: that's what you claim yourusername: you're also insufferable lhughes_06: was that today's word of the day or what yourusername: no it's just a good word for describing most of the men in my life

jackhughes: is it really a soft launch if everyone can assume who it is?

yourusername: yes because assuming isn't knowing jackhughes: whatever yourusername: lame comeback jackhughes: you're a lame comeback trevorzegras: children please yourusername: you cannot say children please, you're the biggest child jackhughes: literally^ trevorzegras: so you stop bickering to gain up on me? yourusername: yes jackhughes: yes

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yourusername: had to come appease the children

tagged: rutgermcgroarty, luca.fantilli, dylanduke25, edwards.73, markestapa

taylorrose: bunch of whiny babies

yourusername: fr would not leave me alone

quinnhughes_: the fact that your friends have a combined 4 braincells concerns me

yourusername: technically they were luke friends first I just continued to bug them after he ditched me edwards.73: 'ditched' as if he didn't leave you to go the NHL 😂 luca.fantilli: ^literally ditched is crazy yourusername: I prefer to think of it as he left me, his literal twin, for jack trevorzegras: does that mean Quinn and Jack leaving michigan was ok? yourusername: no jack ditched me for the girls in jersey and Quinn ditched me for freaking Canada jackhughes: now that's a load of bs and you know it yourusername: mmm I don't think so lhughes_06: hold up i did not ditch you for jack lhughes_06 you're a much better roommate than him jackhughes: that was rude lhughes_06: bro you know it's true, she can cook. and she's clean. yourusername: i'm just better jackhughes

dylanduke25: thanks for blessing us with your presence it's only been like a month

yourusername: bffr it's been like two weeks maybe you guys are just whiny and impatient dylanduke25: no i think it's been a month yourusername: mkay you keep thinking that. delulu.

rutgermcgroarty: thought you had forgotten about us

yourusername: i could never forget about you rut rutgermcgroarty: wait that was so nice yourusername: because you yap constantly and annoy the hell out of me rutgermcgroarty: that was just mean markestapa: damn she's ruthless

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tags: @jdjgasidkgdf @bunbunbl0gs @love4ldr

#ethan edwards #rutger mcgroarty #jack hughes #luke hughes #quinn hughes #trevor zegras #ethan edwards x y/n #umich hockey #ethan edwards x reader #mark estapa #luca fantilli #dylan duke #nhl hockey #nhl imagine

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sun to me, part 2

i was about to start my day

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When I get back to the table, three sets of eyes turn to stare at me.

"Spill," Josie says. I just raise an eyebrow at her, not sure what she wants me to say. "Lindsey said you were having a nice little conversation with Luke Hughes?"

"Oh, yeah. He played with Ethan, so we met a few times, he recognized me and wanted to say hi," I say.

"Just hi?" Josie asks. She's more invested in this than I am.

"Yeah, and then asked about how I liked Jersey," I take a pause before rushing out the last part. "And then gave me his number and said if I ever wanted to do something besides go to school and hockey to text him." Josie's jaw drops, and she looks like she might burst with excitement.

"Please date him," she begs me.

"Slow your roll there buddy, I don't even know if I'll text him."

"You have to," she sounds like I'm causing her physical pain by saying that I might not even text him.

"Josie," Ava sounds amused, and Lindsey looks like she's trying not to laugh at our very dramatic roommate.

"Fine, I'll drop it, for now," she pouts but leaves it alone, and Lindsey changes the subject to the professor she's dreading having to see tomorrow because he's cranky and mean.

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As soon as we're back to the house, I go upstairs to make sure all my crap is together, so I'm not in a complete spin of chaos in the morning. I shove my notebook and laptop back into my backpack and toss my little pen case in on top before zipping it up and setting it on the chair at my desk. I grab a pair of jeans and a slightly cropped t-shirt, lying them across the back of the desk chair. Once I'm sure that everything is ready for tomorrow, I head downstairs where Ava, Josie, and Lindsey are already sitting in the living room. They have some reality tv show playing, and they all look far too invested. I plop down into the empty seat on our sectional, pulling out my phone so I can scroll aimlessly through social media instead of watching whatever they're all so engrossed in.

I've made my to online shopping when my phone buzzes with a text message, from Luke.

I catch myself grinning at my phone as I text him back, making plans for tomorrow.

"Alright, what's got you grinning like the freaking Cheshire cat," Ava pauses their show. I look up from my phone to see all 3 of my roommates looking at me.

"Oh, um, nothing?" It's a lame response, and they obviously know that I'm lying. Josie leans way over and before I can turn off the screen she has a chance to see what's got me smiling.

"You're texting Luke?" She can't fight the smile on her face.

"Um, yeah," I answer, very awkwardly might I add. "We're hanging out tomorrow," I give them what they want to hear.

"You're going on a date with Luke Hughes?" Josie gapes at me.

"Not a date, see I specifically said that, not a date," I point to the last text message.

"Yeah, yeah, in my mind this is a date," she waves a hand at me. I let them interrogate my for approximately five minutes before saying their time was up and they begrudgingly turn their show back on and drop the topic of my not date with Luke.

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NOTE: this is super short I know, I'm at a conference for the next couple of days and I wanted to get something posted before I didn't have time to write.

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bet my heart, part 3

on a coastline

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The All-Star Weekend events fly by, but my time in Toronto hasn't come to an end. It was concert day. Rogers Centre was sold out, and at this point in my career, you'd think that I'd be a lot less anxious on concert day, but I still woke up at the crack of dawn and was at the venue as early as possible. I was still a ball of nerves every single time I was going to be singing in front of people. As much as I hated my day of internal panic, I knew that as soon as I was on that stage, the nerves were gone and it was just me having an absolute blast with 20,000 of my closest friends.

One of my favorite ways to calm my nerves on show days and spend time pre-show was to sit in the middle of the stage, guitar in my lap, and just play. There was no one watching me, no one had any expectations. Today is no exception to this pre-show ritual. I make myself comfortable, sitting criss-cross on center stage, my guitar settled into my lap, and I start strumming.

Every once in a while when I'd do this, my photographer would pull out her phone and take videos that I'd eventually post to social media because my fans loved these little one-women jam sessions that would sometimes turn into me working on new music.

Today I was currently strumming and singing the chorus of She’s In Love With The Boy. I switch to a song I’m working on after a while, a song inspired by Quinn. Unbeknownst to him, he inspired most of my songs. A good majority of the songs I have about boys and love, and yada yada yada were songs I had written based on my feelings for Quinn.

“Still haven’t told hockey boy you have more than friend feelings?” my photographer, Jess, asks, plopping down on the stage next to me.

“No,” I sigh, falling backwards to lay on my back. “We’ve been friends for over a decade, I don’t want to be like hey by the way, I’m actually in love with you, and then poof friendship over because he doesn’t feel the same.”

“Girl, he looks at you like you hung the moon and the stars, if he isn’t in love with you, he’s lying to himself.” I don’t say anything, continuing to stare up at the roof of the arena. “C’mon, you need to get ready, Jax and Donna sent me to get you, saying you needed to be in hair and makeup like ten minutes ago.” I stand up and make my way back to the dressing rooms. I plop myself in a chair and let Jax and Donna do their thing.

“So, you and the hockey player?” Jax asks. Was this everyone's preferred conversation subject this weekend? I couldn't have on conversation without my, apparently very obvious, feelings for my best friend being brought up.

“We’re just friends,” I say. The same answer I give him, and everyone else, every time the question is asked.

“A shame, the entire internet is in love with you two,” he says. “Like, you might be bigger than Swift and Kelce,” he says. I rolled my eyes at that one, nothing was bigger than Taylor Swift.

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Note: I know this is so so short, I wanted to get something posted, and this is what I had edited.

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sun to me, part 1

5:43 a.m., i was about to start my day

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Note: i have made up a university for the purpose of the story. It made it easier than making up false things about other universities. In this the main character attends Garden State University in New Jersey. She's on the hockey team there.

New Jersey. The last place I thought I'd end up going to school. I thought I'd just follow Ethan to Michigan, that had been my plan for a long time. Sure, I'd have to deal with Ethan's overbearing self for another couple of years, but I would've survived.

That was what I would say whenever I was asked about what I was going to do for college. That was until Garden State University, home of one of the best NCAA women's hockey teams in the country, gave me a full ride. Suddenly all my plans changed, and my new home was New Jersey.

It didn't take long at Garden State for me to never want to leave, and going home for the summer was honestly kind of a bummer. And I counted down the days until I was headed back to campus for sophomore year.

As soon as I walk into the house that I was sharing with some of my teammates, I'm tackled into a hug.

"Oh my god, I missed you," Josie, one of my teammates and roommate, traps me in a bearhug so I can't move.

"I missed you too," I laugh. She finally lets me go so I can say hi to the other two who were waiting for their hugs.

"No Ethan here to terrorize you?" Ava, another teammate and roommate, asks.

"No, I told him he wasn't coming with me this year, because he gives me a headache, and I just spent far too much time with him for him to be in a car with me for more than twenty minutes," I say. Since our lease had started at the end of last school, a majority of my belongings were already in the house, so I didn't really have anything i needed to unpack, minus the few things I had already grabbed and brought inside with me.

"We were thinking we could go out for food?" Lindsey, my last roommate poses the question. "Obviously, we know you just drove for a really long time, so if you just want to go to bed we get it, but," She trails off. They want me to go, that's what that but means.

"Yeah, I'm in, but I'm not driving," I agree. "Give me like ten minutes to change out of this," I glance down at the sweat shorts and baggy sweatshirt I'm wearing. "And put these in my room, and I'll be good," I grab the couple of things I needed to unpack and head off to my bedroom.

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The couple of weeks that I had given myself to be back before classes started was not enough. I was not looking forward to classes starting again tomorrow. I was wishing I had given myself more time with my friends, because starting tomorrow, we had actual responsibilities again.

When Ava had suggested we all go out tonight, everyone had jumped on it, not wanting to think about classes starting back up in the morning.

The best part of the little hole-in-the-wall Mexican Restaurant we frequented? They didn't ID us, which meant 20-year-old me could drink a margarita with my chips and salsa and live in denial of school for a little while longer.

"Y/n," Josie's voice pulls me from my thoughts and my eyes snap over to her.

"What's up?" I ask.

"Is your brother dating anyone?"

"Ethan?" I confirm. She nods. I don't hide the disgusted look that takes over my face. "No, but he's disgusting," I point out.

"I hate to break it to you, but your brother is gorgeous, there are some seriously good genes in your family," Ava chimes in.

"Seriously, what the hell was in the water your parents were drinking, you and your brothers are so good-looking it's not fair," Lindsey agrees. I shrug not really having anything to say to that.

"If I dated your brother, would you be mad?" Josie changes the topic of conversation back to Ethan's dating life.

"No, but I'd feel bad for you," I snort. "He's so annoying," I put a chip in my mouth.

"When's he coming to visit?" She asks.

"Hopefully never, he gives me a headache," I say. She shoots me a look, she actually wants to know. "I don't know, he'll have hockey and so will we so honestly probably this fall at some point or in the spring, maybe both, I have no idea. But he'll come to visit at some point, he loves to do anything that annoys me," I answer her question. The conversation finally steers away from my brother and I excuse myself from the table to use the restroom.

I'm on my way back to our table when I hear someone say my last name. I look around confused before my eyes land on a familiar face. Ethan's old college teammate, Luke is staring back at me. We had only met in passing a couple of times, and it had been a little while since he and Ethan had been on the same team. I'm surprised he even realized who I was.

"Hey Luke," I offer him a small smile. I take a couple of steps so we're not such an awkward distance apart. "It's been a while," it's the first thing I think to say, and it sounds lame.

"Yeah," he nods in agreement, a small small on his lips. "How have you been?" He asks.

"Good, just school and hockey," I shrug my shoulders. Is anyone else feeling awkward? Or is it just me?

"Ethan mentioned something about you going to school here," he says. "Second year right?" I nod, not really knowing what I should say next. "Do you like Jersey?" He offers up another question. This was a painful conversation.

"I mean, I don't hate it, and I love Garden State," I finally feel like something I say doesn't sound awkward and weird.

"Did you get to do a lot of exploring and everything last year?"

"Not really," my cheeks turn pink. "I was either at hockey, in class, or doing homework, so I didn't do much, oh, and. I guess we're here a lot too." He's about to say something else when Lindsey appears.

"Y/n, there you are, we thought you ran away after all the talk about dating your brother," she doesn't seem to notice the very awkward conversation I'm currently participating in.

"No, just catching up to Luke," I nod towards the tall man, she just now seems to register is standing next to me. Her mouth forms an 'o' shape.

"Well, I'll let them know you didn't run away and you'll be back," she turns and walks back towards our table leaving me with Luke.

"Friends in love with your brother?" he looks amused.

"You have no idea," I laugh. "I should go," I nod in the direction that Lindsey walked. "They'll come looking for me again, they want all the details on Ethan's dating life," I roll my eyes. "Good to see you, Luke," I turn to leave but his voice has me stopping mid turn.

"Can I have your phone?" he asks. I raise a questioning eyebrow but hand over my unlocked phone. He clicks on a few things and then types something before handing my phone back. "If you ever decide you want to do more than just go to class and hockey, text me," he says. I glance down at the screen to see that he had added himself to my phone and sent himself a text.

"I might take you up on that," I don't hide the smile that takes over my face.

"Then I'll see ya around Edwards," he says to me. I just nod, before saying goodbye and heading back to my table.

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sun to me, the masterlist

luke hughes x ethanedwardssister!reader au

episode 1

part 1: 5:34 a.m. part 2: i was about to start my day part 3: but she layin' there across me part 4: so i stayed anyway part 5: arms tied, legs numb, wrapped around my knee

episode 2

part 6: sweetest of the sunflowers part 7: you're the sun to me part 8: i don't recall what you were wearin' part 9: on the first night we might

#umich hockey #luke hughes #luke hughes imagine #luke hughes x reader #luke hughes x y/n #jack hughes #quinn hughes #nhl imagine #ethan edwards

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