James van Riemsdyk #1 - Knight in Shining Armour
A/N: second one up! here we go
for the lovely @carey-pricemas who requested: Can I get a JVR one??? I like the damsel in distress thing but I dont really have a prompt XD Thanks love!
Warnings/Tags: minor language and alcohol mention. There is not any actual drinking in this or anything bad its very fluffy and cute. Enjoy!!
Tonight is not your night let’s just put it that way. You watched helplessly as your phone suddenly shut down, showing one last glimpse of the familiar apple logo on the screen before going fully black and unresponsive. Awesome. Now you are just standing out on the sidewalk of this too-fancy club that you didn’t even want to go to in the first place, left with nothing but your leather jacket, black pumps that are killing your feet, a dead cellphone, and no way to get home as your friends that you came to the club with had apparently left half an hour ago with their latest catches-of-the-day.
“Fuck” you say out loud this time, eyes closing and head banging back against the cold stone wall you were leaning on. You heard heavy footsteps approach and you steeled yourself to put some drunk guy looking for a hookup back in his place.
“Hey, are you alright?”
When you looked up, whatever spunky retort you had already formed suddenly got caught in your throat as soon as saw those beautiful blue eyes laced with concern. Your own eyes widened in surprise when you realized that none other than James van Riemsdyk, star winger for Toronto, was now standing in front of you, forehead creased in concern over your well-being and large hand resting cautiously on your upper arm. You think that you might just pass out.
You shake your head quickly to try and break yourself out of the trance and mentally slap yourself to stop gaping at the man like a fish. “Oh! yeah, um… my phone just died and my friends decided to go hook up with some guys without remembering that they were my rides home tonight so… not doing too well right now actually.”
“I just ordered an Uber, if you need a ride, you can share with me?” He raised his eyebrows ever so slightly, looking hopeful.
Wow, that face looks like a dream. “I would love that, thanks” you breathed out both from relief and nerves.
“My pleasure,” he smiled down at you “I think my mom would probably punch me if she found out that I didn’t help a beautiful damsel in distress like you.”
Your entire face blushed a deep shade of pink and quirked an eyebrow back, “Oh, the knight thinks he’s smooth, doesn’t he?”
“I try sometimes. I’m James by the way” he smiled warmly before swiftly taking one of your hands in his and kissing the knuckles, trying to continue the knight-in-shining-armor charade up for as long as possible.
“Pretty name for a pretty girl.” he smirked leaving you spluttering trying to process the compliment. Luckily you are saved from your own awkwardness when his phone buzzes in his pocket, “That’s our ride” He nodded in the direction of a car pulled up to the curb outside the club. As you walked as gracefully as you could manage after a full night of dancing in 5 -inch heels you felt his hand a warm, heavy presence on the small of your back making your face blush even more. “After you, lovely” he said as he reached to open the door for you to get into the cab before him
“Wow, handsome knight knows his manners too?” you questioned as he slid into the seat next to you before directing the driver where to go. James turned to you and you both started up a natural conversation, him asking you about what you were doing in Toronto and you asking him about what his life outside of hockey was. Before you knew it, the cab pulled up outside of your apartment building.
Still feeling the after-effects of the bar, you used up what remained of your liquid-courage and asked, “Hey James, could I have your number? Y’know, in case I ever need saving again?”
“Only if I get to take you out to dinner tomorrow night.” he smiled and handed you his phone.
“Yes!” you agreed, perhaps a bit too enthusiastic by the way that JVR chuckled to himself.
You handed him back his phone before sliding out of the car, “Goodnight my knight in shining armour.”
“Good night my princess.”
And in that moment, whatever was left of your heart melted.