crossing enemy lines -connor bedard-
part 2: while in colorado
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y/nhughes | spending some much needed time at emerald lake ❤
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_quinnhughes hope you're having fun on your vacation 😊
| y/nhughes i am 😊 thanks for the gift. ily ❤
user13 are you in bc or colorado??
| y/nhughes colorado & i love it here 😊
calemakar_ what do you think?
| y/nhughes it's so beautiful 😍 thank you for tagging along 😊
| calemakar_ my pleasure
user14 she's at emerald lake with cale?
| user12 never knew they were friends but i love it
| user14 friends or dating?
| user12 who knows
mackinnon29 it's the most beautiful part of colorado, isn't it?
user15 this is such a beautiful view. i'm jealous
user16 quinn is the best brother 😭
| y/nhughes indeed he is 😊
user17 knowing that she's there with cale just unlocked a ship i didn't know i needed 😊❤
| user12 hottest new couple? 🤔
| user16 oh for sure 🔥
jamie.drysdale this is my new favorite picture 😍
| y/nhughes 🥰
user18 the fact that cale and y/n are both single, hot af, and hanging out together is absolutely perfect. need this to be real please
| y/nhughes 😏
jackhughes i miss you 😔
| y/nhughes i'll be back soon
_connorbedard lovely view ❤
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y/nhughes | while i'm here, might as well visit my best friend for a few days ❤😊 i missed him so much honestly 😔 (and yes, he does put maple syrup in his stanley cup)
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calemakar_ i love you so much ❤
| y/nhughes ditto!! 💕
user18 does anybody else believe y/n is extremely lucky? i mean she's got the 3 hottest brothers in the world and her best friend is extremely hot, maybe even hotter. not to mention that she's hot too. like, hand some luck to us too, love ❤
user12 i really didn't know that i needed this friendship to survive but holy cow. 2 beautiful people being friends? i love that shit
bboeser strange strange boy he is
| y/nhughes you say boy like he's so much younger than you 😂
| bboeser well he is younger
| y/nhughes less than 2 years
nicohischier genuinely great dude
jackhughes love this couple
| y/nhughes not a couple 🙄
| mackinnon29 explain the cuddling then 👀
| y/nhughes i hate you
mackinnon29 it was nice to see you in the arena cheering for us 😊
| y/nhughes i was cheering for cale ❤
user17 need you guys to be together. please tell me it's real
lhughes_06 come visit me next time 😭😲 you live closer to me than cale
| y/nhughes next time, i promise ❤
| _quinnhughes you promised i was next 🥺
| y/nhughes sorry quinn. you are next ❤ sorry luke (& jack)
| jackhughes ❤
elblue6 hope you're having fun, sweetie
| y/nhughes always am with cale 😊
| elblue6 just don't be giving me grandbabies yet 😂😉
| y/nhughes mom!! 🙈😅
| _quinnhughes mom, no 😂
trevorzegras the dog is cute
jamie.drysdale cute dog
user11 he's so cute
user8 cale is the best defenseman in the league
| _quinnhughes you spelled quinn wrong
| user8 i said what i said
| y/nhughes i prefer centers over defensemen 🤷🏻♀️ but i do agree with you
| user12 so you live in chicago and prefer centers? interesting 🤔
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okay but imagine one day the little one goes up to his daddy and tells him you introduced a guy to him and how much he doesn’t like this man. It doesn’t even have to be a romantic partner it could just be an old friend but lil one and ex!husband bakugou instantly assume you have a new man in your life
omg. the heart attack bakugou is having.
your son is standing on his little step-stool in front of katsuki's bathroom mirror. meant to be brushing his little teeth, but he's mostly chewing on his toothbrush, poking around in his dad's cologne and aftershave and deodorant. at least he's put his pj's on by himself.
katsuki is finishing up his own shower, glancing at him every now and then as he washes the shampoo from his own hair, and when he's finally done, the little boy hasn't gotten any closer to having clean teeth; now he's drawing mindless little shapes through the steam that's built up on the glass.
"oi," he only has to say it once and then your son is letting out a little sigh before brushing the way he's meant to — even if katsuki knows the there's not a lick of toothpaste on that thing.
"dad," he says suddenly, distracted as he turns around to face him. "mommy doesn't let me take a shower."
katsuki moved on from bath time rather quick. in the very beginning, it was fine, because he washed his squirmy son and then wrapped him up in a towel and that was it, but in the last year or so it's turned into "how many toys can i bring with me this time, dad?" and then sitting in the water until it's run cold. it's much easier to get him in the shower at the same time, to shampoo his head and scrub his little butt and then kick him out.
"oh, yeah?" he murmurs, adjusting the towel on his waist. "s'cause mom's better at baths than me."
the little boy only shrugs, before continuing. he's in a small phase right now of 'dad? hey dad? um, dad?' every time he's got something to say, and katsuki finds it both cute and a little exhausting.
"hey dad?"
katsuki hums.
"mommy had a man in her shower."
the first image that comes to mind is of himself, in your shower; the many times you'd taken one together and hugged him beneath the warm water; how it clung to your eyelashes and sat in your cupid's bow. warm, made soft and tender in the steam, like he could mold you against his body forever.
— and then his stomach is swooping so hard, he thinks he might be sick.
"what?" katsuki asks, voice loud and affronted, snatching all his son's attention. "sorry, 'm sorry," and then because his son is still looking at him with wide eyes, he pulls him up close, rubbing his back once before setting him to stand on the counter — which he never gets to do.
guilt twists in his stomach for yelling, though his son seems unbothered now, at new heights. katsuki grabs him by his little tiny shoulders and tries to keep his face smooth and calm, his pending heartbreak hidden.
"who was in mom's shower?"
but your son is smarter than that, can read katsuki like an open book, somehow. as if you passed all your understanding down through the womb; he came out of there knowing exactly what dad was thinking with a single look.
your son only shrugs, averting his eyes to katsuki's shoulder as he lightly pinches his wet skin.
"'m sorry," he says again, shaking his little body around until the boy is laughing. "i'm not mad. i just..." katsuki sighs and tries not to pout. "wasn't expecting that."
"are you mad at mommy?"
the divorce isn't new, and katsuki's not stupid.
you've been on a handful of dates, been open about it, encouraged him to do the same. not that he's bothered, but anyone with eyes and half a brain would try to swoop in on someone like you, so — as much as it makes him want to knock some fucking teeth in — can't say he should be surprised.
he shouldn't be, at all.
still feels like shit, though.
"no," he finally says, tugging the little toothbrush from his tiny fist to put some actual toothpaste on it. "'m not mad at anybody."
"are you sad?"
maybe it's another purposeful distraction, to get out of doing what he's told, or maybe he's probing at nerves because he's too young and too curious, or maybe he just knows his dad too well.
katsuki frowns at his big eyes, staring back at him, before lightly patting his little hip. "brush your teeth, i ain't tellin' you again."
he tries not to think about it, but that just makes it worse. can't stop imagining you in the arms of some other asshole, what stupid shit they must be doing to flirt with you, how they're making you laugh; just the image of it alone — you, besides some fucking bozo, head thrown back the way you do, laughing louder than you ever did with him — makes his stomach hurt.
it makes him dread the hand-off, too. his house is gonna feel too quiet now, after a week with the little brat, and that's a big enough wound to leave him with nothing to say — but you always try to insist on katsuki finding someone every time you get back out there.
it makes him physically ill, just watching the side of your face as you buckle your son into his car seat, all grins because your house gets to be lively with him.
and when you close the door and turn to him and mutter out your little, "hey, by the way....", he has half a mind to just walk away, right then.
"your son," you start off, lightly punching him in the shoulder. "got into the dryer sheets last week and flushed a whole bunch of them down the toilet."
oh.
"oh," katsuki says, and then he narrows his eyes at his son through the window, even though he's not paying any attention.
(on the nights when the little boy can't sleep, is more emotional than usual, katsuki calls you because that's what your son really wants.)
(very relatable feeling, katsuki thinks.)
"yeah," you smile, "and my coworker's husband is a plumber, so i was able to get it all taken care of. just...thought i would let you know."
katsuki shrugs like he could care less, but you see right through it all, of course. the both of you, mother and son, too understanding for his own good.
almost like you were made for him, like you're supposed to still be his.
"yeah, good," he nods once, glancing over your shoulder to see your son finally sitting up a little bit, peering through the window with his big, sad eyes.
just watching the two of you. just knowing.
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