#5 Auston Matthews
Requested by @rxsita-twd
Can you do one where you’re Mitch’s twin sis and like you’re at a game ‘cause you live in Toronto and Auston gets really hurt and Mitch gets attacked trying to defend him from more attacks and they have to get both boys off the ice (Mitch can still walk but Auston has to be carried) and you race there trying to find out if your brother is okay and Auston pretty much confesses his love for you to everyone in the room without realizing it because he’s pretty much knocked out? PRETTY PLEASE THANKS
You guys always have the best prompts and I love it !
Auston is a meme and I had to stop myself from writing ‘cash me outside howbow dah’
This took so long and i couldn’t figure out how to write the important bit.
Also focuses more on mitch than auston im sorry but sibling relationships are really important to me.
Pre-writing note: I bet this is gonna make me cry
Song suggestion of the day: Life worth living by Laurel
Warnings: I got no brothers but my cousin has acted as a stand in and I’ve been traumatised beyond belief so i think im good. He’s an embarrassment. LANGUAGE WARNING (its not that bad idk why i put it in caps).
“…and if someone in a Canucks jersey tries to talk to you, punch them.”
You rolled your eyes, shaking your head in disbelief as you glanced across the living room at Auston Matthews, who was watching the exchange with an amused expression. “Mitchell, you’re only older by three minutes, stop trying to act like Chris.” you retorted indignantly, turning your attention back to your twin brother who was clattering around behind you in the kitchen.
“Well, in his absence his solemn duty, to protect you from all harm, now falls to me.” Mitch stated, a matter-of-factly as he walked into the room and plonked himself down beside you. Okay, you hadn’t been to a game in a little while, not everyone can have their dream job (or unlimited time off). That said, It wasn’t like you’d never been to a hockey game, you’d probably disowned (at least by your brothers) if you hadn’t. Still, Mitch was being a pain by trying to be overprotective and you hadn’t even left the house yet.
“That is not Chris’ job. At least he knows I can look after myself.” you muttered, throwing your legs over Mitch’s lap as you leaned back on the arm of the couch, watching him struggle with his tie.
“I’m being caring and brotherly.” Mitch whined, as you finally relented, sitting up to help him fix his tie.
“It’s a hockey game not a bar fight.” you retorted, glancing over at the only american in the room, yet again. “Auston, back me up here.”
“No, no, no. Illegal move. He’s my friend, you can’t use him against me.” Mitch protested indignantly.
“So I can’t be friends with Auston because you’re friends with him?” you retorted. “Sharing is caring, Mitch. Besides, your advice is stupid. I’d probably get more hurt than the person I was punching. It’s the easiest way to break your hand, you know.”
Mitch made a face. “You get my point though.”
You had to refrain from rolling your eyes again. “Well, Vancouver wouldn’t be so riled up if you would just shut your damn mouth sometimes.” you retorted. Although he was taller than you (just), on the ice, your twin brother was both tiny and annoying. He was also very good but there was no way you were telling him anything of the sort.
“Where’s the fun in that?” Mitch laughed.
“The fun is not getting ten million phone calls from mum every time someone tries to fight you.” you replied, with a hint of annoyance. Truthfully you were more worried than annoyed. Mitch might be a pain but if anyone so much as yelled at him, you were prepared to fight them yourself.
“Not my problem.” he teased, but sobered up under your frown. “Don’t worry, that’s why I’m friends with this guy.” he patted leaned across to Auston’s knee. “he has a scary war face. I saw it one time when we played the ‘yotes” Mitch faked a shudder. “I didn’t sleep for a week.” Auston shoved mitch lightly at that.
you rolled your eyes. “Auston’s the possibly one of the sweetest guys I’ve ever met, he couldn’t hurt a fly.” You glanced at Auston. “No offence?”
Auston shrugged and shook his head lightly, his cheeks tinted a light pink shade. “None taken.” Mitch laughed at this,waggling his eyebrows and making you elbow his ribs.
you nodded appreciatively at Auston. “Also, do not fight anyone for him.” you warned, glaring at your brother.
Mitch shook his head. “Stop being annoying. We’ll be fine. Now where’s your jersey?” he demanded.
“Right next to you, doofus. Are we going or not?” you replied.
In reply you received a jersey to the face.