Jack and Bitty spend 50% of their short time together asleep. Fits into @whoacanada‘s NHL!Bitty verse.
It had been a long ten day trip, and during that time Jack
had seen five states, his soon to be in laws, and two time zones in person. But
the roadie was finally over, he was home, and their first home game back was
against the Schooners, which meant Bitty would be here soon enough.
By the time Jack finally got the apartment door open, the
adrenaline keeping him up had completely faded. It was all he could do to lock
the door behind him and start taking off his suit.
He made into the bedroom and collapsed onto the bed, just in
his unbuttoned shirt and with his pants around his ankles. He would have stayed
like that the whole night, if there wasn’t an uncomfortable, squirming lump
underneath him, that squawked indignantly upon being flopped onto.
Summary: “The single biggest problem in communication is the illusion that it has taken place.” You think, after being alive for this long and leading an team of superheroes, Steve Rogers would’ve perfected his communication skills, but apparently, when it comes to women, he just likes to assume, and that is never a good thing.
A/N: Wow, I’m literally overwhelmed with the amount of positive response I got for the fist chapter, thank you guys so much for commenting/liking/reblogging!
Thank you @nathalieruaudel for letting me use you as the best friend, I love you