#โโ โฆ ๐๐ฏ'๐ฌ ๐๐๐ ๐๐จ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ๐๐ซ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ!
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โฎ ๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ๐ฒ๐๐จ๐๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ, ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ข ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ ๐ ๐ ๐จ๐ฅ๐ ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ก, jack hughes
โก โ word count | 10.7k (WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK. UM?? MB?? got a bit carried away with this one sorry y'all)
โก โ summary | y/n had always been in love with jack since she was a kid, but he had always chosen everyone else but her.
โก โ warnings | kind of mark estapa x reader as well but guess who she chooses in the end??? unedited (i'll edit in the morning y'all i just wanna get this out ASAP) SOOO MUCH ANGST OML, childhood best friends trope, unrequited love (for the most part), description of sex (like two sentences u could blink and it's gone), lots of cursing, fighting (sm of it), asshole!jack, idk they may be more but i'm lazy (promise they're not bad if i'm not mentioning them rn)
โก โ taglist | @valluvsu (check link in navigation for taglist form if you are interested!)
โก โ ev's notes | WHOOOHOOO! it's finally done yayyaa, i got this done in like two days bc i was so excited. jack hughes is very much gold rush coded, pls argue with the wall if you disagree. but anyway! this is a long one, so strap in!!! so much feelings in one fic lol i'm done, but i'm actually very proud of myself. as always, i'm open to respectful critics as i love to improve my writing for you all!! anyways, pls enjoy this fucking novel LMAOO, and let me know your thoughts!!!
Jack Hughes had always been the most beautiful person you'd ever seen.
Not just physically, he'd always been one of the sweetest people you'd ever met. He genuinely cared about how you were feeling and listened attentively when you spoke. His kindness and compassion were qualities that drew you to him from the very beginning.
But it wasn't just his sweet personality that captivated you; it was the way he looked at you with those mesmerizing eyes, filled with warmth and kindness. Whenever he gazed into your eyes, it felt like he was seeing straight into your soul, understanding you in a way that no one else ever had. But never in the way that you wanted.
Every time he smiled, it lit up the room any room he was in, and your heart simultaneously. His laughter was infectious, and being around him brought a sense of joy and happiness that was unparalleled.
He'd always been the special one in the room, with his skills on the ice or his undeniable beauty. It wasn't Jack's fault that he had such an effect on people; it was simply a consequence of his charm and charisma. What sometimes made you feel inadequate was the way other girls looked at him, with admiration and longing in their eyes.
Every time you saw him with those adoring eyes gazing at another girl, it was like a dagger to your heart. What hurt most though, was the way he looked back at them. His gaze held a attraction and desire that you craved, but it was a warmth he reserved for them, not ever for you.
You couldn't fault him for it; he couldn't control where his heart led him. You watched him from a distance, silently cheering him on in his pursuits of happiness, even when it meant seeing him with someone else.
Yet, despite the pain it caused you, you couldn't help but be there for him when he needed it. Whenever he faced heartbreak or disappointment, you were the one he turned to for comfort and understanding. It was bittersweet, being the person he leaned on while secretly thinking how you could never ever hurt him the way those other girls did. Your heart ached every time he told you about his the girls, and you would listen attentively, offering advice and consolation. You wanted to be the one to mend his broken heart, to make him see that you were right there, loving him in a way no one else ever could. But you kept those feelings locked away, hidden beneath the guise of friendship.
And you knew he loved you, he truly did. He would just never love you the way you'd always wanted. You felt selfish for wanting more. He was already yours in some regard, others would dream of being that close to the Jack Hughes. You were already an important part of his life, someone he trusted and cared about. Being close to Jack Hughes in any capacity was a dream come true for most, and you felt incredibly fortunate to have him as a friend.
But deep down, you couldn't help the longing that tugged at your heartstrings. You couldn't help the desire for something more, something that went beyond friendship. It was a complex mix of emotions, and you grappled with the guilt of wanting something that might change the dynamic between you two.
It was hard seeing him repeating those mistakes over and over again, and him running back to you wishing he had someone to love him fully and truly, for who he was. You often found yourself on the verge of screaming, wanting to shout, "What about me? Don't you see what's right in front of you?!" But you remained silent, as you always did, playing the role of the understanding friend who listened without judgment.
And each time he came to you with a broken heart, you wished he could recognize the depth of your love, the unwavering support you offered, and the fact that you were right there, ready to love him fully and unconditionally. But it seemed that he was blind to your feelings, or perhaps he was simply too caught up in his own search for love to notice what was right in front of him.
It seemed everyone else saw how much you loved him, Quinn giving you sympathetic smiles and Luke giving you advice. They saw the way you looked at Jack when he wasn't watching, the way your eyes held a mixture of adoration and hurt. They noticed how you were always there for him, ready to offer a comforting word or a reassuring hug when he needed it the most. It wasn't just your words or actions that revealed your love; it was the unwavering presence you provided in his life.
And so, you continued to sit still and listen, even when every fiber of your being screamed for him to see you, to love you, and to choose you. Your love for him remained a silent, unspoken truth, buried deep within your heart as you watched him repeat his relationship mistakes, hoping that one day, he would finally realize the love that had always been right beside him.
He was always grateful for your presence and care until he wasn't. Until he started taking you for granted, choosing his shiny new friends over you.
The pain of unrequited love was compounded by the feeling of being cast aside, as if your friendship and support no longer held the same value they once did. You couldn't help but wonder if he had forgotten all the times you had been there for him, the countless moments you had shared.
It was a painful realization that the person you loved so deeply was no longer the same person who had once cherished you. And yet, you couldn't bring yourself to walk away, holding onto the hope that one day he would remember the bond you had shared and the love that had always been there, waiting for him to see.
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"Where have you been?!" Ellen, Jack's mom, exclaimed as you walked into the Hughes' lake house. She immediately walked over to you, embracing you tightly.
Over the past couple months, you had declined numerous invitations to Hughes family events over the past couple of months. You had told them that school was taking up most of your time, which was partly true. In reality, you just didn't want to see Jack.
"Just busy with school," you replied, returning her embrace warmly. Ellen Hughes had always been like a second mother to you, and her genuine concern warmed your heart.
Ellen held you at arm's length, her kind eyes studying your face. "You know, you don't have to disappear just because of school, sweetheart. You're always welcome here, no matter what."
Her words tugged at your heartstrings. You knew the Hughes family cared about you deeply, and it pained you to distance yourself from them as well. "I appreciate that, Ellen. It's just been a hectic semester, but I promise I'll make more time for you guys."
The bond between you and the Hughes family ran deep. You had known Jack and his brothers since childhood, and your connection had only grown stronger over the years. You were there for them through thick and thin, and they, in turn, had become an integral part of your life. You'd been close with the family since you were young, you'd been there for the brothers since day one.
From building sandcastles at the beach during summer vacations to sharing secrets by the campfire during family camping trips, your memories with the Hughes brothers were countless. Ellen and Jim Hughes had always treated you like one of their own, and you felt a sense of belonging that was unmatched anywhere else.
As the years passed and feelings grew more complex, you found yourself at a crossroads. You had always been there for Jack, offering your support and friendship without reservation. However, as your feelings for him had deepened, it had become increasingly challenging to hide your true feelings. You couldn't risk damaging the close-knit relationship you had with the Hughes family, especially when you knew Jack didn't share the same romantic feelings.
So, you made the difficult decision to take a step back, to create some distance in the hope that you could regain control over your heart. It wasn't an easy choice, and it meant missing out on moments with the family that had become a second home to you.
Ellen smiled, her eyes twinkling with understanding. "We've missed you, sweetheart. And I know someone else who's been missing you too."
Your heart skipped a beat at her words, and you couldn't help but wonder if Jack had noticed your absence more than you had expected.
"Luke! Sweetheart, look who's decided to show up!''
Oh, you've gotta be kidding me. Of course it wasn't Jack.
Your heart sank as Luke, Jack's younger brother, bounded into the room with excitement. You were confused, you loved Luke equally as Jack (you tried to convince yourself), but Luke wasn't exactly the most enthusiastic person when it came to you. Now, you knew something was up.
"Hey, you," Luke said with a warm smile, giving you a bear hug that nearly squeezed the air out of your lungs.
"Hey, Lukey," you replied, returning his hug with a raised eyebrow. Luke's behavior was unusual, and you couldn't help but wonder if something was going on.
As Luke pulled away, he scrutinized your expression. "You've been MIA for a while. School must really have you swamped."
You nodded, not trusting your voice to betray the mix of emotions you were feeling. Luke was perceptive, and you wondered if he had picked up on your recent distance.
Thankfully, Ellen chimed in, rescuing you from the awkward moment. "Well, we're just glad she's here now! Dinner will be ready soon, so you two catch up while I finish up in the kitchen."
With that, Ellen left you and Luke alone, and you couldn't shake the feeling that Luke's sudden warmth and attention meant that something was amiss in the Hughes household.
"What's up?" You cleared your throat, looking at Luke with a knowing expression.
"Well we all know why you've been really gone," Luke sighed as he glared at you. "You don't have to cut us all of just because Jack got a girlfriend."
"Jack got a girlfriend?" That felt like a dagger to the stomach. Luke's expression, once irritated, softened into one of sympathy as he nodded slowly.
"He didn't... tell you?"
You shook your head, struggling to find your voice. A whirlwind of emotions swirled within you โ hurt, confusion, and the sting of betrayal. Jack hadn't confided in you about something as significant as this, and it hurt more than you cared to admit.
"Who is she?" you finally managed to ask, your voice a mere whisper.
Luke hesitated, as if debating how much to reveal. "Her name's Nicole," he began cautiously. "They've been dating for a few months now. It's been pretty serious, which is probably why he didn't want to... you know, complicate things."
You listened to Luke's explanation about Jack and Nicole while a storm of emotions raged within you. The pain of knowing Jack was in a serious relationship was difficult to bear, and the fact that he hadn't told you himself only added to your hurt. You felt like an outsider in his life, someone he had pushed aside.
But then, Luke's words took an unexpected turn, and your eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "But that doesn't matter now, you have to move on and I have the perfect guy for you," he said, his tone surprisingly enthusiastic.
Oh, now everything made sense. It was clear that Luke had an ulterior motive, and you couldn't help but feel a little exasperated. "Luke, I appreciate your concern, but I don't think I'm ready for that kind of thing right now," you replied, trying to be polite even though you didn't appreciate the idea of being set up with one of his friends.
They were all fuck-boys from what you've heard. Luke would go into great detail every time you'd call him for an update. You had heard enough stories about Luke's friends to know that they were often more interested in casual relationships than anything serious.
"They were all fuck-boys from what you've told me," you said with a wry smile. Luke had a tendency to share his escapades in great detail, and you couldn't help but be amused by his candidness.
Luke chuckled nervously, scratching the back of his head. "Yeah, well, they can be a handful sometimes, but I promise this guy is different. He's actually a pretty decent guy, and I think you'd get along. Would I ever set you up for failure, Y/N?"
You raised an eyebrow, still skeptical. "And what's in it for you, Luke? Why are you so invested in setting me up with your friend?"
Luke's expression shifted, and for a moment, he looked genuinely serious. "Because I hate seeing you like this, distant from the family and hurting because of Jack. I just want you to be happy."
His words touched your heart, and you couldn't help but soften a bit. Luke may have had ulterior motives, but it seemed that his concern for your well-being was genuine.
"And um, well, I have a thing for his cousin." Luke cleared his throat and you couldn't help but playfully roll your eyes.
A playful smile tugged at your lips as Luke admitted his own motives. "Ah, I see how it is. A bit of matchmaking for both of us, then?"
Luke grinned, his boyish charm on full display. "Exactly! We help each other out, and everyone's happy."
You chuckled, feeling a sense of warmth and camaraderie with Luke. "Alright, fine Luke. Jeez, the things I do for you."
Luke laughed, appreciating your willingness to humor him. "You're the best, Y/N. You won't regret it, I promise."
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Dinner had been ready and Ellen decided dinner would be fun outside. The sun was setting, casting a warm, golden glow over the lake, and the sound of crickets filled the air as the family gathered around a long, rustic wooden table set up on the deck, the same one they'd had a decade ago, when you were children.
You took a seat next in between Luke and Jim, Quinn across from you two and Jack nowhere to be found. Before you could ask, your question was answered.
"Where's Jack?" Ellen asked as she sat next to her husband.
"With Nicole," Luke and Quinn had mumbled in response as they both took knowing glances at you. You couldn't help but sigh, would you always be known the girl who's helplessly in love with Jack?
"Wow, you really outdid yourself, Ellen with this chicken. What did you do?" You tried to change the topic with a smile, as you ate dinner.
Ellen beamed at your compliment, clearly pleased that you appreciated her cooking. "Oh, I found it on the TikTok, it was amazing and so easy! You should start making it, it's so easy for school."
The conversation shifted towards discussing recipes and school, and you found it easier to participate in the lighthearted chatter. As the evening went on, you made an effort to focus on the present moment, enjoying the warmth of the Hughes family and pushing aside thoughts of Jack and his new relationship.
After dinner, you and Quinn helped Ellen with the dishes and you found yourself in deep conversation with them. The warmth of their company, along with the shared memories and laughter, made you realize that distancing yourself from the Hughes family wasn't the right course of action. They had been a significant part of your life for so long, and you cherished the bond you shared with them.
You were so engaged in conversation that you didn't hear footsteps that entered the kitchen.
"Hey,"
The sound of the familiar voice calling out "Hey" made your heart skip a beat. You turned around to find Jack standing there, a somewhat sheepish expression on his face. It had been a while since you'd seen him, and the mix of emotions stirred within you once more. And next to him, you assumed to be "Nicole." She looked sweet and you forced a smile at her.
"Hey," you replied, your voice friendly and polite as you acknowledged both Jack and Nicole. You couldn't help but notice the way they stood close to each other, the subtle intertwining of their fingers, and the affectionate glances they exchanged. It was a painful reminder of the gap that had grown between you and Jack.
"Hi, I'm Nicole," she introduced herself with a warm smile.
"Nice to meet you, Nicole. I'm Y/N," you replied, extending a hand for a friendly shake.
"Yeah, I know. These two don't ever stop talking about you." She laughed playfully and you felt heart start beating faster at the prospect of Jack talking about you to his girlfriend.
"Well it was mostly meโ" Quinn tried to intervene before you laughed along with her, he was trying to soften the blow.
"Really? Well that's sweet," you replied with a warm smile, even though a small part of you wished Jack would stop talking about you to his girlfriend. It was a complex blend of emotions, wanting to be close to him but also wanting to distance yourself from the heartache.
Ellen smiled, "Well now that you're here, you all can finish the dishes and catch up,"
You nodded, "Okay, sure. Go relax, Ellen."
"Yep, and me." Before you could protest, Quinn left. He certainly didn't want to be there once you started "catching up." You cursed at Quinn in your head as he left the kitchen, alone with Jack and his girlfriend.
The clinking of dishes filled the kitchen as you, Jack, and Nicole worked together on the task at hand. You decided to break the silence with some light conversation.
"So, Nicole, how did you and Jack meet?" you asked, genuinely curious about their relationship.
Nicole smiled, her eyes lighting up. "We actually met at one of his hockey games. My friend had an extra ticket, and I've always been a fan of hockey, so I decided to go. I didn't know I'd end up meeting Jack Hughes in person but now, here we are!"
Jack nodded in agreement. "Yeah, it was a lucky coincidence. We hit it off right away."
"That's so sweet, right out of a book." You laughed and she nodded, blushing. You couldn't help but smile at their story, even though it felt like a bittersweet reminder of what could never be. You were genuinely happy for Jack, and yet, a part of you couldn't help but wish for a different outcome.
Nicole blushed at your comment, clearly smitten with Jack. "Yeah, it does feel a bit like a fairy tale sometimes," she admitted.
"So, Y/N, what have you been up to lately?" Jack cleared his throat, breaking the conversation away from their relationship. You both gazed at one another and you suddenly felt empty. It had never been like this between you two, he never asked what you'd been up to because he always known.
You forced a smile, your chest feeling heavy as you replied, "Oh, you know, just keeping busy with school and spending time with family." It was a vague response, deliberately leaving out the part about missing him. You didn't want to make things awkward, and you certainly didn't want to burden him with your own emotions.
Jack nodded, seemingly accepting your answer. "That's good to hear. School can be pretty demanding, I bet."
"Yeah, it keeps me on my toes," you replied, trying to keep the conversation light. It was becoming increasingly clear that the dynamic between you and Jack had changed, and it was going to take some time to adjust to this new reality.
Before he could respond, Luke came into the kitchen and he immediately looked like he regretted it. He forced a smile, "Um, is there any ice cream in the... fridge?"
You couldn't help but chuckle at Luke's somewhat awkward entrance. It was clear he was trying to give you and Jack some space, even though the tension in the room was palpable.
"Luke, you know where the ice cream is," you replied with a knowing look, amusement dancing in your eyes.
"Yeah, yeah, I just... thought I'd ask," Luke stammered before quickly retreating from the kitchen, leaving you, Jack, and Nicole alone once more.
As the last dish was placed in the drying rack, you couldn't help but glance at Jack, his profile highlighted by the soft kitchen light. He turned to you with a smile.
"Anyways, Trevor and Alex are coming tomorrow, you excited to see them?" Jack added with a friendly tone, trying to bridge the awkward gap that had formed during your conversation.
You nodded, appreciating the effort he was making to include you despite the new circumstances. "Yeah, it'd be nice to catch up with them. I haven't talked to 'em in a while."
All three of you exited the kitchen and you went to go find Quinn to give him a lecture. That was until you felt your phone buzz with a text message,
luke my friends are here they wanna meet u
Before you could type your answer, Luke gave you another text.
lukejack and his gf aren't here. just come ๐
You rolled your eyes at his attitude and quickly went to go find him and his friends. You quickly found them by the pool and you opened the sliding door, his friendsย whipped their heads to take a look at you.
"Hey, Luke," you greeted him with a smile, momentarily ignoring the curious glances. "You wanted me to meet your friends?"
"Well you said yourself you wanted to meet 'em earlier," Luke nodded and you got the memo.
You nodded and smiled, deciding to go along with Luke's plan. After all, it was a chance to distract yourself from the complicated situation with Jack and his new girlfriend. Luke's friends seemed friendly enough, and you were always open to making new acquaintances.
"I'm pretty sure you've met Ethan and Dylan before,"
You nodded politely. You had met them when you had helped him move in a few months ago and they were nice enough. "Yeah, nice to see you guys again."
"Yeah, you too." They replied in union, making you laugh.
"And this is Mark," Luke glanced knowingly at you and you instantly knew that this was the guy who had developed a crush on you.
When Luke introduced Mark, you couldn't help but notice the subtle shift in his friends' expressions. It was clear that Mark's crush on you wasn't a well-kept secret among their group. You offered Mark a friendly smile, wanting to make him feel comfortable despite the awkwardness of the situation.
"Nice to meet you, Mark," you said, extending a hand for a handshake. "Luke's told me a lot about you guys."
Mark's cheeks turned a faint shade of pink as he shook your hand. "Yeah, he's talked about you too."
Luke sat back down and you took a seat next to him, right across from Mark. "Oh does he?" You teased him.
Luke, attempting to play it cool, shrugged nonchalantly. "Just mentioned how nice you are, no big deal."
Ethan and Dylan exchanged knowing glances, trying to suppress their laughter. It was evident to everyone at the table that there was more to Luke's mention than he let on.
"Nice?" You couldn't help but laugh and exchange glances with Mark, a grin on his face. He was cute, you had to admit that. He was exactly your type, he looked sweet and had a cute smile. Maybe Luke was a pretty good matchmaker, so far.
"Yeah, he told us how cool you were. And then he showed us your instagram and all of us fell in love," Ethan mentioned, quickly pausing and glancing at Mark before continuing. "Well not in love but we all thought you were pretty. Well, I mean you are but like-"
"I get it," You laughed at his nervous rambling. You took another glance at Mark and gave him a smile, his cheeks turning even redder (somehow).
The table erupted in laughter, and it was clear that everyone was having a good time. Even Mark seemed to have settled into the friendly atmosphere, and you couldn't deny the chemistry you felt with him. It was lighthearted and fun, a welcome distraction from the complicated feelings you had for Jack.
As the night wore on, you noticed that Ethan, Luke, and Dylan began to exchange glances and sharing quiet conversations. It was clear that they had some sort of plan in mind, and you couldn't help but wonder what they were up to. You decided to play along, knowing that whatever they had in store was likely meant to bring you and Mark closer and anything would help to make you forget about Jack.
"Hey, Mark, do you want to check out the lake?" you suggested, giving him a sweet smile. The lake house had always been a place of fond memories for you, and it would be a great opportunity to spend some time alone with Mark.
Mark's face lit up. "Sure, that sounds like a great idea, let's go."
You excused yourselves from the table, and as you walked towards the sliding glass door that led to the lake, you couldn't help but notice the mischievous smiles on Ethan, Luke, and Dylan's faces. They were clearly up to something, you tried to ignore their expressions.
Once outside, the two of you made your way down to the edge of the lake. The moon reflected on the calm water, casting a romantic glow.
"So, Y/N, tell me more about yourself," Mark began, his voice soft and inviting.
You smiled, feeling a sense of warmth in the cool summer night air. "Well, there's not much to tell, really." You chuckled before continuing, "Just trying to finish up school and move to Europe."
Mark's eyes widened with curiosity. "Europe? That sounds amazing. What's drawing you there?"
You gazed at the shimmering reflection of the moon on the lake, lost in thought for a moment. "I don't know, these past months have been hard. And I never thought about moving out of the states but recently, I just wanna let go and start fresh, you know?"
Mark nodded, understanding what you meant. "I get that, a change of scenery can help with that feeling."
You sighed, feeling a sense of relief in opening up to Mark. "Exactly. I just want to explore new horizons, experience different cultures, and maybe find a new perspective on life."
"I've always wanted to go to France, I know it's basic but I heard they had good hot chocolate and had to try it." Mark smiled down at you and you couldn't help but let out a soft laugh.
"That doesn't sound basic at all," you replied with a grin. "I would love to visit France, even if it is every person's dream."
Mark chuckled, his eyes locked onto yours. "Maybe we can both make our way to Europe someday. Who knows, our paths might cross in a cozy cafรฉ in Paris."
The idea painted a vivid picture in your mind, and for a moment, you allowed yourself to indulge in the possibility. "That sounds like a dream."
A sudden breeze began to pick up and you felt yourself shiver and Mark noticed. Without saying another word, he took off his jacket and quickly wrapped it around your shoulder.
It was a cliche, you know that. But as you looked at Mark, you felt a sense of warmth that had nothing to do with the jacket. His kindness and consideration made your heart skip a beat, something you hadn't experienced in a while. You smiled at him gratefully, the cool breeze forgotten as you were wrapped in his warmth.
"Thank you, Mark," you said softly, your eyes meeting his. In that moment, under the moonlight by the lake, you felt a connection that was unlike anything you had experienced in a long time.
Mark smiled back at you, his eyes holding a glint of something more. "Anytime, Y/N."
As the night wore on, your conversation with Mark flowed effortlessly, you found yourself drawn further into Mark's world, and the thought of Jack and his complicated situation faded into the background even if only for that night. In Mark's company, you were starting to feel a glimmer of hope for the fresh start you had been yearning for.
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You awoke with the sound of laughter. Your eyes opened groggily and you felt your back scream in pain and it took a minute to realize exactly where you were.
You laid on Mark's chest, a blanket laid out on the both of you. You were on the couch and the memories of last night quickly flooded back into your head.
"Aww, Marky, you got yourself a girlfriend finally!" Ethan exclaimed as Mark tried to cover your face with the blanket, an (failed) attempt to not to wake you. They hadn't noticed you were awake.
"Ha ha ha, so funny." Mark mumbled in false amusement as he yawned.
You decided to remain quiet, pretending to still be asleep, curious to hear how Mark would handle the situation. A smile stretched your lips as you continued to eavesdrop.
"Seriously though, Mark, she's pretty," Dylan chimed in. "You two looked really cozy last night."
"Yeah, yeah," Mark replied, his tone still somewhat defensive. "We were just talking. You guys are reading too much into it."
"Sure, Mark, whatever you say," Ethan teased, and you could practically hear the grin in his voice. "Just talking, my ass."
"My clothes are still on, right?" Mark groaned quietly. "Could you guys be quiet, she's sleeping."
"Awww, Marky!" Ethan let out a booming laugh and you took that as your cue to 'wake up.'
You let out a yawn and pushed down the blanket from your face and they all quieted down. "Good... morning?"
"You have a good sleep last night?" Ethan teased and you tried to ignore the warm feeling in your cheeks as you got up from the couch. Mark frowned as you got up, feeling his body get cool.
You stretched your arms and stifled another yawn before responding to Ethan's teasing. "Yeah, it was quite comfortable here, actually."
"I bet," Ethan replied as he wiggled his eyebrows and you rolled your eyes.
"Okay, well, I'm going to brush my teeth."
"Wait, let's go eat first." Mark quickly replied, making Dylan and Ethan exchange glances.
"Before... brushing my teeth?" You smiled at that. He was cute, for sure.
"Yeah, Mark, let her go brush her teeth. Knowing what you two did-"
"Shut up," Mark groaned as you let out a chuckle. "Yeah, go brush your teeth."
You nodded and walked away from the living room, quickly ascending up the stairs and into the bathroom. The smile hadn't left your face and you felt like absolutely nothing could ruin your mood.
Well, you were wrong.
As you brushed your teeth happily, you heard the familiar noise in the next room other. The rhythmic banging, the moaningโ
Oh no, you thought to yourself. You felt your stomach twist in disgust as let out an audible gag. The room next to the bathroom was Jack's and the only couple in the entire house was Jack and Nicole. You connected the dots and you suddenly felt nauseous.
You spit your paste and quickly rinsed your mouth. You needed to get out of there immediately. As you walked out of the bathroom, you bumped into one person you did not want to see.
"Oh shoot, sorry."
You looked up to see Nicole. She looked tired, her red hair messy and her neck filled with marks. They were obviously busy last night and you tried to push the visual of them having sex out of your mind as you forced a smile. "No, you're totally good."
She smiled and gave your shoulder a pat before walking to the bathroom. You let out a breath you didn't know you were holding and let your shoulders fall as you walked down the stairs.
You smelled hash browns in the air, your favorite, but somehow you still felt sick to your stomach. The imagery was still stuck in your head, you felt disgusting.
You made your way to the dining table and took a seat next to Quinn, crossing your arms and he immediately knew what was wrong. Your disgusted facial expression, your annoyed attitude, everything.
"They're like fucking bunnies," Quinn mumbled to you and you looked back at him with a nod. He looked tired, too. It looked like they kept him up and you were suddenly grateful you slept downstairs, even with the ache in your lower back. He put a hand on your shoulder in comfort. "Hey, if it makes you better, he lasts about a few minutes. You wouldn't want that."
His unusual teasing tone still didn't make you better, you knew Quinn was trying his best to make you feel better. You forced a smile and nodded, "Yeah. That's gross."
"What's gross?"
You turned your head to see Jack; his disheveled appearance making you gag internally, knowing what you know. You made eye contact for a few seconds before averting your gaze to the table.
"Nothing, buddy." Quinn responded with a smirk and they both exchanged a laugh. Jack then, took a seat right across from you. Now you literally couldn't move your gaze anywhere else without making it obvious.
Quinn seemed determined to keep the mood light, though, and he continued with the banter. "I heard you and Mark spent the night together last night."
There was a pause and a few awkward glances before he continued, "Um, not like that."
Jack looked directly at you and he had unreadable expression on his face. Confusion? Annoyance? Jealousy? Maybe a mix of all three.
"Well, we just-"
Before you continue you heard Ethan and Dylan's booming laughter as they entered the dining room, plates in their hands. They immediately exchanged glances as they realized who was in the room before putting sitting down with their plates.
"Your mom has food in the kitchen, if you guys... want any." Ethan tried to diffuse the tension as he smiled and looked at Dylan. "Mark's in there, Y/N."
As you got up to find Mark, you couldn't help but exchange a glance with Jack. His expression was hard to decipher โ there was a mix of emotions, but it was clear that the mention of you spending the night with Mark had affected him in some way. You couldn't dwell on it for too long, though, as you headed to the kitchen to find Mark.
In the kitchen, you found Mark helping himself to some breakfast. He looked up and gave you a warm smile as you entered. "Hey, good morning."
He quickly noticed your expression and he turned to you with confusion, "Everything okay?"
You nodded, trying to shake off the lingering discomfort from the dining room. "Yeah, just... things got a bit awkward in there. Thanks for last night, by the way."
Mark chuckled, handing you a plate of food. "No problem at all. It was fun."
As you both made your way back to the dining room, you couldn't help but wonder what the day had in store for you, especially with the lingering tension between you and Jack.
You sat down next to Quinn as Mark quickly made his way to the empty seat next to you. Finally, everyone started piling into the dining room and everyone started eating.
The atmosphere in the dining room remained tense as everyone continued eating. Nicole was sitting next to Jack and noticed the slight change in him, he seemed more... moody. You tried your best to focus on your plate and engage in conversation with those around you, but it was hard with Jack's presence so close.
As the meal progressed, you felt Jack's gaze on you, a burning sensation that you couldn't ignore. Finally, after a while, Jack spoke up, his tone casual as he said, "So, Y/N, Mark seemed like a nice guy. How long have you known him?"
Mark exchanged a glance between the two of you, choosing peace and continued to eat.
His seemingly innocent question struck a nerve. You knew he was deliberately bringing up Mark to gauge your reaction, and it irritated you. Trying to maintain your composure, you replied, "Just met last night."
Jack's eyebrows raised slightly, a hint of surprise in his expression as he processed your response. It seemed your terse reply had caught him off guard. Mark continued to eat quietly, not wanting to get caught up in the tension.
After a moment of silence, Jack cleared his throat, attempting to sound nonchalant but failing to hide a hint of sarcasm. "Well, you two certainly seemed close for people who just met." Before you could respond, he continued under his breath, "Didn't know you were that easy."
Quinn kicked Jack's leg under the table and Nicole seemed distressed, too.
You bit your tongue. You clenched your fork tightly, your frustration mounting. "We were just having a conversation, Jack. Is that not allowed?"
Jack's gaze didn't waver as he replied, "Of course it is, Y/N. Just making conversation here because apparently I don't know anything about you anymore."
That really struck a move. He didn't know anything about you anymore? Jack's words hit you like a dagger to the heart. The pain and frustration were evident in his tone, and you could sense the turmoil in his emotions. It was clear that your distancing had affected him more than you had realized.
The tension at the table was palpable as everyone watched the exchange between you and Jack. Quinn cleared his throat, trying to mediate. "Guys, can we not do this right now?"
You felt yourself get more heated as you heard Ellen say something but you couldn't even comprehend it, that's how angry you were. Without thinking, you pushed your chair back and got up from the table. Your voice was strained with anger as you addressed Jack.
"Do you have no idea what it's been like for me, Jack?" You couldn't help but raise your voice, your pent-up emotions pouring out. "You just assume things and make stupid comments, but you don't know the half of it. This distance isn't just about you, it's about me trying to protect myself too."
The room was now filled with an uncomfortable silence, and it was clear that your outburst had taken everyone by surprise. Nicole placed a comforting hand on Jack's arm, silently pleading for him to let it go. Mark, too, looked uncomfortable, not wanting to be caught in the middle of this argument.
Jack's expression had shifted from surprise to a mix of anger and hurt as he absorbed your words. He clenched his jaw, clearly struggling to find the right response. Nicole's gentle touch on his arm seemed to be a calming influence, and he took a deep breath before speaking, his voice more controlled.
Ellen, sensing that the situation had become too tense, interjected again, her voice gentle but firm.
"Let's all take a step back, please? Y/N, sweetheart, maybe you could use a little breather, and we can all reconvene when things have calmed down."
You felt embarrassed as you looked around the room, all eyes seemingly on you and Jack. Feeling the weight of everyone's eyes on you, you nodded, your initial anger having dissipated into a mix of regret and awkwardness. You understood that your outburst had been uncharacteristic and uncomfortable with everyone there. With a forced smile, you mumbled an apology.
"Yeah, maybe I do need a little breather. Sorry about that, everyone." You turned away from the table and quickly exited the dining room. Outside, the fresh air greeted you, and you took a moment to collect your thoughts.
As you stood there, lost in thought, you couldn't help but wonder if there was any way to mend the growing rift between you and Jack, or if it was time to accept that things might never be the same again.
You stayed outside and spent the most of the day alone, outside in the pool trying to get a tan. The boys had all been playing pool inside and you were glad alone.
The sun beat down on you as you lounged by the pool, trying to soak in the warmth and forget about the tension from earlier. The sound of laughter from inside the house was a stark contrast to the solitude you sought outside.
You closed your eyes and took a deep breath, trying to clear your mind. The cool water of the pool offered a refreshing escape from the heat, and you decided to take a dip to cool off and clear your thoughts.
As you swam in the crystal-clear water, you couldn't help but replay the argument with Jack in your mind. It weighed heavily on your heart, and you wondered if there was a way to make amends and rebuild the bond you had once shared.
"Hey,"
You let out a yelp as you heard Mark's voice and he let out a soft laugh as he walked over to the pool, dipping his legs into the pool.
"Hey," you laughed, pushing a wet strand of hair out of your face. "Sorry, you scared me there."
Mark chuckled, the sound light and soothing. "No worries, didn't mean to sneak up on you. Just thought you could use some company."
You appreciated his gesture and nodded. "Thanks, Mark. It's been definitely been a... day."
He nodded in understanding, his gaze sympathetic. "I could tell. The argument with Jack didn't look fun."
You sighed, the weight of it all still pressing on you. "Yeah, it wasn't. Sorry about him throwing you in the middle of it, I don't know what's going on with him."
He stayed quiet as he listened and nodded. You looked at him, waiting for some kind of response. He looked like he was weighing something in his head. "Well... it seems like he's jealous."
Jealous? You blinked in surprise, not expecting Mark to say that. "Jealous? Why would he be jealous?" You knew why, but it hadn't even seemed like a possibility in your mind.
Mark had a thin-lipped smile as he continued, "I mean why else would be an absolute dick about me spending the night with you?"
You stayed quiet, you had no idea how to deal with this. Of course this would happen to you on what was supposed to be a peaceful lake-house trip.
"Can I ask you a question, Y/N? But you have to be 100% honest with me." Mark's tone seemed serious as he spoke and you felt your heart drop. "Have you and Jack ever hooked up? Or like, dated?"
"No," that was the true answer but it looked like Mark hadn't bought it. "Well, I've always liked him." It felt weird to admit that and Mark's expression looked hurt as you continued. "That's why I stopped talking to him. I realized it would never go anywhere and I was still living in my head, it would've never worked out with me and Jack."
Admitting it out loud hurt more than you expected. You would never work out with Jack, no matter how hard you wanted it to.
"You still like him?"
You weighed your options but as you looked at Mark and everything that could happen, you knew the right answer. "No."
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"Y/N!"
You heard Trevor's excited shout and you turned around, you felt Trevor embrace you tightly. You let out a laugh as he continued hugging you tightly, it had been a couple months since you'd last seen him.
He was always just as close to you as Jack, he was your true best friend. He had been there for you when Jack wasn't.
"Trevor!" You returned his hug with equal enthusiasm, feeling a surge of warmth and happiness at the sight of your close friend.
He pulled away with a big smile on his face, "Wow, why do you actually look good?" He said with a playful flirty undertone, making you laugh.
"Don't know, maybe it's the lack of Jack." As you turned to look behind him, you locked eyes with another close friend, Alex. He smiled and walked up to you; he was definitely the calm one in the friend-group. He gave you a hug before Trevor continued.
He rolled his eyes, "You still on that? Come on, Y/N."
You chuckled at Trevor's playful teasing, realizing that his presence had indeed lifted your spirits. "I can't help it, Trev. It's like a curse or something."
Alex joined in with a gentle laugh. "Well, we're here now, so you don't have to think about Jack for a while."
With your friends around, the atmosphere lightened even further, and you felt grateful for their presence. It was a chance to forget about the tension with Jack and simply enjoy the reunion with your closest friends.
"Oh shit." Alex mumbled, "I forgot my phone in the car,"
"Oh no worries, I'll come with you," you offered, eager to catch up with Alex and have a moment away from the group.
As you both headed to the car, Alex spoke in a hushed tone, "How have you been, Y/N? I know things have been tough."
You appreciated his concern and gave him a small smile. "I've had my ups and downs, but I'm good now. I'm glad you decided to come to the lake house, I've missed you two."
Alex nodded, his expression thoughtful. "We've missed you too. And I know things have changed with Jack, but we're here to support you no matter what."
As you arrived in the hallway, you had no time to respond as you heard yelling in the garage. You and Alex exchanged confused glances as you tried to listen in.
"What, Jack?! What's the excuse now, she literally said she's liked you forever!" You heard Nicole's voice and you felt your heart drop. She heard you in the pool?
You and Alex exchanged concerned glances as you strained to hear the conversation in the garage. Nicole's voice had a tone of frustration, and it was evident that she was upset about something. The mention of your feelings for Jack made your heart race.
Jack's voice responded, his tone defensive. "Nicole, it's not that simple. Y/N and I have a complicated history, okay?"
Nicole sounded exasperated as she retorted, "Complicated history? Jack, she's moved on. Why can't you?"
Their voices grew louder, and you could feel the strain in their relationship even from a distance. It was clear that your presence had stirred up emotions and issues between them, and you couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt.
As you leaned in closer to the door, it suddenly opened and you and Alex jumped.
The sudden opening of the door startled both you and Alex, and you found yourself face to face with a frustrated-looking Nicole. Her eyes widened in surprise at seeing you eavesdropping on their argument.
"Y/N..." Nicole began, her voice trailing off as he seemed at a loss for words.
You quickly glanced at Alex, who was equally taken aback by the unexpected confrontation.
"I'm so sorry, Nicole, I didn't know that you heard me and I promise you I would never, ever try anything while you were with Jack-"
She cut you off with a forced smile, "I get it. It's not your fault." She sneered at Jack before continuing. "It's not your fault Jack can't get over his childhood crush."
"Nicole, let's not do this here," Jack said, his voice tinged with frustration. He glanced at you and Alex before turning back to her. "We'll talk later, okay?"
"There is no later! I'm done." She yelled back at him, her eyebrows furrowing in utter anger. "You already made your decision, it was either me or her and we all know your choice. I won't be a second choice, Jack. I've been second to her our entire relationship and I just met her, can you imagine how I've felt?"
The raw pain in Nicole's eyes was impossible to ignore, and it was clear that she had reached her breaking point. Her outburst had laid bare the insecurities and frustrations that had been festering beneath the surface, and it left everyone in the room with a heavy sense of unease. You could see the hurt in her eyes, and it was clear that their relationship had reached a breaking point. You couldn't help but feel guilty, was it your fault?
While you knew you weren't responsible for the choices Jack had made in his relationship, it was impossible not to wonder if your presence had somehow worsened the situation. You had never intended to come between them or cause any harm.
You exchanged a glance with Alex, who looked equally uncomfortable with the situation. The unease in the room was palpable, and there were no easy answers to the complex emotions and dynamics at play.
Jack's shoulders slumped, and he looked defeated. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but no words came out. It was a painful silence, and you could feel the weight of the history and emotions between Jack and Nicole.
Finally, he managed to speak, his voice soft and filled with regret. "I'm so sorry, Nicole. I never meant for any of this to happen-"
Nicole didn't respond. She simply turned and walked away, leaving Jack standing there, his face etched with a complex mix of emotions.
Jack ran a hand through his hair before he quickly pushed past you and Alex to run after Nicole. "Fuck, baby please listen!"
You and Alex exchanged looks before he sighed heavily, "Wow. What the hell did me and Trev miss."
"You have no idea," you sighed as you began walking to his car for the thing you had came in there for.
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You sat next to Mark as you both dangled your feet in the water, everyone was outside and it finally felt like relaxing trip. It finally felt like the lake house; no drama (for the most part), cool summer air, and all your close friends in one place.
Sitting by the water with Mark, you felt a sense of calm wash over you. The drama from earlier had dissipated, and you were grateful for the opportunity to unwind with your friends. The cool breeze, the soothing sounds of the lake, and the laughter of your friends created a serene atmosphere that allowed you to momentarily forget about the complexities of your relationships.
You turned to Mark and offered a genuine smile. "Thanks for being here today, Mark. It means a lot."
He returned your smile warmly. "Of course, Y/N. I'm here whenever you need someone to talk to or just hang out with."
As the stars began to twinkle in the night sky, you found yourself leaning in closer to Mark. His presence felt comforting and reassuring. You locked eyes with him, and there was a shared understanding between you.
In that moment, you realized that Mark had become more than just a friend. He was someone who had been there for you, who had listened, and who had shown you support when you needed it, something you hadn't experienced from any partner. And perhaps, in the midst of all the chaos, you had found something unexpected: the possibility of a new beginning.
As your faces drew nearer, the world around you seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of you in that quiet, starlit moment. It was a moment of choice, a moment where you could let go of the past and embrace the future.
With a gentle, lingering touch, your lips met Mark's, and for that brief, stolen moment, it felt like the world was right where it should be.
Then it felt wrong. You pulled away and you turned your head almost instinctively and there he was. Jack, standing there, watching the scene unfold.
The shock on Jack's face was undeniable, and it was as if time had frozen in that moment. His presence shattered the tranquility that had enveloped you and Mark, leaving an awkward and tense silence in its wake.
Mark pulled away from you slowly, his expression a mix of surprise and uncertainty. You could feel your heart racing, caught between the past and the present, between the familiarity of Jack and the newfound connection with Mark.
Jack scoffed and walked away, leaving your heart shattered; like he always did. As you began to get up, Mark gripped your arm. You looked down at him and found yourself at crossroads.
Mark or Jack? Mark or Jack? Mark: the sweetest boy with the sweetest smile, or Jack: the person you'd loved your entire life.
You knew the answer. Everyone knew the answer. You moved your arm from his grip and got up, leaving him seated in the pool. You ran after Jack and it suddenly hit you. He'll always have this power over you, his beautiful smile always had this effect on you.
It made you nauseous as you tried to find where he was, like you always did. He would always pick someone else and you always had to pick him, that was just how it worked.
You ran after Jack, your heart pounding in your chest. The familiar ache of chasing after someone who always seemed just out of reach gnawed at you. It was a pattern you had repeated countless of times, a dance of longing and rejection that you couldn't seem to break free from no matter how hard you tried.
As you searched for him, you couldn't help but feel a sense of desperation. You knew that choosing Jack meant choosing the same cycle of heartache, but it was a choice you had made so many times before. His smile, his presence, his history with youโit all had a hold on you that was impossible to shake.
Finally, you spotted him by the edge of the lake, his silhouette illuminated by the moonlight. He turned to look at you, his expression a mix of surprise and uncertainty, as if he couldn't believe you had chosen him once again.
You didn't say anything as you approached him. Words felt meaningless in that moment. Instead, you simply reached out and took his hand, intertwining your fingers with his, and with that simple gesture, you made your choice.
It might have been the same old pattern, the same old dance, but it was your choice to make, and for now, it was the one that felt right.
As you looked into his eyes, the same ones you'd adored since day one, you felt deja vu. You felt angry; how could one person have such control over you? In the depths of his eyes, you saw a reflection of your own emotions, a turbulent mix of desire, frustration, and longing. It was a maddening feeling, to be so deeply ensnared by someone who seemed to hold all the power in your relationship.
The moonlight cast a soft glow on both of you as you stood by the lake, hand in hand, the weight of your choice settling in. It was a choice that defied reason and logic, a choice that defied the very patterns you had tried to break free from. But for now, it was your choice, and you would face the consequences, whatever they may be, with Jack by your side.
You felt an unexpected sob ripple from your chest and you ripped your hand from his, covering your mouth with your hand. You closed your eyes and you felt Jack pull you closer, into his chest.
As the sobs wracked your body, you felt Jack's arms around you, offering a comforting embrace. It was a mixture of relief and hurt, the weight of your choice bearing down on you. You had chosen to follow your heart, even if it meant stepping into the same cycle of uncertainty and longing.
Jack held you tightly, his own emotions undoubtedly conflicted, but in that moment, it was a silent understanding between the two of you. The night was still, and the moon illuminated the path you had chosen, as well as the challenges that lay ahead.
"It's okay, shh. I'm... here now, I'm sorry." He mumbled as he planted a kiss on your head.
You felt such anger in your stomach as he said those words so easily. Was it okay? Was he really here, with you? Was he truly sorry. You pushed him away and you saw him fumble back, hurt in his eyes as you fell on to your knees, taking a seat on the cold sand of the lake.
The anger, the hurt, the confusion, it all swirled within you as you sat there on the cold sand, tears streaming down your face. You couldn't make sense of your emotions, and Jack's words, well-intentioned as they might have been, didn't provide the solace you needed.
Jack remained a few steps away, watching you with a pained expression, unsure of how to bridge the gap between you. The silence between you was heavy, filled with unspoken words and unresolved feelings.
"Do you know..." You sniffled, looking up at him with tears in your eyes. You didn't even know where to begin. "I've spent my entire fucking life pining after you. Every single moment has been dedicated to the great Jack fucking Hughes, did you know that?"
Your bitter words felt like a dagger to the heart to the both of you. You continued, "I always choose you. I always fucking choose you!" You screamed out angrily, as Jack flinched. He'd never seen you this angry in his entire life.
"Why do I always choose you? You're like every other guy in the world." Your tears streamed down your face. "But you're special to me," you mumbled as Jack's breathing became heavy with emotion. "You always choose everyone else but me. I never knew why." You were just rambling at this point but you would be lying if you said it didn't feel good.
You looked up at Jack. "I watched you fall for people who didn't see you the way I did, who didn't know you the way I did, and I stood there, invisible, as you gave your heart to them."
Your words cut deep, each one a painful reminder of the years of unrequited love and longing.
"And then," you whispered, your voice barely audible, "when I finally thought it might be my turn to finally be with someone who actually liked me, who wanted me, I choose you again." Your voice cracked as you mentioned Mark.
You wiped away fresh tears, and the pain in your eyes was palpable. "It hurts, Jack. It hurt more than I can put into words. But I still chose you, again."
A sob caught in your throat, and you continued, your words heavy with emotion. "I've cried myself to sleep, wondering why I wasn't good enough for you, why you never saw me the way I saw you. And every time you got hurt, I was right there with you, helping and being there." You paused. "And when I was hurt, where the fuck were you? Probably with some girl who never knew you like I did. Who will never know you like I do."
Jack's eyes were filled with remorse, and you could see the pain in his expression, but you couldn't stop now. You had to let it all out.
"I convinced myself that if I just kept waiting, if I just kept choosing you, someday you'd see me for who I was, you'd choose me. But it never happened, Jack. It never happened, and it broke my heart a little more every day."
Your voice broke again as you sniffled, "I've missed out on so much because of you," you continued, your voice trembling with emotion. "I've given up on amazing opportunities, on people who genuinely cared about me, all because I thought someday you'd choose me too."
Jack took a seat beside you, the weight of your words sinking in. You didn't fight it, you were too tired.
The lake's gentle waves lapped against the shore, providing a soothing backdrop to the turmoil of emotions swirling around both of you. He didn't say anything for a while, the silence between you heavy with unspoken regret.
Finally, he broke the silence, his voice soft and filled with remorse. "I didn't know. I didn't mean to... hurt you."
You turned to look at him, your eyes meeting his. You saw the sincerity in his gaze, but it was accompanied by a sense of helplessness. It was as if he had finally realized the depth of the pain he had caused you.
"I couldn't like you, Y/N." It sounded harsher than it actually was as he continued. "I just couldn't. You were too good, Y/N, you are a sweetheart. I was scared to taint you, and I would've never forgiven myself if I did..."
"Taint me?" You scoffed, pain in your tone. "You tainted me the moment you met me, Jack."
Those words hung in the air as he swallowed, taking your words into consideration. "I'm so sorry, Y/N," he whispered, his voice filled with remorse. "I never meant to hurt you. I never wanted any of this."
You sighed, the anger and frustration slowly giving way to a sense of resignation. It was a complicated situation, and both of you had made mistakes along the way. "I know, Jack. I know you didn't."
In that moment, you both shared a painful understanding of the past and the choices that had brought you to this point. You would always choose him, and he'd always choose them. But as he put his hand on top of yours, your body entire body felt like it was on fire.
As you looked into Jack's eyes, you saw a mixture of emotions - regret, longing, and a hint of hope. It was as if he, too, was wrestling with the undeniable connection that had always existed between you.
"I'm not saying it'll be easy, Y/N," he murmured, his thumb gently tracing circles on the back of your hand. "But maybe... just maybe, we can find a way to make this work."
His words hung in the air, and for the first time in a long time, you allowed yourself to entertain the possibility of a future with Jack, a future where you didn't have to choose between him and anyone else.
Maybe all of that pining wasn't for nothing. Maybe in the end, he would have chosen you. But would you choose him? Could you finally resist him?
As you sat there, the gentle breeze ruffling your hair and the quiet waters of the lake before you, you contemplated Jack's words. The years of pining and longing, the heartaches and frustrations, all seemed to converge in this one moment.
Maybe, just maybe, this was the moment where the tides would turn, and you could choose a different path, one that didn't revolve around Jack. But the choice was yours to make, and it wouldn't be easy. You knew the allure of Jack, the history you shared, and the magnetic pull between you two would always be there.
For now, you decided to savor the night, knowing that the future held uncertainties and challenges, but also the potential for something beautiful. As you gazed at the moonlit lake, you couldn't help but wonder what lay ahead and what choices you would make when the time came.
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โ๏ธ Quinn my favorite ๐ซถ๐ผ
MY FAV MUNCHIE!!!!!!!!! LMAOAOOAOAOA
nsfw under the cut!!!!!! read at your own discretion
when you had told quinn nobody had never gone down on you, he thought you were either joking or lying. but now, as you laid on your back as quinn slowly licked your clit, he realized you were being honest.
your reactions were priceless โ the way your mouth hung open slowly, your eyes half-lidded and blown out, your back slightly arched โ he suddenly felt thankful that your previous boyfriends hadn't been attentive enough to meet your needs, as selfish as it might sound.
he savored your sweet taste as he sucked on your clit, making you cry out softly at the new sensation. your legs were already shaking and it had been only a couple of minutes. your whole body was trembling in pleasure and you couldn't control it, all you could do was sit there and take it, gripping his head to ground yourself.
you lost yourself on his tongue, any stress slowly exiting your body as his tongue delved deeper into your sweet cunt. your eyes shut involuntarily as you whole body twitched, you felt that tight knot form in your lower stomach.
"quinn, i'm close," you cried out as put your arm over your face to conceal your face.
quinn suddenly started flicking his tongue over your sensitive bud, making you gasp out in pleasure and grip his hair stronger. "fuck! quinn!"
that was all you need to be pushed over the edge, you came all over his tongue and felt yourself shake. you were trying to come back to earth after that out-of-worldly experience as quinn sat up and leaned over to you, planting a sloppy kiss on your mouth, holding you by your chin.
"how was it?"
your legs were still shaking, making quinn's ego just a tiny bit bigger as he smirked into the kiss. "good, quinny."
"just good?" he teased as he pulled away.
you chuckled as you shook your head, "no baby. amazing, remarkable, wondrous." you weren't even exaggerating.
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โ๏ธโฆ and mr mark estapa
sexy ass mofo, he literally just looks like his d game is AMAZING. morning sex is my fav thing in the world tbh, sets the mood for the whole day LMAO
nsfw under the cut!! read at your own discretion!!!!!
the sunlight from outside shone brightly through your bedroom curtains, as the birds chirped loudly outside. this was your favorite time โ before all the chaos of the day begins, you found solace in the early morning peace.
mark laid next to you, quietly resting. you always woke up before him, going on your phone and watching some tiktok before the day started. no matter how many people told you how 'toxic' it was to begin your day with social media, you couldn't even force yourself to care.
you turned to your side, charging your phone as you started to scroll on your phone. you felt mark shuffle behind you, and suddenly his arm snaked around you. you smiled softly as he moved his face into the crook of your neck.
"good morning, sleepy head."
mark hummed in response, still half asleep. as you continued scrolling, you felt him pull you closer into his chest and you were hit with something hard right on your backside. you were slightly shocked but slowly relaxed as he kept still.
you smiled softly as he begun moving impossibly closer to you, until your back was directly on his chest. "mark,"
"hmm?" he responded, innocently. you could feel his smirk on your neck as he began slowly moving his crotch right on your backside and you felt yourself become slightly more turned on.
he moved one of his hands on your hips to keep you still as he kept moving his crotch back and forth for some friction. "mark," you repeated, more desperate this time.
"shh, sweetheart." he responded quietly. "i got you, just relax for me, 'kay?"
you nodded as he pushed down your shorts, moving his other hand to slowly start playing with your clit. you were already wet, you didn't even need any more prep. you started rutting your hips towards his hand, desperate for more friction.
"relax sweetheart, shh." he rasped in your ear, starting to kiss your neck and you moaned in response.
"need you, now, mark. please," you whimpered impatiently.
he slowly slid his fingers out, moving away for a few seconds to grab his erect shaft and slowly start to tease your entrance with it. you couldn't help but moan at the feeling, shutting your eyes to ground yourself. he let out a soft groan at the feeling, too, as his face moved closer into your neck.
he put one hand on your hip as the other led his shaft to your pussy, slowly bottoming you out with one push. you felt so whole, so filled up, as you gripped his hand to have some type of grounding as you felt yourself shake.
mark was still for a couple, letting you adjust to the stretch as he gripped your hip tightly. he slowly started pumping in and out of you, quickening his pace as he kept thrusting.
you shut your eyes and kept moaning with every thrust, gripping his hand. "mark!"
he kept he slamming into you, his pace quickly becoming more desperate. the whole bed had become shaking with every thrust and you were sure anybody in the house right now surely could hear the commotion.
you felt him twitch inside you and you felt yourself clench instinctively, moaning at the feeling.
"i'm close, baby," he moaned in your ear and you nodded in response, not trusting yourself to be able to speak any words.
after a few more hard thrusts, you felt yourself climax quickly. you let out a squeal of pleasure and a few more thrusts, mark was there with you.
you both laid there breathlessly, trying to catch your breath. mark moved his head from your neck to grab your chin softly, pulling you for a soft kiss.
MY 100 FOLLOWER CELLY!
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โ๏ธ trevor zegrassss
hate-fucking w trevor is literally my new fantasy LMAOOOO
nsfw under the cut! read at your own discretion.
trevor's hand gripped your throat harder as his length slipped deeper into your cunt. your head fell into the pillow as you let out the loudest moan, both sensations making the pressure in your stomach feel much tighter.
trevor left no room for you to adjust to his size, he started thrusting in and out of you roughly. you kept squirming and you felt trevor's hand squeeze tighter around your throat, "stay still." he groaned as he leaned into your ear.
trevor's thoughts were all over the place โ all he could think was how wrong this was, how much he hated you and how fucking good you felt. it felt too good to be real, his head was in clouds as he tried his best to keep his rough place. if you told him two months ago he'd be balls deep in the girl he's hated since middle school, he would've laughed in your face.
but now, he doesn't know how he hasn't thought of this earlier. the best way to eliminate a hatred is by hate-fucking, everyone knows that.
the thought of his hatred towards you made his pace somehow even rougher, the bed rocking back into the wall with each thrust of his hips. he felt as if the whole house was shaking with each slam into you and that turned him on even more.
as trevor surveyed your already fucked out expression; your mouth slung open, the sweet sweat on your forehead and the furrow of your eyebrows, he felt himself get harder. god, you were so fucking hot. he knew that, everyone knew that; but he would never admit that to anyone.
your strangled moans made his ego skyrocket through the roof, up into the clouds โ the fact that he was making you cry out (in pleasure) made his cock impossibly harder, he was so turned on by you โ just you.
you, on the other hand, had absolutely no thoughts other than trevor's cock and how well they fit together. you couldn't even form one single comprehensible thought, let alone sentence, from how trevor was treating you.
"shit baby," trevor grunted out as he continued ramming into you. "fuck, can't run your mouth now, sweetheart? all i needed to do fuck you stupid, huh?" trevor's nasty words made you clench harder around him, your legs begin to tremble. "if i knew that all the only thing i had to do to get you to shut your mouth was fuck you senseless, i would've done this sooner."
that was all you needed to go over the edge โ this was a new record, no one had made you cum this fast in your life. his hand gripped your throat even tighter as he felt his dick twitch at the feeling.
a few more deep, rough thrusts was all trevor needed to spill into you. "fuck!" he groaned out as his cum filled you to the brim.
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luke hughes๐ฎโ๏ธ
i can't imagine luke being rough im sorry, in my mind hes like a sweet little munch sweetheart
nsfw under the cut!!! read at your own discretion!!!!!!
luke kissed all over your neck sensually and fast, and collarbone as you leaned your head back to give him more room. it had been a rough couple of weeks for you two โ you two were at the lake house, filled with all his family and friends 24/7, which meant absolutely no sex.
but now, finally, you two were home alone for an hour because everyone was doing something. you two instantly took advantage of that, luke practically throwing you to the bedroom.
he quickly hooked off your shorts, all while keeping his mouth on all over your body. he left wet kisses all over your neck and chest while he moved your soaking underwear to the side. if it weren't for the fact you were on cloud 9 with way he was touching you, you would be embarrassed at how wet you were.
luke inserted two fingers into you quickly, making your back arch off the bed. the sensation burned for a couple seconds before you adjusted to his long fingers as you moaned in pleasure. he didn't waste any time prepping you, thrusting his fingers in and out of you quickly. he wasn't sure how much longer he could wait, the bulge in his shorts getting larger and more painful with the way he worked your tight cunt.
"lukey, i need you," you whined, desperately. his fingers weren't doing enough, you needed the whole thing โ you couldn't wait any longer either.
he groaned at your voice while he nodded, "me too, princess but we can't have you get hurt."
"luke, please." you moaned sternly as he nodded obediently, removing his fingers from your slick cunt, practically ripping off his shorts and boxers.
he grabbed your hips closer as he spread your legs, giving his cock a few pumps before he lined himself up with your wet entrance. he pushed in with no problems, your cunt accepting him. you both sighed in content with the sensation, luke lacing his fingers with yours.
luke began rocking his hips into yours, quick and desperate as he let out moans of his own. it didn't take much for you to start feeling that familiar knot form in your lower stomach and luke had felt it, too.
"fuck, fuck, fuck." he repeated with each snap of his hips, your back arched in pleasure at the unusual rough treatment. "baby, i'm gonna-"
"me too, luke, please," you moaned out as luke gripped your hand harder. after a couple of seconds, you were sent over the edge and luke soon after you.
you felt his warm seed spill into you and you both caught your breaths, luke leaning in to give you a sloppy kiss. "i love you," he mumbled into the kiss.
"i love you too, lukey."
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๐ for luke?!
congrats again on 100!! ๐ซถ๐ป
AAAAAA TYSM LOVE !!!!!! enjoy this blurb lmao, i love lukey pookie <3
he's so 1989. idk why but he just gives off that vibe. OKAY. HE'S VERY 'how you get the girl' (he for sure got the girl in this one lmao)
luke doesn't know how the hell he ended up at your house.
it was a 11:30 on a random tuesday, he knows you're asleep but he can't, even though he knows he has early morning practice tomorrow and a whole day of classes. his mind is racing, but so is this heart.
it was raining and he's still in his pajamas, too. his new jersey devils pj's really fit the whole mood. he rolled his eyes at himself โ why didn't he change?
it had been six months since you two had broken up. well, not exactly. tomorrow morning, or in 20 minutes time, it would be exactly 6 months since you two had broke up. he knew this because he had been anxiously counting the days until your break-up was official.
ever since luke was little, jack would always tell him that break-up's weren't official until the 6 month mark which basically gave them a 'grace period' to get back together. and even now, as a whole adult, he applies it to everything.
he doesn't even know why he was here. he knew you had moved on โ he saw all those guys you were with at the bar the other night, you weren't hurting anymore. still, that stupid rule made everything so much worse. knowing that after this period, you wouldn't even be thinking about him anymore made him sick.
he decided, an hour ago, that he was gonna get you back that night. he finally let out a big exhale and closed his eyes, getting out of the car and into the rain, walking up to your driveway and to your front door.
he quickly rang the doorbell twice โ it was your guys' inside joke, knocking twice or ringing the doorbell twice was some kind of code for one another.
he heard some faint footsteps and he straightened his posture, letting out a loud exhale before you opened the door.
your eyes widened at the sight. your ex, luke hughes, standing outside your door in the rain, a few minutes before midnight. he could see the grogginess on your face and suddenly felt a tinge of guilt.
his curly hair was soaking wet and so were his pj's and you almost cringed at the sight. then you saw his face, his cute, stupid face. your heart fluttered at the sight, like it always did when you saw him, even when he was being a fucking asshole.
"luke, what are you doing here?" you shouted over the rain, that was starting to become more than just a midnight shower.
"i-i..." he didn't even know what to say. he let out a loud exhale before speaking again. "i miss you, y/n. i really, really miss you. i can't sleep, i keep repeating that fight over and over again and every time, i wish i had said something different. anything else would've been better."
your heart broke again at those words as you were transported back to that night. you shook your head, you didn't wanna relive that after you'd tried so hard to get over it all these months. "oh, you can't sleep?" you said, sarcastically. "i have repeated that night over and over again too, trying to figure out where it all went wrong. for a while, i even blamed myselfโ"
"it's not your fault, it was mine!"
"yeah, i know that now." you spoke bitterly at the boy, who was now shaking from the now, heavy rainfall. "i wish you had said something different, too, luke. but now we both have to live with the consequeโ"
"fuck, y/n!" he grunted in frustration. "i'm so mad at myself for letting that happen, i'm so sorry for doing that to you."
you let those few words sink in. luke hughes was not one to ever apologize, you knew that. that was one of the reasons why you two had ended things and hearing those words come out of his mouth felt somewhat therapeutic. "lukeโ"
"y/n, please just let me talk!" he shouted over the rain. "if i could go back in time i would. if i could just... erase all of it, i would. but i can't. and i know i'm selfish for even asking this but i want you back. no one compares to you and no one ever will, y/n. i've tried, i really have. but i lost you once and i'll be damned if i lost you again if you just gave me another chance.โ
that whole monologue sounded like it was right outta a movie. you didn't know how to feel โ or how to react. you felt so many emotions wash over you and you took another good look at luke.
his curly hair, his soft skin, his entire face just took you back to when you two were together โ the good times, too. summer at the lake house with his family, late night car rides for drinks, sunday night dates because he insisted that saturdays were for the boys, and especially, his soft touch.
luke's heart was beating out of his chest and he knew he was going to catch a cold because of how long he'd been standing outside, but all of that wouldn't matter if you just took him back. he watched your expression change and he swears he felt like a million tons had just been lifted off his chest as you opened up the door for him to come in.
"alright, luke. fine, one more chance. one, and if you fuck up, it's over and it will be over for the rest of our lives, got it?"
that sweet smile graced his lips for the first time tonight as he walked into your home, exhaling deeply. "got it."
you both stared into each other's eyes, your heart beating fast as a smile plastered on your face as well. then, luke smashed his lips against yours and pushed you against the door. "won't make you regret it, princess."
MY 100 FOLLOWER CELLY!
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โ๏ธjack or luke hughes
IM DOING JACK CUS SURPRISINGLY, i haven't had that many jack reqs??
shower sex w jack sounds like an absolute dream๐ค
nsfw under the cut, read at your discretion!!!!!!!
the warm water cascaded down your bodies as jack drove his rock-hard shaft into your core, harsh and unrelenting. his pace was fast and hard from the beginning, making your legs shake at the rough treatment.
one hand held your hip as the other gripped your hair harshly to keep you still as he rammed into you, the only thing holding your body upright was his hands. your back arched at the harsh thrusts as loud moans left your mouth involuntarily.
the water made the thrusts so much louder, the obscene sounds filling the entire bathroom. you almost cringed at how loud and vulgar you two were being but your mind couldn't even comprehend anything except jack and how good he was making you feel.
the grip he had on your hip was bruising and you would've been slightly hurt by the impact, but right now the only thing you felt was utter and raw pleasure.
you soon felt the knot form in your lower stomach as your whole body began to shake, "jack, i'm so close!" you cried out, shutting your eyes.
jack pulled your head closer to his mouth and pressed his face next your ear, "cum for me, pretty girl."
that was all you needed, letting go of yourself as you screamed out in pleasure in the hollow bathroom, making the noise travel faster. you were glad you two were home alone or else, dinner would be very awkward.
a few more hard and quick thrusts and jack was right there with you, spilling into you as he held onto you, keeping you close. "fuck, baby." he groaned out as his head lolled back in pleasure.
MY 100 FOLLOWER CELLY!
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๐Quinn Hughes :)
AAAAAAA CAPTAIN QUINN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MY HUSBAND
he protects the people he loves with everything he has, especially luke or jack. he will go to the ends of the earth to make sure they're safe, even as adults. he's such a fierce protector to everyone, he's such a papa bear. OH MY GOSH, with his girlfriend, he's usually calm and very much the medium between jack/luke, but this man will go BALLISTIC to anyone who tries to hurt her or even just looks at her the wrong way. honestly, not even with just people he loves, he's just very much a PROTECTOR and will make sure everyone around him is comfortable and safe, you know???
bro survives off melatonin and coffee. he can't stay awake and very much can't sleep at night, literally double homicide. it's been an issue since he was a kid but as an adult he's learned to manage it better... by better, i mean with drugs and coffee LMAOO. ellen (and you) always lecture him about taking better care of himself because those things will catch up to him but he honestly doesn't WANT TO but he tries for you guys cus he doesn't want y'all to worry
he drives a big truck. im sorry, i wont budge - i don't care & am willing to argue. im just right, admit it. THIS MAN OWNS/HAS OWNED A BIG RAM AND THAT MAKES HIM SOOO MUCH HOTTER. oh my lawd, JUST IMAGINE QUINN DRIVING A BIG ASS TRUCK. im pregnant.
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โ๏ธ quinn hughes please?
YASSSS QUINN!!!!!!!! YUM YUM
nsfw under the cut, read at your own discretion!
quinn's head fell back as your tongue flicked his tip once again, the feeling shooting all over his body. you were on your knees in front of him as you showed him exactly how much you appreciate him. he couldn't even keep his eyes on you because he would nut immediately at the mere sight of you, sucking his cock. it was really that easy for quinn to cum, that was all he needed.
you were teasing him just like you knew he liked, giving his length small licks and kisses. he always liked it slow with you, he wanted to enjoy every moment to the fullest when he was with you.
you kept your eyes on his face as you continued your movements until he let out a small groan. you leaned away and you saw his eyes open up as he felt the pleasure halt. he almost protested until he felt your mouth completely wrap around his head, making his whole body burn up in utter pleasure. he let out a pleased groan as his eyebrows furrowed in concentration.
you began bobbing your head up and down his cock, ignoring the tight feeling in your throat as your eyes teared up. you just focused on quinn and the pleased noises coming from his mouth as you continued your movements.
quinn's hand softly gripped your head as you continued to bob your head up and down his length, trying to keep a consistent and slow pace. you tried to go deeper, closing your eyes at the pressure you felt in your throat as you tried your best to deep-throat him.
"fuck, baby." he groaned at the feeling. "so fucking good baby."
the praise made you let out a moan around his dick, the vibrations going all over his body. you felt vibrations in your lower area and you suddenly felt desperate to feel him inside you, but he needed to cum here first.
you then began a faster pace, the grip on your head got tighter as you began bobbing up and down his cock much faster and more desperate than before.
quinn finally opened his eyes to watch you and he felt himself get somehow harder. he couldn't help but let out a breathy moan and he gripped your hair harder โ half of him wanted to take a picture and keep it with him everywhere he went, it was so enticing, how perfectly you took him.
"oh my fucking godโ" he groaned loudly as he felt himself twitch inside your mouth. he shut his eyes hard as he felt himself fill your throat with his cum.
you swallowed and messily slid off his dick, your entire face covered in stickiness and cum. quinn caught his breath before he leaned down to grab your face in his hands, he leaned in and placed a messy kiss on your lips.
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โ๏ธ Cole Caufield please ๐
ofcc love!!
nsfw under the cut, read at your own discretion
"shh, baby you gotta stay quiet." cole whispered breathlessly in your ear as he fucked you into the mattress, holding on to the headboard above to get more momentum. you couldn't even process his words as you nodded in 'understanding.'
you were both staying at a hotel in new york for a game and all his teammates were on this floor. if you kept being loud, he would surely get teased for the next few weeks. but did he really mind? not really.
he didn't even try to keep you quiet as he kept thrusting into your cunt, holding on to your hips harshly. your eyes rolled in the back of your head as loud moans left your bruised lips. your moans were at raw as they get โ you weren't even exaggerating.
if cole really wanted you to keep quiet, he'd put a hand over your mouth or slow down โ but he was doing it on purpose. he loved showing off how hot you were to all his friends, especially after they all said he couldn't pull you, and especially when you rejected jack hughes for him. not only did he pull you, he could make you scream louder than any of them ever could, and cole would be a liar if he didn't show off the scratches on his back in the locker room.
he rocked the bed forward with each powerful thrust, your legs shaking at the impact. you were close, he felt it as you held onto him a little tighter. "come for me, princess."
and with that, you let go completely โ cumming all over his cock, your mouth hung open at that. with a few more harsh thrusts, he was cumming right along with you.
cole leaned down to give you a kiss but before he could proceed, the hotel phone rung. as you caught your breath, cole answerred.
"we've received some noise complaints from your room." the lady said nervously through the phone.
he nodded as a cocky smirk came onto his lips. he wasn't the slightest bit sorry for his actions. in fact, he was rather proud of his accomplishment. "yeah of course. sorry 'bout that. have a good night."
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โ๏ธ jamie
my husband baby love jamie <3
nsfw under the cut, read at your own discretion!
jamie was pissed.
he usually loved showing you off, but zegras was being way too touchy. the way he looked at you, practically eye-fucking you, made him wanna strangle trevor. he liked it for the most part, knowing that he was the only one who could touch you.
the moment when trevor put his hand on your thigh when he was laughing, playing it off as habit, made him wanna go ballistic. trevor had thousands of girls running after him, why was he being handsy with you, his girlfriend?
now jamie had the upper-hand here. now, here you were, bent over the kitchen island as jamie drove his cock right into your sensitive spot repeatedly. he had his hand over your mouth to try to keep you quiet as he rammed into you, into the counter.
his thrusts were quick and harsh, the opposite of how they usually were. jamie always tried to take his sweet time with you, but right now, he had no patience to. the slaps of skin could be heard from throughout the kitchen, the scene right out of a porno.
now, if you two were paying attention even a little bit to your surroundings, you would've heard the front door open. trevor had walked right into jamie's trap.
"fuck! you guys!" trevor yelled as he walked into the kitchen. "get a fucking room!"
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We love soft wholesome Trevor content ๐ต
AAAAAAA SWEET TREV IS MY FAV
trevor had barely made it past the locker room door before he sank to the bench to catch his breath. his hands were sore, his arms and legs shaky, and his head was spinning from the exertion of the day.
this week โ let alone today, had been exhausting. hard practices, early morning and long workouts had started to get to trevor's mental and physical wellbeing. he doesn't remember the last time where he hadn't went to bed exhausted. but, in good news, practice was cancelled for the weekend so he could finally take a few days off.
trevor sat there for a moment, feeling the weight of fatigue pulling at him. he took deep breaths, trying to steady his racing heart and sore muscles. as he started to regain his composure, he decided to head to the parking lot to clear his mind.
as he stepped out into the parking lot, he was greeted by the cool breeze of the evening. his car was parked not too far away thankfully, and he made his way towards it, ready to head home and finally relax. but as he approached his car, he noticed someone leaning against it.
he spotted you waiting for him. you were leaning up against his car and holding his favorite fast food in one hand and a drink in the other. the unexpected sight caused his heart to race, and he momentarily forgot about the soreness in his legs and the exhaustion that had sapped all his energy away.
trevor couldn't help but smile, despite his deep exhaustion. your presence was a welcome sight, and he couldn't deny that he had missed you during this busy week.
you grinned back at him as he dropped his bags on the floor and engulfed you a big hug. you could sense his exhaustion and you could tell he needed that hug. you brought your hands up to his hair which relaxed him more.
you laughed softly, "you're gonna squish the food, trev."
"don't care, just need you." he mumbled in your shoulder as he sighed. your touch had brought his stress levels down multiple levels, the soreness in his back and legs suddenly fading into you.
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๐ LUKEY POOKIE
AAAAAAA MY 6โ2 KING!!!!! I LOVE HIM SO MUCH
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heโs such a mommaโs boy. i donโt care what anyone says, luke is ellenโs fav ๐ญ๐ญ i have no backing whatsoever he just looks like heโs a mommaโs boy. i feel like heโs sorta codependent on ellen for a bit until he moved out to umich, he finally learned how to his laundry. SHE SPOILS THE HECK OUT OF HIM but itโs okay, because who wouldnโt wanna spoil him??? ๐ฅน heโs also the baby of the family so naturally heโs everyoneโs fav (i am the youngest kid LMAO)
he is not a picky eater. this man will literally eat anything that you put in front of him, he does not care. he also doesnโt care if he eats the same thing all month as long as itโs good. heโs a chicken and rice STAN as he should, but luke does not care at all heโs honestly kinda a fatass, BUT THATS OKAY๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ
kinda going along with the last thing, this man can eat a whole 3 course 3,000 calorie meal and not gain A SINGLE POUND. he has the metabolism we all wish we had. youโre jealous of him, iโm jealous of him, we are all jealous of him.
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๐งor โ๏ธ for Jamie??
i've written too much angst today, we need some spicy content too LMAOOO.
JAMIE 'pretty dick' DRYSDALE RAHHHHH๐ซ๐ซ๐ซ๐ซ
nsfw under the cut!!!!!! read at your discretion
you slowly wrapped your lips around jamie's hard shaft, taking some of him in your mouth. as soon as you put his tip in your mouth, jamie let out a soft moan as his hands grabbed your hair for support.
jamie's eyes shut at the impact, his whole body relaxing into your warm mouth. you pulled away, a string of your spit forming from your mouth and his head. you gave his tip a small kiss while he kept his hand on your head, pulling your closer again.
"don't tease, baby, please." he whined pathetically as you wrapped your lips around him again, taking him deeper than before. he was so sensitive, he needed a release and quickly โ and who were you to deny the pretty boy?
he started thrusting into your mouth, desperate for any friction. he gripped your hair as his lean fell back in pleasure, whimpers falling out of his soft lips as your mouth working on his dick, licking and taking as much as you can in your mouth. what you couldn't take in your mouth, you jerked with your free hand.
you bobbed your head up and down quicker, your eyes tearing up at the impact. he was so close, he could see the light at the end of the tunnel as he started bucking his hips to meet your mouth, desperate for more friction.
jamie was grunting like a porn star at this point, the sinful noises of your wet mouth and his sounds filling the small room; it was a scene right out of a movie. your mouth felt a warm heaven for jamie, it was so perfectly made for him. he could barely control himself at this point, pushing your mouth deeper on his dick, desperate for release.
you closed your eyes at the impact, trying to concentrate on pleasing him. you felt him twitch in your mouth and you knew was close, he gripped your hair impossibly harder.
"fuck, fuck, fuck, y/n." he cried out in a chant, his mind was clear except for you and how good you were making him feel so good. he was so close, he could almost taste. "so close, baby."
jamie shivered as he felt his climax hit like a truck, his hand on your hair immediately loosening as he emptied his load in your mouth. you swallowed his cum quickly as you looked up at jamie, softly. you both caught your breath, trying to come back down to earth.
he looked down at you, exhaustion evident on his face as he gave you a sweet smile, bending down to you, giving you a sloppy kiss.
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๐ MARK ESTAPA :)
AAAAA MY FAV MOST PENALIZED PLAYER ๐ฅน๐ฅน
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his love language is words of affirmation & physical touch. like all of these, i have no proof i just know that this man thrives off physical touch & none of it is sexual most of the time it's just pure... love and softness. he will always have his hand in yours, or in your pockets, or on your shoulders. his touch will never leave yours, never ever. he doesn't even do it consciously, he just does it because that's what feels the most right. he also wants you to hear you say that you love him, because sometimes words do speak louder than actions. he wants to hear you physically tell him that you really do love him.
his favorite season is winter. okay, i know we've all seen that one monday's questions clip so this time, yes i have a source for this ๐ค๐ผ. he just loves the weather, he loves snow and just being in/around it makes him happy. that's why he loves michigan so much, he loves how cold it gets. everything good that has ever happened to him, has happened to him in the winter. your two's first date, when he got accepted/drafted to umich, etc. lorelai gilmore dupe lol. HE ALSO LOVES CHRISTMAS. he loves the vibes. as soon as october is over, you bet he's already getting the christmas decorations out and he'll started drinking hot cocoa every day instead of coffee. he loves christmas movie dates and even before you two started dating, he'd make ethan and luke watch the polar express, the grinch, harry potter, etc. he's just a big old teddy bear, i love him
he's very empathetic. this one is very much far-fetched LMAO. but we all know how most guys are just... oblivious and kinda stupid, he's not like that at all. he's very understanding of everyone's situations and would never like, be an asshole for no reason. also, when it comes to relationships/friendships, you bet he's gonna be there for anyone who needs him. he's the type to listen rather than give advice, and sometimes that's just what you need you know????
long story short i survived mark estapa is a sweetie pie ๐คญ๐ฅน
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๐ต for luke hughes pls?๐๐ป๐
AAAAAA SOFT LUKEY IS MY FAV!!!!!!!!!
you watched luke stand out on the ice, the intensity of the game palpable even from the stands. your heart was racing in your chest, every part of you praying they'd make it through.
you were in awe, watching luke tear it up on the ice. as he skates off the ice and heads towards the locker room, you couldn't help but be impressed by his skill level and dedication. that's when you catch him looking your way, and you can't help but smile and your whole face felt warm at the gesture. then, the game was over and it was time for the moment you've been waiting for.
you waited outside the locker room for luke; the team was planning to go celebrate the win at a new restaurant and he invited you to join. you were nervous, you didn't know any of them personally except for dylan, his roommate and a couple of his friends, mark and ethan.
as you looked up from your phone, you saw luke exit the locker-room in comfortable clothing. your heart melted as he approached you, taking your hands in his and pulling you closer in a hug.
"good game, bud." you joked softly and you heard him hum in response; you could tell he was exhausted from the way he was leaning against you almost completely, his head falling on top of yours.
he kept you in his arms for a couple seconds before speaking. "you wanna go out now?"
"of course, lukey. we can gotta celebrate the win,"
he pulled out of the hug, exhaustion clear in his face. suddenly, you realized he may not be up to go celebrate.
"or not, we can go get food alone then chill up in my dorm, my roommate's not in town for the weekend." you smiled as your hand caressed his cheek in attempt to relax him, which worked greatly as he leaned into your touch.
"yeah, can we? please?"
your smile widened at that, "of course."
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