I wish this was off anon because this is the first request I’ve gotten, and to me that is very special. I sort of went off the topic a few times in this request, took it different directions, but I hope that is okay. In many of these, I just kinda went without how I think the gents would realistically work into it and act; I hope that shows though.
I also broke this up into two parts because this was just getting enormous; so keep your eyes out for Genji and Soilder 76’s parts soon. Thank you and enjoy! <3
A/N: This is gonna be like a 10 part (maybe?) thing. That’s if I even get any feed back on this. If not I’m just gonna cut it and pretend it never happened like I do best :)
Keg stands are fucking hard. You learned that the hard way the summer between eighth grade and high school. At the time you were new to the party scene like most of your peers. However, you were also new to that particular group of friends. While you were not a particularly outgoing person in middle school, people did know you. You were the quiet kid. At the time you mostly hung out with Tyler Down; partially because the two of you were neighbors and your mothers were friends and partially because you were too unsure of yourself to branch out and make new friends. However, halfway through eighth grade you finally developed breasts, and things started to change.
Marcus Cole noticed first. It didn’t take long until he pointed it out to any of the guys that would take the time to listen to him. The changes were small at first. Justin Foley smiling at you in the hallway. Marcus moving his seat closer to you in art. Then the changes began to be a little more invading. Zach Dempsey began sitting with you at lunch. He always asked you questions about your science class, and it seemed innocent enough. Then eventually all of them were sitting with you at lunch. Tyler was slowly forced out. His usual seat beside you filled by Kat. You two hit it off with each other well once you had a conversation that didn’t revolve around the school curriculum. She was quickly your first female friend and your biggest confidant.
By the end of the year, your friendship with Kat was solidified via friendship bracelets and matching nail polish. Being friends with Kat also meant being friends with the guys. With Justin and Zach being athletes, they already had friends in high school. Friends like Bryce Walker who had the money and the means to throw parties throughout the summer. At first, you were skeptical. You had barely been invited to birthday parties before, never mind house parties with a bunch of people you didn’t know. Kat managed to talk you into it, promising that if you didn’t like it, then you didn’t need to go to another one. But you loved it. It was better than you expected it to be. No one was criticizing you or expecting anything from you. Everyone was there to have a good time, and there was something you loved about that.
It wasn’t until the third party that you gave a keg stand a try. You’d seen other people, Kat even, do them before, but you just didn’t have it in you to give it a shot. By the third party, you were comfortable enough and drunk enough, to finally give into your curiosity. You barely lasted five seconds before you had to be put back down and another five before you threw up everywhere. Initially, you were mortified, but the feeling faded fast once you realized everyone else was clapping at your attempt. After that, you made it your mission to try and last a little longer at every party you went to.
Which is why you were currently being held upside down in Kat’s backyard.
“Y/N!” You hear Kat’s voice somewhere close to you. Letting your right leg begin to fall down, the guy holding your left leg lets go and takes a step back. Once both feet are on the ground, you take a moment to get your balance before turning to find your best friend. She is standing slightly behind you with a girl you have never seen before.
“This is Hannah! The girl I was telling you about.” She says while pointing towards the girl. The girl shifts from one foot to the other awkwardly and gives a slight smile.
“Ah, so this is the bitch trying to steal my best friend.” You snap. Hannah looks nervously at Kat before opening her mouth to try and defend herself. “I’m kidding Hannah. Kat’s not one to be claimed.”
“Fucking right!” She smiled and tilts her cup at you.
“I’m Y/N,” You hold out your hand to Hannah, who looks a lot less nervous.
“I’ve heard! A lot actually. I almost feel like I know you.” She says, “All good things of course.”
“Fucking better be, or I’ll have to kick Kat’s ass as a goodbye gift.” You state.
“Kick my ass?” Kat rolls her eyes, “After you abandoned me this summer? What kind of friend are you?”
“Abandoned? You make it sound like I wanted to go.” You reply.
“Where were you?” Hannah asks, “Kat never really explained.”
“Yeah, she likes to be vague,” You smile, “My mom was on one of her ‘spiritual enlightenment’ kicks and felt like the family wasn’t ‘connecting’ anymore. Whatever the fuck that means. She dragged us to some ridiculous family bonding seminar. Of course, we just had to stop to see my grandparents before coming back. It was hell on earth.”
“Her mom does this a lot.” Kat laughs.
“I’ll remember to keep my mom away from her then,” Hannah says.
“Trust me, you want to!” You smile.
“Y/N!” You jump as you feel a hand tap you on the shoulder. You turn to find Montgomery and Jamie standing behind you.
“Can I help you Monty?” You ask.
“Yeah,” He smiles, “You and Sheri owe us a rematch. Now.”
“You mean you want to get your ass handed to you again?” You smirk.
“Oh please. It was beginners luck.” He scoffs.
“Whatever helps you sleep at night Cruz.” You roll your eyes, “Where’s Sheri so we can wipe the floor with you asshats?”
“She’s already at the table.” Jamie nods his head towards where you knew the beer pong table is set up.
“Ladies,” You turn to Hannah and Kat, “I have some teenage boys to go humiliate, so you’ll have to excuse me.”
“I’m gonna go introduce Hannah to some more people okay? Kick some ass Y/N!” Kat smiles while linking arms with Hannah.
“I always do Kit Kat. I’ll see you two in a little while.” You wink, and you’re your way towards the table. Once there, you find Sheri ready to go, as promised.
“Ready to eat your words, boys?” Sheri smiles.
“You wish,” Monty laughs, “now let’s get this shit over with.”
A half an hour later you are inside dancing away your victory with Sheri. It was a close game, but Sheri managed to make the game winning shot. It didn’t mean much to you but watching Monty sweat it out brought you some kind of sick joy.
Speaking of sweat, you were hot. Too hot. The alcohol and the motion of the bodies pressed so close to you did not make for a good mix. You could feel the familiar feeling swirling in your stomach as you unwound your arms from around Sheri’s shoulders. She turns to you with a confused look. You only shake your head and smile.
“I have to go to the bathroom.” You yell to her. She nods and leans closer.
“Do you need me to go with you?” She says loudly so you can hear her over the music. You shake your head at her again.
“Nah I’ll be right back.” You say and turn toward the stairs.
Getting up the stairs is trickier than you thought it would be. Obviously, you had underestimated how much you actually had to drink. By the time you make it to the top of the stairs, you feel as though you had been walking for hours. The need to throw up has only intensified, and your body feels like it is on fire despite the warm breeze flowing through the windows. You turn towards the bathroom door to find it closed. You lean against it slightly and try to take deep breaths. As you lift your hand to knock the door, it begins to open, and you stumble in slightly. The motion causes bile to rise in your throat, so you push past the person, making it to the toilet just in time.
“Jesus.” You hear the person mumble with a slight laugh.
The voice sounds slightly familiar, but you don’t have time to think about it as another wave of nausea hits you. Suddenly you feel a hand pull your hair out of your face and another rub on your back soothingly. It took another minute or two to get yourself together before you leaned back and wiped your mouth with the back of your hand. You feel the person let go of your hair, but the hand on your back continues to move in circles. You take a deep breath before turning to look over at the person and only want to throw up all over again when you realize who is sitting next to you.
Jeff Atkins is fucking perfect. Perfect parents, perfect athlete, perfect body, perfect hair, perfect smile and perfect eyes. Perfect eyes that just witnessed you throw up in your best friend’s bathroom. To say you’re mortified would be an understatement. To say that half of the female population of Liberty High is in awe of Jeff is an understatement. And you are definitely one of them. But who could blame you? The kid is perfect.
“You ok?” He smiles. The hand on your back is still moving, and you have to force yourself to nod at him.
“Mr. Atkins. Always the gentlemen. I’m fine, thank you.” You smile and move to get off of the floor. He moves as well but doesn’t let you pass once you’re both standing.
“You sure?” He reaches out and puts a hand on your arm, “I can take you home if you want. I haven’t drunk anything tonight.”
“Thank you, but I’m sleeping here tonight.” You smile.
“Alright, but we should get you some water before you end up in here again.” You nod, and he turns so the both of you can make it out of the room. He notices you wobble slightly as you near the stairs and puts his arm loosely around your shoulders.
“Let’s not have you fall down the stair tonight.” He laughs. You can only nod and smile back, but on the inside, you’re screaming. You’ve changed a lot in the years since middle school but something about Jeff makes you feel like you’re 12 and unsure of yourself all over again. Typically, you’re able to cover it well with sarcasm and vulgarity but the embarrassment of him having seen you sick tonight has you rattled.
Once in the kitchen, he leans you against the counter and turns to grab a water bottle from the fridge. You see Kat and Hannah entering the kitchen from the front hallway and straighten yourself. They come up to the island just as Jeff sets a bottle down in front of you. You grab the bottle and begin to take large gulps.
“Woah,” Jeff laughs and lowers your hand, so you slow down, “I’d go easy unless you’d like to end up back in that bathroom.”
Kat raises an eyebrow and makes pointed eye contact with you. You only widen your eyes before nodding towards Jeff.
“You’re right. I should.” You say with a smile and look you at the bottle. Before he can say anything else and voice calls his name from the other room. You continue to stare down at the water bottle and try to ignore your heart beating in your throat.
“I gotta go. Keep drinking water and try not to be sick without me. Would hate for you not to have someone to hold all that hair back for you.” He smiles and brushes his hand along your lower back before leaving the room. You make eye contact with Kat again who has an even wider smirk on her face than before.
“Excuse me,” she starts, “but wha-“
“SO have you seen anyone you like yet Hannah?” You speak over her.
“Well,” she looks a little startled to have the attention turned to her so suddenly, “I’m keeping my options open.”
Kat only snorts before looking between the two of you.
“You’re both fucking idiots. We’ll talk about this later. Let’s go dance our asses off before I kick these assholes out.” She demands.
It’s after 3 am when the three of you climb into Kat’s bed. Not wanting Hannah to feel uncomfortable, Kat and yourself pushed to the back of the bed. After twenty minutes of drunken gossip and giggling, Hannah was the first of you to fall asleep. You and Kat laid there quietly for a few more minutes.
“I’m gonna miss you, Kit Kat.” You whispered.
“I’m gonna miss you too.” She whispered back. “But you’re going to text me every day and tell me every detail of your life. It’ll be like I’m not even gone.”
“It won’t be the same.” You mumble.
“You are going to be fine.” She moves closer and takes hold of your hand. “You and Hannah are going to be fine because you’re both strong ass bitches. You’ll have each other, and I’m just a phone call away.”
You laugh slightly and nod at her.
“So, what went down between you and Atkins in my bathroom tonight?” You can hear the teasing tone in her voice, and you feel your face heat up.
“Nothing,” You mumble out, “I threw up everywhere, and he helped me. No big deal.”
“Mhm,” She doesn’t sound completely convinced, “I totally believe that.”
“You have to. It’s all that happened.” You shrug.
“It’s gonna happen. And when it does, I’m gonna come back and give you the biggest I told you, so you’ve ever heard.” She said.
“Oh shut the fuck up.” You laugh, “Now can we go to sleep before the sun rises tonight?”
“You’re so boring. I guess.” She smiles and moves slightly closer to you, “I love you Y/N.”
“I love you too Kit Kat.”
It doesn’t take long before all three of you are sleeping.
As much as I love roadhog, I'm actually curious of seeing Junkrat spanking/fingering S/O for misbhaving purposely this time..
“You’re not the boss of me!”
You gave Jamie the biggest shit eating grin, your singsong-y voice humming through the rented home. Mako had left for some Intel gathering, leaving his crazy fellow Junkers to their own devices. His only rule was to not blow up the house. You swore to the man that you’d keep the place in the same condition he had left it in but that didn’t mean you couldn’t have a little fun.
Teasing Jamie was exciting, you’d two often get into playful wrestling matches or mischievous flirty fights. The both of you enjoyed the feel of the others skin, the rush that came with pinning or being pinned, teasing one another to a point of frenzied arousal. Both of you were kind of shameless with your flirting, not caring where you were or who saw you.
“Oh really”, Jamie fired back from across the room, his orange eyes glittering dangerously. “Why don’tcha say that to my face?”
You giggled, batting your lashes at him and shaking your head before taking off down the hall.
“Still not the boss of me”, you sang over your shoulder, squealing as you saw the Junker rush towards you.
You loved the design of this house; it was a ‘country style’ if you were told correctly. Three bedrooms, two and a half bathrooms, a huge living room and kitchen. The best part was that all the rooms were connected in one way or another, able to burst through one door and get into another hall or room. You grabbed the door frame as you ran full speed into the room, using the wall to change your direction giggling softly as Jamie skidded until he hit the bed.
“Can’t catch me”, you fired over your shoulder, tittering giddily.
“Keep it up sheila”, Jamison yelled after you, the room going quiet before he gave a maniacal chuckle. Honestly in your heart of hearts, you both completely acknowledged that he was fully in charge of you. But the power struggle was absolutely worth it.
You dashed back into the living room, bouncing on the balls of your feet as you turned to look into the hallway. You prepared to run, your brow scrunching up when you didn’t see the lithe, muscular Junker. You cautiously tip toed closer to the hallway you had just run out of, tilting your head to the side when you didn’t see or hear him.
You screamed as Jamie tackled you from behind, his arms tight around your waist as you both came crashing to the ground. You landed on your stomach with a huff, instantly starting to wiggle as Junkrat pinned you to the floor.
“Lookit what I got ‘ere”, he teased, his hands pulling both your wrists behind your back, pinning them with his right hand.
“Oh that’s cheating Jamie”, you groaned as you wiggled underneath him, his right hand surprisingly strong. “Lemme go~!”
“Ohhh”, Jamie teased, throwing your singsong voice back at you. “All that yabbin’, but look who is all tied up now!”
“Technically not tied up”, you said with a huffed giggle as you continued to try and get away.
“Mouthy aren’tcha”, Jamison said, a slight growl in his voice. You shivered beneath him, heat pooling into your core. That feral voice of his, the growling lower octave, did amazing things to your body. And he knew it too, laughing as he grabbed the edge of your dress and yanked it up. “Ohhh naughty girl!”
Your face burned as you shook your hips, your bare ass and wet pussy suddenly exposed to the air. You jumped as Jamison’s hand came down hard on your ass, your legs kicking hard, back arching. Jamie tittered delightedly, his hands squeezing your sensitive flesh before bringing his hand down once more. You bit down on your bottom lip hard, trying to silence your wanting moans. The searing heat radiating from his slaps made your pussy twitch, your hands clenching into tight fits.
“Ah ahh”, Jamie warned. You were loud and Jamison absolutely loved that; his hands dancing over your body and pulling needy, whining moans from your mouth. His hand kneaded your ass, your toes curling and thighs clenching as you tried to resist. “C’mon sing for me darl.”
His hand came down on your ass several more times, each hit stronger than the last. You finally let out a screaming moan, pressing your face into the hardwood floor as you panted and shivered. You cursed your masochistic nature, waves of pleasure crashing over your body, your thighs squeezing together to soothe some of the throbbing in your clit.
“That’s more like it”, he practically snarled, you could practically see the sneer on his face. He slapped your ass once more before two of his finger dove into your silken wetness. You choked on your moan as his fingers dove in and out of you, massaging your walls and rubbing at your g-spot. The muscles of your stomach tightened up, your body quaking as he began to forcibly push you over your edge. His fingers slowed down, Jamison bending over you and nipping hard at your ears and the back of your neck, giggling happily to himself. He licked from the back of your neck to your ear, his breath warm against your sensitive skin. You squeezed tight around his fingers, just trying to force the orgasm he wouldn’t give you. He was teasing you now, your whimpering moans the only sound you were able to make. “So…who’s in charge love?”
His fingers were moving just fast enough to drive you towards the end, but slow enough to not let you actually fall over. Stars and tears filled your vision as you twisted your head to the side, crying with the intensity of how close you were. With two words you knew he’d take you over the limit that you so desperately begged for.
Jamie’s fingers suddenly picked up the pace, a sob of joy wrenching from your lips as his thumb found your clit. You tumbled over the precipice, your vision going completely white, your eyes squeezing tight. You couldn’t hear the sound of your own moans bouncing off the wall, chanting Jamie’s name like a prayer. Jamie released your wrists, your arms flopping bonelessly to your side. Your head turned to the side to look at him, giving a whimper as he pulled his hand away from your soaked cunt.
“That’s right”, he said, giving his hand a long, carnal lick. He smacked his lips before giving you a wide grin. “‘M the boss!”
Summary: When Y/N finds her boyfriend cheating, her cousin Jo takes her out for some fun and she meets someone new.
Word count: 998
A/N: Ok so this is my first piece of writing and it probably sucks major ass. @impalaimagining is hosting a writing challenge so I finally had the balls to write something! Thanks to the wonderful @anotherwaywardsister for not only proofing my reading (see thats why I needed her to proof) writing but also fangirling over the gif with me and for endless encouragement!
Friday afternoon and you were on your seventh 12 hour shift of the week. Yes, seventh! Being an OB nurse during the month of November was insane.
Jamie came up behind you patting you on the back, “Gee, you’d think Valentine’s Day was nine months ago or something huh, kiddo??” She laughed and gave you a wink. “Go ahead and take today off early. You’ve busted your ass this entire week.”
You perked up and a smile covered your face.
“Seriously Jamie?! Thank you so much! I was planning on heading over to Jacob’s after since I haven’t seen him this week but hey, the earlier the better right??” You cried excitedly.
You closed your locker after grabbing your wallet and keys, practically skipping out of the break room. You headed into the elevator and pressed floor one. When the doors opened you saw it, Jacob’s hands on Rebekah’s waist and his mouth over hers.
You looked yourself over in the mirror for what felt like the millionth time. Should you even be doing this? What were you celebrating? Finding your boyfriend of six years loving up on your co-worker and best friend? At least you had thought she was.
You had called the only person who would put up with you as a humiliating and crying mess. Your cousin, Jo.
“Girl yes, we are going out! Nothing crazy, just my mom’s bar.” Jo chittered.
You scoffed at the suggestion, “Yeah like she wants to see me in a shit faced state.”
She sighed, “Look, you’ve been through hell. She won’t even be there, it’ll be one of the other guys taking care tonight because she’s out on a case. You deserve to have some fun for the first time in a long time.”
And there you were, still staring into the mirror examining your forty-five minute job of blending red and brown eyeshadow together. You had on a pair of wrangler jeans that hugged your bottom and thighs perfectly, matched with cropped tank top that read Led Zeppelin North American Tour 1968-1969 along with some bright red stilettos.
Jo burst through the door. “Dang girl, I haven’t seen that pretty Y/C/H hair curled in a long time! Let’s get going.”
Three hours and endless whiskey shots later you heard Best Of You by the Foo Fighters blare through the speakers. You looked at Jo and as a smile pulled across your face you began singing.
Were you born to resist or be abused?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
You swayed your hips and flung your head back laughing and you heard Jo cheer, “Sing it Y/N!”
Are you gone and onto someone new?
I needed somewhere to hang my head
Without your noose
You gave me something that I didn’t have
But had no use
I was too weak to give in
Too strong to lose
My heart is under arrest again
But I break loose
My head is giving me life or death
But I can’t choose
I swear I’ll never give in
As the last words of the verse slipped from your lips you felt a large hand on the small of your back. “Jo, why the hell haven’t I met this eye candy before? I’m Dean!” His voice shook you to the core and my god, the way his lips wrapped around that bottle.
“This is Y/N! She’s my cousin and just dumped her loooooser boyfriend” She cooed and you piped in, “Well he actually kind of left me? Since he was cheating on me” you nervously laughed.
His gorgeous, pearly white teeth showed when he smiled. “Well, looks like he was one hell of a dumbfuck.” He sat next to you “Next round is on me, that is if you’re willing to give me a date. Next Friday?” He smirked and took another delicious drink from his beer.
You chewed on your bottom lip, turning to Jo for approval. With a smile that you knew meant yes, you turned back. “Alright Dean, a date next Friday under the condition you make it worth my while.” you said with a wink.
He leaned into your ear and breathed against it, “Oh Y/N, I can promise it’ll be one hell of a night.”
You pressed your legs together trying to ignore the instant heat that flooded your belly. “You know, you are one beautiful lady.” He smiled as he tucked a piece of hair behind your ear.
You giggled as you had the strongest urge to lean in and kiss him, and you did. Your lips crashed against his, desperately wanting him to kiss you back. You had no idea what had gotten into you, other than the whiskey. You had just gotten out of a six year relationship and here you were, kissing some stranger.
You pulled away “I-I’m sorry. You’re just so gorgeous an-“ Dean cut you off with pressing his warm, soft, and whiskey ridden lips against yours. But it was different. It wasn’t hungry, or lustful. It was sincere and sweet. He pulled away and smiled at you “Hey sugar, let’s leave the sugar for another night and get you home. It’s almost 2 a.m. and I don’t want you thinking I’ll take advantage.”
You unwillingly obliged, especially when Jo wrote your address and phone number on a napkin. You had neglected to notice the whiskey in your system was taking a toll until now.
You were passed out by the time he had gotten you home so he carried you into the doorway of your apartment, exhausted from the two flights of stairs he hauled you up.
Setting you underneath the covers he sighed “Damn, I would’ve loved to have some of you tonight but this is different. You don’t seem like an easy fuck that I’d be able to forget.”
Bucky sat on the floor of the jet beside you, resting his hand softly on your knee. “How are you holding up, doll?”
“I feel like I can’t breathe,” you admitted quietly, and Bucky’s arms wrapped around you, pulling you onto his lap and holding you close to his chest.
The familiar voice echoed down the hallway, and you felt anger ripple through you. You felt Bucky’s hand on your elbow holding you back, and you could see the worry in his eyes. “Don’t you dare tell me to stay behind you, Jamie. He’s /mine/.”
“Wouldn’t think of it,” he said quietly. He let of your elbow and set his hand softly against your cheek. “Just be safe.”
“Always am.” You started down the hallway, sliding your gun back into it’s holster and pulling your knife from it’s place. The man’s voice reached your ears again and you crept around the final corner. your vision faded as you caught sight of the man you were here for — the man who had torn you from your life a year before. He was alone in the room, his phone in his hand.
You lunged toward him, knocking him onto his stomach. His hand twitched toward his holster and you took hold of his hair, which was longer than it had been before, you smashed his head against the concrete floor.
Hands grabbed your arms and you turned away from the man on the floor, fighting against whoever was trying to hold you back. Arms wrapped around your body and held you still as you thrashed, desperate to escape. “Hey, hey, calm down,” Bucky’s voice broke through the haze of anger that that surrounded you. “He can’t hurt you anymore. I’ve got you, baby. You’re safe now.”
Your muscles grew slack as exhaustion overwhelmed you, the adrenaline fading as suddenly as it had come. Bucky stood up, keeping you in his arms, and walked from the room as you began to sob. “He can’t hurt you anymore, baby. No one will ever hurt you again.”
He held you gently, running his fingers through your hair as you slept. Steve had told him not to bring you on the mission, but Bucky couldn’t leave you behind. Bucky was the one that eased you back to sleep when your nightmares tore you from sleep. For the first time in weeks, you slept peacefully in his arms as the jet took you home.
Request: @bitch-marner- Since we’re mutuals now, I feel comfortable requesting :p could you possibly do a cuddly off day with Jamie benn? Pls and thanks :))
I am so sorry that it took so long to post! Also, a huge thank you to @annalahey for proofreading this for me.
Off days had always been your favorite, they were days when you got your boyfriend Jamie all to yourself. You were currently lying in bed with your head rested on Jamie’s chest with his arm wrapped around you securely.
“This is nice,” he places a soft kiss on your lips.
You quietly hum against his lips, “It’s different.”
“Good different?” Jamie asks, twirling a strand of your hair between his fingers.
“Very,” you give him a small smile.
The two of you lay there for a few more minutes before Jamie decides he has different plans, “Let’s have a movie day.”
“I was comfortable,” you groan as he moves out from underneath you.
“I’ll be right back. What movies do you want to watch?” he asks walking towards the door.
You bury your head under your pillow and let out a muffled, “I don’t care.”
“So I can get all horror movies?” he questions, already knowing damn well what your will be.
You shot up from your spot on the bed, “Don’t you dare, Benn.
"He holds his hands up in surrender, "Don’t worry, I would never do anything to scare the princess.”
“Shut up,” you mutter, rolling out of the bed to follow Jamie to the kitchen.
“She can actually move? That’s a shocker,” he teases as he leans down to kiss you.
You quickly turn your head and walk past him, “I don’t think so.”
He chuckles slightly, “Is that so? Maybe I should just call Tyler and see what he’s doing?”
You stop dead in hour tracks, but then decide to keep moving because you know it’ll drive Jamie crazy.
“He did mention that we needed to get together more often,” Jamie states simply, “He said since we stared dating that him and I haven’t hung out as much.”
“That’s probably true,” you nod as you open the fridge.
“He’d watch horror movies with me,” Jamie walks up behind you and closes the door you had just opened.
“You don’t even like horror movies. What do you want to do, cuddle with him?” You let out a laugh and slip around Jamie.
“No!” Jamie’s answer comes immediately.
You give him an amused glare as you place a bag of popcorn into the microwave. “What do you want to drink?” you make your way over to the fridge to retry the task Jamie ruined earlier.
Before you can process things, Jamie lightly shoves you out of the way, a small pout evident on his face, muttering he would get the drinks.
Often times when you would tease him about Tyler, this would be his response. You have become accustomed to it by now that it doesn’t bother you to the least. Jamie and Tyler were extremely close friends, you couldn’t help but take any and every opportunity you could to joke around with him of the fact.
“Hey,” you say as he walks up to the counter, “I love you.”
He glares at you as he gathers up the drinks, not saying a word. He takes the drinks into the other room, when he returns there is a small smile evident, but he tries to play it off. You were going to break down his wall one way or another, and you were doing it quite quickly. You make your way over to him and give him a slight nudge to the hip. Jamie let’s out a slight laugh, but quickly masks it with a loud cough.
“You’re a pest,” he mutters as places his hands on your hips.
Imagine Mike accidentally telling your family you’re pregnant before telling you
(A/N: Slightly unbelievable but I thought it was a funny idea. Came to me dream actually. I hope you all enjoy regardless of how bad it probably is!)
Imagine Mike accidentally telling your family you’re pregnant before telling you
“Hey Y/N!” You heard your brother Jamie call from behind you, “Wait up!”
You quickly turned around to see him jogging towards you. You both worked at the same station and you were coming back from interviewing a witness. So you were walking down what was an empty corridor heading back to the squad-room.
“What’s u…?” You went to ask as he reached you only to be interrupted.
“Hey Jamie, can I talk to you for a second?” Mike asked, after suddenly appearing behind you.
You watched utterly confused as Mike flashed you a quick smile before walking over to Jamie and leading him away from you by putting his arm around his shoulder. They walked away enough that you couldn’t hear what they were talking about. You narrowed your eyes suspiciously at them as you listen to the indecipherable whispers. You waited expectantly for an explanation as they finished and turned back to you.
“So, what’s going on?” You asked, folding your arms and eyeing them up when they turned back around to look at you, with suspicious smiles on their faces.
This is Part 2 of the Jamie Benn #3 here. There will be a third and final part. :)
Word count: 896
Locking yourself inside Tyler Seguin’s downstairs bathroom
was not a good idea. It didn’t only make you look like you were hiding from
Jamie Benn – which you were – but it also made you look like you were taking a
dump – which, let’s be honest, is not far from the truth, what with the
rumbling and tumbling that’s been going on in your belly.
Three loud knocks sounded before Tyler’s voice filtered in,
“I’m gonna pry you out of there.”
“I can’t wait to meet him.” Jamie smiled, leaning down to kiss your stomach delicately.
“Or her.” You giggled, winking as he stood up.
“Yes, or her.” He flashed you his shy grin and chuckled, “How should we tell everyone that we’re gonna have a little person?”
“Oh god, I have no idea.” You mumbled, you made your way over to the couch. “We could just call, but that doesn’t really seem personal.”
Jamie followed, taking a seat beside you, “Yeah, who do you want to tell first? I know my mom would be crazy excited.” His cheeks blushed, “We could tell your family first if you wanted to, I don’t care, I just know my mom has been wanting a grandkid forever.” He laughed nervously.
You kissed his shoulder and smiled, “We can tell your family first, I don’t mind.” You looked up into his soft puppy eyes and smiled. You still couldn’t fully grasp that you were pregnant, that you were actually having a baby with the man of your dreams. You and Jamie had only been married for 2 months, you hadn’t even meant to get pregnant.
“Maybe we could fly out there?” He said timidly, uncertainty in his voice.
Your brushed up against him, “You don’t have to be so nervous to talk about it, Jame.” He smiled as you grabbed his hand, “I think it’d be a cute idea to fly out to your mom, we could totally surprise her if you wanted.” The thought of it started to make you excited. “Maybe we could like make a special breakfast and somehow incorporate something baby related? Like, we’d do pancakes and spell out baby?”
Jamie laughed at your idea, kissing the top of your head. “That’s a cute idea, baby. We could also buy something too, that like says “you’re going to be a grandma!” or something along those lines.” He smiled. You could see the excitement start to build in him, the way his cheeks blushed, his smile grew larger, his voice moved faster. It gave you a sense of relief, you were glad to see that having a baby wasn’t scaring Jamie at all, in reality it was bringing you closer to him.
“Okay, mister, we need to buy plane tickets right now.” You said, excitement in your voice. You leaped off the couch, grabbed your laptop, and ran back to him. You plopped down back on the couch and flipped open your computer. “Do you think we could fly out early tomorrow? Or maybe even the last flight today.”
“Tonight so we can actually make her breakfast tomorrow. We should probably also pick something about, I have no idea what it’d be but I mean, something that says “hey, we’re pregnant” or something.” He smiled sweetly.
“Oh babe.” You said as you scrolled through airline tickets, “I saw this adorable way to tell someone we’re pregnant on pinterest.”
“Oh yeah, what is it?”
You pushed your laptop to the side, “Okay so they made this little like oven box thingy and made little bite sized cinnamon rolls that had a little sign that said “we’re pregnant” on it, so it’s like a play on the whole bun in the oven. I don’t know if that’s something you want to do but it seemed really cute and your family would totally get a kick out of it.”
Jamie laughed quietly, “Y/N, that sounds great and I love it. It’s sort of weird but original, I think they’d enjoy it. Who all are we going to give it to? Just my mom?”
“Yeah, your dad and siblings will be around, yeah?”
“I can tell them to fly out next week, we can make it a huge family gathering.” He laughed, kissing you softly. “I’m so excited for everyone to meet our little baby.”
“So am I.” You giggled, returning his kiss. “We’re also going to have to tell my family, your team and all of the fans.” You laughed.
“Do you think your family could fly out to us next week?”
You raised an eyebrow, “Probably not, no. We’ll just tell your family next week, mine next, our close friends and then fans. Does that sound okay?”
He smiled, “It sounds great.”
“Perfect.” You winked, placing your laptop back on your legs, “Okay, I’m going to book plane ride for Friday at 11 a.m., that okay?”
“Yeah, I’ll text Jordie right now.” He got up off the couch to retrieve his phone.
That whole week you could barely hold in your excitement, you wanted to tell everyone. “I’m so excited to see people’s reactions when we tell them.” You giggled as you got off the plane in Victoria.
“I know, babe, I’m sort of getting nervous.”
“Don’t, Jame, you know that they’ll be crazy excited.” You laughed, grabbing his hand to comfort him. “Are Jordie and Jenny already here?”
“Yeah, they got in yesterday, Jordie is actually picking us up.”
“You didn’t tell him, did you?” You squeezed his hand as you made your way over to baggage claim.
“Of course, I’m excited to see his reaction when we tell him.”
“Me too!” Jamie grabbed the large suitcases for you, you kissed him in return. As you waited for Jordie to arrive the nerves started to kick in, you were still excited, but reality was starting to hit. You were going to be a mom, Jamie was going to be a dad. You laughed quietly, Jamie gave you a skeptical look.
“Don’t be going crazy on me, dear.”
You laughed again, leaning your head against his arm, “I’m not, I’m just thinknig about how crazy all this is. It’s really hitting me again, y’know, like we’re going to be parents.”
“We’ll be damn good ones.” He smiled, kissing the top of your head gently, “Everything will be okay, y/n. I promise.”
The car ride home with Jordie was filled with laughter and memories, it made you excited to tell Jordie he was going to be an uncle.
“You two seem way too giddy.” Jordie laughed as he pulled into his parent’s home. You smiled as he pulled in, it was such a beautiful house, you couldn’t wait for your daughter or son to spend their long summer days playing in the yard.
You laughed, “We’re allowed to be giddy.” Jamie looked behind at you and winked, you smiled back. As the boys unloaded you greeted his family, and in a sense, your family now that you were married.
“I’m so happy you could come out!” Heather smiled, pulling you in for a hug, “You look so beautiful.” She smiled.
“It’s great to see you.” You smiled, “We’ve been wanting to come out here for a while, I’m sure Jamie has missed it here.”
“He seems pretty happy with you.” She laughed, “Are you hungry, dear, we were right about to make some dinner.”
“Dinner would be great.” You confessed, “Do you need any help?”
“Oh no, just come in the kitchen and keep me company.” She smiled, you followed as she made her way back, “So tell me, how have you two been?”
“We’ve been really great, married life is treating us well.” You laughed, “Everything is honestly really perfect.”
Heather smiled as she started chopping vegetables, “Well just wait till you have kids, dear, your life will have more meaning than you ever thought imaginable.”
You smiled down at the floor, you wanted so bad to just tell her now, but you knew you had to wait for Jamie.
“What are you two to talking about in here.” Jamie appeared in the doorway, a huge smile on his face, the small oven box in his hands. “Mom, I’ve missed you.” He handed you the box and went to hug his mom. “Where is Jen and dad?”
“They’re in the garage trying to fix something, you can call them in if you want.”
“I’ll go get them right now.” He smiled, kissing you as he left.
You saw Heather smiling as he kissed you and walked off, “You two are so in love, it’s written all over your faces.”
Your cheeks turned a bright red, “Yeah, it’s something pretty great.” You laughed nervously.
You heard voices come from the garage, “Okay, guys, sit here. Mom, come here, here, sit over there. Yeah, right here.” He pointed to seat in the center oft the table, everyone was surrounding here. You giggled as Jamie took charge, you could see how bad he just wanted to tell them. “Y/N, you can give it to her.” He whispered quietly, kissing your lips softly, his felt his mouth curl into a smile. “I love you.”
“I love you too.”
“What is all this about?” Heather asked, confused by what was happening.
“This may explain it.” You handed her the small paper oven, you leaned against Jamie, he wrapped his arms around you, kissing your ear softly.
“Holy shit.” You heard Jordie laughed as Heather opened the box to expose the little cinnamon roll with the words. “We’re having a baby!”
A tear rolled down Heather’s eyes as she leaped up and pulled the two of you into a hug, “Oh my god, I can’t believe this. I am so happy for you!” She squeezed the two of you, “I am so happy right now, my god.” She laughed.
“Surprise.” Jamie laughed, hugging his mom back.
“Damn man, good luck.” Jordie laughed as he hugged the both of you.
You giggled, “Good luck to you too, babysitter.”
Jordie rolled his eyes and laughed, “I’m going to be the best uncle this kid will ever have.”
Jamie laughed as he kissed the top of your head and smiled, “We’ll believe it when we see it.”
“I’m glad we told them finally.” You whispered once everything got back to normal, you still heard Heather talking about all her future plans with the baby, your face was starting to hurt by how much you were smiling.
“I know, I am too.” He bent over and kissed you. “I love you y/n and I love you baby Benn.” He laughed.
Hello! Just as a heads up, I have an extremely bad habit of being sidetracked by various other things online [like my current watching of House, M.D. where I’m emotionally unstable in season 6], so don’t be too discouraged if I don’t post in like one or two days.
ALSO: I am focusing myself on doing requests from players on teams other than Dallas Stars after this one since I’ve done like five Seggy’s, one Jamie x Seggy, & now one Jamie (even though it has Tyler in it). Which shouldn’t discourage sending Dallas Stars/Seggy/Jamie requests since I only have a few from other teams.
Anyways, hope you enjoy & thanks for reading!
Hey! I hope your asks are still open. Could you do a Jamie Benn where you are moving into your first house together? Thanks!
“And watch your –” Jamie groaned and you giggled, completely blind to everything with his hands covering your eyes.
“I love how you’re my guide and you somehow manage to hurt yourself,” you teased, slipping your hands over his and trying to pry them off to see what the damage was.
His hands only tightened as he chimed, “Nuh, uh, uh. This is still a surprise. I just…” His voice trailed off as he twirled you around and pressed your face into his chest, so he could pull a hand away and attend to his injury.
You managed to pull away a little, but he pressed the back of your head. “I just want to check,” you muffled against his chest.
His laughter met your ears while he slipped his arm around your waist. “I’m fine,” he dismissed. “I just really don’t want to ruin the surprise. It’s supposed to be perfect.” He turned you back around and covered your eyes before you could even capture a glimpse.
“You know I hate surprises,” you groaned. “This must’ve been Seg’s idea.”
“It was,” you heard the chime from behind and rolled your eyes under Jamie’s hands.
“Ignore him,” your boyfriend muttered and kissed your bare shoulder. It was summertime and you were wearing the black tube dress Jamie took a particular liking to. You didn’t expect his best friend to tag along. “He’s just here to help with a few finishing touches after you see the house and inside.”
“Good. I was planning for us to be alone,” you muttered back and he kissed your shoulder again, saying, “I could tell.”
“You guys, please,” Tyler exclaimed from behind. “Jamie, I don’t bang my hookers in front of you, so don’t bang yours in front of mine.”
“I’m just kidding, Y/N!” Tyler quickly said, sounding nervous and jittery. “You know, if you were a hooker, you’d, uh, be the prettiest one –”
Jamie snorted and continued to lead you along the sidewalk until he pulled you into a stop. “Ready? One… two… three…”
Your hands immediately shot up to your mouth while Jamie gripped your hips, pulled your back against his chest, and rested his chin on your shoulder. It was the adorable, white split-level house you joked on many occasions you wanted to get whenever you and Jamie passed it on the way from your old apartment building to the arena or his old apartment. Well, not joked – you wanted it, but never thought Jamie would be crazy enough to actually buy it.
“You like?” Jamie inquired, nervousness underlying his voice.
“You did not buy this house. Is this a prank?” You twirled your head around to look over at Tyler, who stopped beside you guys. “I will kill you if this was a prank.”
He cocked an eyebrow at you. “What if it was Jamie’s prank?”
“It would’ve been your idea and you made that hooker’s comment. Plus, I like Jamie more, so…”
“It’s not a prank,” Jamie interjected, kissing your neck. He pulled slightly back and looked over at his best friend. “Stop starting fights you know you’ll never win.”
Tyler pouted and kicked a pebble on the ground. “It works on the ice.”
“For Jamie,” you chimed, sliding his hands from your hips to around your waist for a better hold of them. You looked up at Jamie and smiled, whispering, “I love it.”
He pressed his lips against yours and you turned around to wrap your arms around his neck. It wasn’t hard to forget about Tyler standing there as you now had your legs around your boyfriend’s waist and one of his hands cupping your butt and the other one caught in your hair.
“Why don’t we get the mattress in before you two have sex on the sidewalk?”
You pulled your lips away and smirked over at Tyler while Jamie’s face turned red, unable to meet Tyler’s eyes. “Sounds like a fun idea,” you chirped, jumping down and straightening out your dress. “You two do that while I explore the house.”
“Y/N –” Jamie reached out, but you were already up the stairs and into the foyer, exploring each room.
By the time you finished the first two floors, all you had was the third floor where the master room and one of two guest rooms were located. You stopped at the bottom of the stairs and grinned up at Jamie, who was mirroring your facial expression.
You climbed up the stairs and mock pouted. “Aw, boo. I’m offended with how eager he was to leave. I would’ve offered him to stay for dinner.”
The moment both your feet hit the top floor, you found yourself pressed up against the wall beside you with Jamie’s lips on yours and his hands wandering about. When you two momentarily pulled away for air, he breathed, “Thank godyou didn’t.”
“Wanna go check out that new bed you two just put in?”
You giggled when an eager grin spread across your adorable boyfriend’s face and he – just as adorably eager – led you to the bedroom.
(The house since I didn’t feel like describing it. I know, such a bad writer… -smacks hand-)
“Okay, guys. Y/N is coming in here and I want you all to make her feel at home. But don’t like…creep her out or anything.” I tell the guys, using my captain voice, looking at all of them to make sure they got the message. A few of them nod in response. I nod once again and then walk back out into the hallway, where Y/N is casually leaning against the wall, surveying her surroundings.
“Hey.” I quietly say, approaching her. She looks over at me and offers me a smile that makes my heart explode. “Ready?” Y/N nods and tucks a loose strand of her hair behind her ear. I lead her into the locker room and the guys all echo a round of hellos and nice greetings.
“Uh, Jamie? Coach Ruff wants to see you.” Our assistant coach, James Patrick, tells me. I nod and make sure that Y/N will be alright by herself for a few minutes while I’m gone. Of course, she said she will be. I nod once and then exit the room to find Coach.
Your Point of View
“So, Y/N, how long have you lived in Dallas?” Someone asks you. You turn to your right and see a smiling Tyler Seguin.
“For about six years. I attended school here.” You say, grinning back. You had already met Tyler a few times before, but he wanted to make sure you didn’t feel awkward. Which you were extremely happy for.
You spent the next few minutes chatting with some of the guys when somehow the conversation drifted to going out on the town.
“Yeah! Why don’t you come with us?” Tyler asks, throwing an arm around your shoulder and pulling him closer to him. You knew he didn’t mean anything by it; that it was just a friendly gesture, but unfortunately, Jamie did not.
Jamie walked in at the exact moment that Tyler was pulling you closer to his chest.
“What’s going on?” Jamie asks, walking up to you. More venom in his voice than you had ever heard before.
“We were just making plans to go out. They invited me along with him.” You squeak out, looking at your hands and suddenly feeling very small.
“Can I talk to you in the hallway?” Jamie asks, very tightly. You nod once and stand up, not making eye contact with anyone. You almost feel like a child being scolded for doing something they weren’t supposed to.
“What was that all about?” You ask Jamie, once the lockerroom door shuts behind you. You turn around to face him when you’re suddenlyy being pressed up against the wall.
“Because you’re mine, and I don’t like to share.” Jamie firmly presses his lips to your and you hungrily kiss him back.
“You have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to do that.” You pant out, with a slight smile on your lips. Jamie smirks and kisses you once again, more gentle than before.
“Oh thank god, finally!” Someone cheers behind Jamie and you peer over his shoulder to see Tyler and a few other teammates standing there with shit-eating grins on their faces.
“Oh fuck off!” Jamie flips them off without breaking eye contact with you. You lean up and kiss him once more, feeling happier than you have in a really long time.