Requested by anon: Hello!! I love your writing!! Do you kind writing a Auston Matthews imagine where he introduces the reader to his family and his mom doesn’t like the reader so she has to try to win her over?? Hopefully that makes sense!!! Thanks so much!!!
A/N: I’m so sorry it took so long, I’m awful. I hope you like it!
Word count: 1432
Warnings: None. I think. I mean, momma Matthews is mad.
“Oh my god (y/n), stop cleaning,” Auston
whines from his spot on the couch. “You are going to wear out the floors if you
I grunt, hitting his feet with the nozzle
until he gives in and puts his feet up on the table that I have just wiped.
“Auston, put your feet down!” I scold him
and he rolls his eyes, putting his feet on the floor after I’ve vacuumed under
“I don’t understand why are freaking out.
It’s my family, not the Queen of England.” He says, looking down at his phone.
Yeah, it is easy for him to say, but I’m
about to have a mental breakdown. I’ve been dating Auston for five months now
and it’s been great so far,ut when he told me that his family is coming to
visit from Arizona I got into full crazy mode. I’ve cleaned his house at least
ten times in the last three days, bought fresh flowers, changed all the sheets
and made beds for everyone, got snacks and food for everybody… And I’m more
anxious by the minute.
“I don’t have to impress the Queen of
England.” I mutter, dusting the top of the TV again.
“They are going to love you, (y/n).” Auston
says, getting on his feet and wrapping his arms around my waist while I
straighten a pile of pucks that are sitting on the TV stand.
“I hope so.”
I look at the mirror one last time, looking
for flaws on my outfit. Auston and I decided that it would be best for me to
meet his parents and sisters at dinner so he could spend time with them first.
We are going to Auston’s favorite steak house. I decided that a pair of jeans,
a nice blouse and booties would be an okay outfit, it was simple and it didn’t
scream I tried too hard.
“C’mon (y/n), you can do this.” I cheer at
my reflection, grabbing my keys from the small hooks on the wall and stepping
out my small apartment.
The steak house isn’t far away from my
place, so I decide to walk there. It only takes me ten minutes to get there and
I’m five minutes early… that’s good, right? I’m early… I didn’t make them wait…
I’m so worried about causing a good impression that I don’t even realize that
they are here until Auston touches my arm.
“(y/n).” My name rolls in his mouth, waking
me up from my trance. “(y/n), these are sisters, Alexandria and Breyana, and my
mom and dad, Ema and Brian.”
I smile, extending my hand to shake
everyone’s hands, but Breyana walks up to me and hugs me leaving me speechless
for a second.
“It’s so nice to meet you, (y/n). “ She
says, rubbing my back with her hands. “Auston doesn’t stop talking about you.”
I feel like I’m blushing and I give
everyone a shy smile, earning smiles from everyone but Ema.
“Let’s get inside.” Ema’s accent is thick, but
it is easy to understand.
I sit between Breyana and Auston, Ema in
front of me. We order our drinks and Auston and I give them time to choose what
they want from the menu; Auston and I already know what we want. I can’t help
it but to smile when Brian orders for Ema so she doesn’t have to repeat herself
if the waiter doesn’t understand her the first time around.
“So (y/n), what do you do for living?”
Brian asks, taking a sip of his beer.
“I’m a student.” I answer. “Sports
I don’t realize that I’m nervous until
Auston puts his hand on my leg to stop me from jerking it any longer. I look at
him and he gives me a reassuring smile, squeezing my thigh softly.
“Oh, so you are planning on working with
athletes! She could be your manager, Aus!” Alexandria says cheerily and I
smile, shaking my head.
“Auston doesn’t need a new manager.” Ema’s
voice is sharp; she almost sounds mad.
I look at her, trying to decipher if she is
actually annoyed or not. She is looking straight at me, a frown visible on his
“I actually want to work with teams, not
athletes.” I say, nervously playing with my rings.
“I’m sure that Auston could help you get
into the Maple Leafs team.” Brian comments and Ema’s frown deepens.
I’m sitting next to Ema watching the game.
Auston has got tickets for all of us, even thought I told him that it wasn’t
necessary, that I could get my own ticket. To be honest, I don’t want to be
here; I can feel Ema’s discontent with me from a thousand miles away. I’ve
tried to make her like me… not even like me, tolerate me, for the last three
days and nothing has worked.
The game is tied to one with only two
minutes left on the clock. I try to focus on the game, but I’m too busy trying
to be as invisible as possible, answering Brian, Breyana and Alexandria’s
questions with the smallest amount of words as I possibl can so I don’t say
anything that can upset Ema any further. I’m so focus on barely breathing that
I don’t even realize that Auston has scored until everyone have jumped off
their seats. I get on my feet and applaud, trying to ignore Ema’s disappointed
“I’m going to bed.” Auston says, getting up
from the couch where he is sitting and kissing my temple. “You staying?”
“No, I should leave.” I say, shaking my
head and he frowns but doesn’t say anything else.
“Good night, everyone.” He kisses his mom
and sisters good night and walks to his bedroom, shutting the door behind him.
Before I can get up and leave Breyana,
Alexandria and Brian excuse themselves as well and go to their rooms, leaving
me alone with Ema. I sit there, trying to figure out what to say or do.
“I think that you should go.” Ema says.
“For good?” I wonder, feeling sick on my
“Yes, before you hurt my son.” Her answer
stinks deep inside my soul.
“I would never hurt your son on purpose.” I
defend myself, getting on my feet. “I love your son.”
“You love his money, his fame and his
contacts.” Ema’s accent is even thicker when she is mad and I feel even sicker
“I have never asked him for anything, Ema.
Neither do I want him to find me a job.” I say, rising up my voice. “We met on
the coffee shop I work on. He kept coming and coming and coming, asking for a
large Americano and my number and he didn’t stop until I agreed to give him my
number and go on a date with him. Yes, I knew who he was, if I would have
wanted to take advantage of him I would have agreed to go on a date the first
time he asked.”
Ema and I stare at each other for what it
seems like years, trying to read each other’s expressions. It doesn’t seem like
Ema has anything else to say, so I grab my coat from the back on the chair it
is on and walk towards the front door when I hear her.
“(y/n)… you should stay.” She says and I
turn around. “I’m making churros for breakfast.”
I look at her again, but she seems sincere
so I nod and hang my coat on the entry’s closet and take my boots off, leaving
them on the shoe rack.
“Good night, Ema.” I whisper, realizing
that I’ve been yelling all the time.
“Buenas noches, mija.” She answers, giving
me a shy smile.
I open Auston’s door and step in, shutting
it behind me and leaning on it.
“Come here, baby.” Auston says from the
bed, patting the spot next to him. “My mom is scary when she is mad.”
“No kidding.” I say, taking my jeans off
and getting in bed besides him.
“Make your banana pancakes for her tomorrow
and she will fall in love with you.” He tells me, wrapping his arms around my
“That’s how I made you fell in love with
me?” I wonder, laughing softly.
“Pretty much.” He jokes and I hit his
chest. “I love you, (y/n). And my mom will love you too, just give her a little
time to stop being overprotective over his baby boy.”
“She won me over when she said churros, to
This isn’t really edited or proofread. Also sorry it took so long, and that it isn’t all that good
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If you make one more stupid pun, I will literally stab you
The train ride felt like it had lasted forever, and you could feel Ashton getting bored beside you. It was all in the way he sat, or more like he couldn’t sit still. Always bouncing a leg, changing positions or drumming on his thighs. Suddenly you felt his chin rest on your hoodie covered shoulder.
“That is soft material, is it girlfriend material?”
You could feel the heat rise to your cheeks, and a small smile creep onto your lips, but quickly covered it up. You could not let your best friend know you actually had a crush on him.
“Hey, there is a sale in my room tonight, clothes are a hundred percent off”
Ashton never did anything without having a purpose, but this all in all felt a bit ridiculous.
“Dude, what are you even doing”
“Don’t ‘dude’ me”
He lifted his head of your shoulder, only to meet your eyes. His hazel ones seemed to be shimmering with some kind of happiness you hadn’t seen in a while
“Do you have a map? cause I’m getting lost in your eyes”
Now you were starting to overthink this, this was just another one of his antics. And you felt a pang of hurt in your chest.
“Stop it Ashton”
But he didn’t seem to notice, because in a second he had grabbed your hand, which was freezing.
“You feel cold; you want to use me as a blanket?”
“If you make one more stupid pun, I will literally stab you”
Now this made Ashton stop. He almost looked a little hurt by the tone you voice carried.
“Sorry, I just, I don’t know.”
He sighted but turned around in his seat
Later that night, when you had reached the hotel, you found Ashton in the bed.
“Hey, um, I just wanted to apologize for earlier today. I didn’t mean to come off as rude.”
He turned around and looked at you.
“Don’t worry about it, I was being intrusive”
“I was though; I was just trying to find out if you actually liked me”
Something dropped in your stomach. Not ever did you want to hear Ashton doubt himself when it came to that, even if you were just friends.
“Of course I like you, Ash. You are my best friend.”
Then out of the blue, he stood up and took careful steps towards you. It was so unlike him, and his usually confident walk.
“That was wrongly worded, I love you, like I shouldn’t. Cause you only see me as your best friend.”
Overwhelmed with sudden courage, you took the missing step separating you form him. You kissed Ashton, with as much love you could muster. After the initial shock passed, and he started kissing back you felt like never before. You felt calm and complete, as much as you felt a wild fire spread through you. Too soon you both pulled away in need of air.
“Hey, by the way, are those guess jeans?”
You gave Ashton quizzical look.
“Cause guess who wants to get in them”
This time a laugh bubbled out of your throat before you could stop it.
I think one curious little thing is that we, at first sight, never get shown Viktor’s expression in this moment when Yuuri suddenly pushes him way, leaving many wondering how he actually responded to it
they did add his reflection in Yuuri’s eyes and it makes me cry because he’s SO CONFUSED AND HURT BY THE SUDDEN REJECTION
it just ties in so well with Viktor’s fear of rejection (I wrote about it here) where he desires emotional and physical closeness but fears being pushed away at the same time AND I JUST
PROTECT THIS MAN AND HIS SOFT HEART AT ALL COST
HE DESERVES ALL THE LOVE IN THE WORLD HE’S SO PURE
I’m so in love with the thought of Viktor guarding the depth of his heart and at the same time he wants nothing else but to have someone take care of it for him with all the love and care they can muster so he can give them all his love in return
it just makes me remember this line
I think Viktor’s heart is just as fragile as Yuuri’s but in a completely different way, instead fueled by Viktor’s loneliness and longing for someone to stay close to that would never leave him
I’M SO GLAD YUURI WAS ABLE TO TAKE CARE OF VIKTOR JUST AS MUCH AS VIKTOR CARED FOR YUURI AND THAT THEY BOTH FOUND LOVE AND HAPPINESS WITH EACH OTHER IN THE END