When Lightning Strikes (Auston Matthews)
Word Count: 1523
Team: Toronto Maple Leafs
Warning/s: forbidden? kissing
How did you end up on the couch, leaning into your brother’s best friend? Auston had an arm draped around your shoulders and he was absentmindedly playing with your hair.
“I don’t like storms. But I think they are beautiful.”, you mumbled, watching another bolt of lightning cross the sky.
Mitch was still trapped at the Airport and Auston had refused to leave you alone during the storm, after he came to check up on you.
Which he did every day since Mitch had gone to London to visit Steph. You guessed Mitch had asked him to do it, but Auston didn’t seem to mind.
And now he was also trapped. His Apartment might be ten minutes away, but with that weather, he was trapped like everyone else.
“They are.”, Auston approved.
You turned your head to look at him, and you were surprised at how close you actually were. You didn’t say anything, just watched his eyes flicker from the glass slider to your face. When he realized you were looking at him, his gaze locked with yours permanently.
“Why the frown?”
You didn’t even know why you were frowning. Your face softened up and you shrugged. Maybe it was still about the check-ups.
“Dunno.”, you muttered. You bit your bottom lip lightly and turned back to the window, noticing the tension in the room. You had noticed it before, but never this intense.
“No. Tell me.”, he insisted, still looking at you.
“It’s nothing. It’s just… I was wondering if Mitch set you up to check on me.”, you admitted quietly.
You thought that at the mention of Mitch the tension would disappear. You imagined it to ruin the moment, but nothing happened. Instead, you locked eyes again, your gaze flickering to his lips as Auston opened his mouth to speak.
“No. He didn’t.”, was his simple reply, his voice low.
You wanted to look back to the window, but you couldn’t take your eyes from his. You were captured in the moment. Auston wasn’t breaking eye contact either. He was too busy staring into your beautiful eyes, very aware that he still had his arm around you.
It felt too good to be true. He knew he should probably go, or bring some distance between the two of you. But it felt so good to sit there with you, that he almost forgot that it was wrong.
Another bolt of lightning crossed the sky, lighting up the room for a split second. You could see it reflect in Auston’s eyes, but you didn’t turn to the window to look at it.
“So why did you come over then?”, you asked.
“I wanted to see you.”, he whispered.
Blood was rushing through your ears as your heart was beating twice as fast as it should.
The loud roar of thunder took you by surprise, sending a light shiver through your body. A smile tugged at the corner of Auston’s mouth.
It was time. He should really move away now. You should move away now.
But both of you didn’t.
Next thing you know, Auston is leaning forward. You don’t do anything. You just close your eyes and wait, ready for the tension to be released.
The touch of Auston’s lips on yours was like one of those lightning bolts that were still racing over the city. At first, he only moved his lips slowly, waiting for your response. But when you leaned in yourself and deepened the kiss, he allowed himself to move a little quicker.
Auston brought his hand up to cup your cheek, causing goosebumps to erupt on your skin. You brought both of your hands to his neck, pulling him closer to you. Your lips moved in Sync, almost like a little dance. It wasn’t long until Auston gently bit your bottom lip, asking for more.
You opened your mouth for him, as you felt his tongue slide into your mouth to collide with yours.
Your stomach was clenching as you felt your lungs, slowly running out of air. Like an hour glass that didn’t have any sand left to fall down. Auston held the kiss for a little longer, before he pulled away, resting his forehead against yours.
Both of you were gasping for air, hands still in place.
From your position, you stared down, trying to catch your breath. A few seconds flew by. Only then did you allow yourself to look up, to find that Auston was already looking at you.
“Y/n.”, he whispered.
Was he trying to tell you that you shouldn’t be doing this? Did he really think you didn’t already know?
You wanted to say something, but before you could do that, Auston had already put his lips on yours again. This kiss was much faster, skipping the part where you had to get used to it. You shifted your legs so you were kneeling on the couch, closer to Auston’s height.
Auston put his arms on your waist, letting them trail up and down your sides before he pulled you closer to him. With your bodies touching, Auston effortlessly shifted you forwards, away from your spot on the couch. He had his back leaned against the backrest, with you in his lap.
But like the first kiss, the second one had to end too, before it went too far. You knew you wanted more. And you could tell by the way he looked at you that he wanted the exact same, but that was something that you would definitly regret. So instead of kissing you again - the risk of the both of you giving in to what you wanted too big - Auston pulled you into his chest and repositioned himself so he was lying down.
You left your arms around his neck, his around your waist, as you rested your head on against his chest.
The slam of the front door was what woke you up. You didn’t even notice that you had fallen asleep. The steady noise of the rain had disappeared and there was no trace of thunder to be heard. The storms must’ve passed. You opened your tired eyes to see Auston’s black shirt, against which you had rested your head.
You were still cuddling on the couch.
A feeling of utter panic spread in your body, as your jaw dropped open.
What did you do? You had to think of something!
“Y/n? The storm’s over. I’m home.”, Mitch exclaimed in the foyer.
You scooted back, staring at sleeping Auston in shock. Your hand found its way to your lips. You had kissed him. If Mitch found out… oh god. Auston didn’t notice anything as you pushed yourself out of his arms and stood up, frantically looking around. The armchair!
You hurried over to the armchair as fast as possible, curling up with your back facing Auston. The beating of your heart was all you could hear. It was way too fast.
What did you do? You knew this would end badly. What if Mitch found out? What would he do? How were you supposed to act around Auston? How was he going to act around you?
You pressed your eyes shut tightly as you heard footsteps approaching. A muffled groan from Auston was the next thing you could hear.
“Mats? What the hell are you doing here?”, Mitch giggled.
“Marns!”, was the only thing Auston gulped out in shock before he caught himself.
“Uh… I was here last evening. I thought you were back. But the storm trapped me so Y/n said I should sleep on the couch.”, he lied.
You could hear the slightly guilty tone in his voice, which wasn’t exactly easing your panic. Oh god. You ruined everything.
Mitch’s long fingers closed around your arm gently, shoving you.
“Y/N/N, wake up. I’m home.”, he whispered.
Out of an instinct, you groaned, opening your eyes slightly, rubbing them. You gave your best impression of a yawn, sitting up in the armchair.
“When did you come back, Mitchy?”, you asked.
“Two minutes ago. I texted you, but I figured you’d still be asleep.”, Mitch explained. You opened your eyes fully, avoiding any eye contact with Auston, focusing on your brother instead.
“I was going to text Mats and wake you. But now that you’re already here, how ‘bout we go to that pancake house? I’m hungry.”, Mitch grinned.
“Uhuh.”, you gulped, sounding like you were approving.
“Sure. But I gotta stop at my Apartment first.”, Auston yawned.
“Cool.”, Mitch smirked, leaving the room to get rid of his duffle bag.
The second he was gone, you and Auston locked eyes. With wide eyes you motioned to where Mitch had disappeared, mildly freaking out. But Auston was looking more guilty than helpless, shrugging as he was totally unable to cope with the situation.
Both of you had no idea what to do.
You were so screwed.