warnings - 18+, unprotected sex, multiple creampies, Newy just being needy <3
I wrote this after game 7 against buffalo.. horny thoughts went crazy
Overtime. Game 7. 2-2.
You're on the couch and you can't breathe. Like actually can't breathe. Alex gets the puck at center ice and your heart just stops.
He's flying. Weaving through Buffalo's defense and fuck, you can see it. The way he's moving. He's gonna shoot.
The goalie's set. Everyone's frozen.
Alex shoots.
Time gets weird. The puck's spinning and you're holding your breath and then
Net. Light. Horn.
The place goes fucking insane.
Alex rips his helmet off and screams. You're screaming too, jumping off the couch. His teammates are all over him, dog pile on the ice, and the announcer's losing it. "ALEX NEWHOOK! MONTREAL WINS GAME 7” The camera zooms on his face. He's sweaty, hair stuck to his forehead and his eyes. Jesus. That look.
Something in your stomach clenches hard. You squeeze your thighs together.
Fuck. He's gonna be insane tonight.
2 AM. You hear his key in the lock.
You've been up. Couldn't sleep if you tried. You showered like an hour ago, threw on his Canadiens jersey. Nothing else. TV's still on his goal playing over and over. His interview where his voice was all rough and he kept looking at the camera like he was looking for you.
The door opens.
He's still in his suit. Tie loose, shirt unbuttoned at the top. Hair damp and there's this energy coming off him. Wild. Barely contained.
Then he sees you and his eyes go dark.
"You waited up." Voice already wrecked.
"Yeah." You stand. His eyes drag down your body and stop. "You were amazing."
He crosses the room fast. Three steps and his hands are on you, pulling you against him. He's already hard. You can feel it through his pants and he's shaking.
"I need you." He's breathing against your ear. "Fuck, I need you so bad. Been thinking about you the whole fucking game. Every shift. I couldn't focus. Just wanted to get home"
"Alex." Your hands slide up his chest. His heart's hammering. "I'm here."
He kisses you hard. Messy. All tongue and teeth. His hands slide under the jersey and he gasps against your mouth. Whole body shudders.
"Nothing-" He can barely talk. "God, baby, nothing underneath? You're gonna fucking kill me"
"I want you," you tell him.
His knees actually buckle. Just a little. But you feel it.
"Please." Forehead pressed to yours. Hips grinding. "Please, I need…I need to be inside you. Need to feel you. Fill you up. I can't—can't wait—"
You've never seen him like this. So desperate.
"Bedroom," you start to say but he's already lifting you. Your legs wrap around him and he stumbles. Actually trips over his own feet. Too worked up to walk straight. You can feel him hard against you through his pants.
"Can't." He presses you against the wall in the hallway. "Need you now. Right now."
His hands are shaking. Fumbling with his belt. Breathing hard, these short desperate gasps. You try to help and your fingers tangle with his. Both of you are clumsy and frantic. When he finally gets his cock out thick and hard and already wet at the tip he lines up right there.
"No condom." He's looking at you wild eyed. "Please, baby, I need to feel you. All of you. Need to fill you up. Please, please say yes"
"Yes alex”
He pushes in before you finish saying it.
Fuck. The stretch. It's….god. Intense. He's not gentle. Can't be. Too desperate. Bottoms out in one thrust and freezes. Trembling all over. This broken sound falls out of his mouth.
"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck." Face buried in your neck. "So good. So tight. Wet. I can feel everything. I feel you squeezing me. I'm not—I can't—"
He starts moving. Fast. Desperate. Hips snapping forward hard and the angle's so deep. You can feel every inch. Every ridge. The heat of him bare inside you.
"Need to fill you." Voice breaking. "Come inside you. Fill you so deep. Been thinking about it all night. Please, please"
"Yes." Your nails dig into his shoulders. "Give me everything"
He whimpers. Rhythm gets sloppy. "Its too good. gonna come already. Can't help it. Need to—"
"Do it." You clench around him.
That's it. One more deep thrust and he stills. Cock pulsing as he comes with this broken cry. You can feel it. The warmth. The way he throbs. It sets you off too and you clench around him, milking him.
"Fuck, yes." He's grinding deeper while he comes. "Take it. All of it. Want you full."
He stays inside while you both try to breathe. Still shaking. He's still hard somehow.
"Bedroom." He finally manages. "Need…need you in bed. Need to do this right. Fill you again."
"Again?" But you can feel him getting harder.
"Again and again." He's carrying you this time. He doesn’t pull out. "Gonna fill you all night. Im gonna make sure you're dripping."
He lays you on the bed. Pulls out. You both watch his cum start to leak out. His eyes go almost feral.
"Fuck, look at that." Fingers immediately push it back in. "Look how full you are. Not enough though. Need to give you more."
He's fully hard again. Gets between your thighs, looking down at you with those desperate eyes.
"Can I?" Already nudging at your entrance. "Please baby? Need to be inside you. Need to fill you more. I can't think straight"
"Yes." You spread wider. "Take what you need"
He pushes in smoothly this time. You both gasp. You're so wet now.. your arousal and his cum…he just slides in.
"Oh god." Starts moving right away. "So wet. Messy. Can feel myself inside you. I can feel how full you are. gonna make you fuller."
Slower this time. More deliberate. But just as desperate. Each thrust deep and grinding against that spot that makes you see white.
"So deep," you gasp. Hands gripping his arms.
"Need to be deeper." Hooks your legs over his shoulders. Changes the angle. "Need to be so deep. Fill the deepest parts. Need you to feel me for days."
The new angle has him impossibly deep and you cry out. Back arching.
"That's it baby. Eyes locked where you're joined. "Take me deeper. Let me fill you. You're so fucking perfect. Made to take me. Made to be filled by me."
His dirty talk is making you insane. Another orgasm building already.
"Touch yourself." Voice rough. "Wanna feel you come on my cock while I fill you"
Your hand slides between you and finds your clit. The extra sensation makes you clench and he whimpers. Hips stutter.
"Like that." Voice breaking. "Gonna come. Gonna fill you. Can't stop. Need to give you everything"
"Alex." Fingers moving faster. "I'm close."
"Me too." Gasping. "Come with me. Please. Need to feel you come while I'm- need it so bad, please-"
His begging does it. Your orgasm hits hard. Whole body shaking. You feel him thrust deep and still, cock pulsing as he fills you again.
"Yes, fuck, yes." Grinding deep. "Can you feel it? How much I needed this?"
You can only nod. Can't talk. Still shaking.
He collapses next to you. Pulls you against him right away. Hand sliding down to your lower belly. Possessive.
"Can feel it." Almost reverent. "I can feel how full you are"
You turn to look at him. His eyes are soft now. Satisfied. For now anyway.
"Best night of my life." His voice was quiet. He kisses your forehead. "The goal, the win, coming home to you, filling you... all of it."
You smile. Heart swelling. "Eastern Conference Finals, baby. You're going all the way."
He grins. That cocky look coming back. "Damn right." Hand slides lower, between your thighs. Feeling the mess. "But first I need to celebrate more. Think you can take another round?"
You feel him getting hard against your hip already. You laugh breathlessly. "You're needy."
"Only for you." Rolling on top of you again. Settling between your thighs. "Only you and I'm not done yet. Not even close."
He pushes inside again. You both moan. Oversensitive. So wet and messy but he fits perfectly.
"Gonna keep you in bed all night." He starts a slow rhythm. "Till you can't walk tomorrow. Till everyone knows you're mine."
And he does. Again and again. Sometimes fast and desperate. Sometimes slow and deep. But always that same intensity.
By the time the sun comes up you're exhausted but satisfied Alex is finally sated, curled around you.
"Love you." his voice sleepy
"Love you too." you're already drifting off.
As you fall asleep you can't help thinking..if this is how he celebrates a Game 7 win, you can't wait to see what happens if they win the Conference Finals.
summary: an aspiring musician, ex hockey player navigating life. thankfully she can always count on her bestfriend abby, but what about abby's brother? yk the drill - we shall see
a/n: grammar errors as usual may happen idc at this point, my favourite caveman deserves some loving. i srsly need to stop projecting stuff. reader is a habs fan (i love my team)
a/n: still feeling insane but im almost done with uni for this semester so hopefully more stuff incoming 🤞. not my best but i needed to acc finish something. started writing in april, deleted half of it, gally news hit me hard and here we are. in june. not proofread. so enjoyyy !
its_yn
its_yn rock the casbah
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abbynewhook absolutely not this song.
its_yn cap but you love it
rockin_ yn in her surfer era
ynbff2 that's a lifestyle
alexnewhook_ Cutie, oh and there's you
its_yn take soulja's name out of your mouth
riffmebaby i need more muSICCCCC
maggielindemann guitar is calling you
its_yn
its_yn do you have the time to listen to me whine ?
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riffmebaby I DO I DO I DO
riffmebaby GIVE ME MUSIC
ynbff2 is that mr volleyball ????
its_yn he finally remembered he has a sister
ynbrother unfortunately
abbynewhook is your knee alive
its_yn what is a knee
ynbrother dw goalie yn will be back
rockin_ goalie? wtf
its_yn
its_yn ladies and ladies i present to you a PWHL GOAL SCORER
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its_yn A PWHL GOAL SCOREEEEEEEER
ynbrother goal scorer!!!!!
abbynewhook omg babies
its_yn GOAL SCORER
abbynewhook every goal scorer needs their goal stopper like yn, but not yn. yn is mine and off the limits.
alexnewhook_ The 2nd???
abbynewhook you literally took it
its_yn oh yeah and then you yelled at us (cuz you were jealous)
alexnewhook_ I was not.
ynbrother you so were
alexnewhook_ bro
rockin_ the way she made an entire post for abby 😭
alexnewhook_
alexnewhook_ Off
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colecaufield bro text me back
bgally.11 naked on main ???
4doby4 probably not only here...
ilovequebec alex i wasn't familiar
kaidenzzz girl hes a beauty
hothook we can't talk here, dm me on the montreal canadiens app
arberxhekaj_ NEWYYYY
blessmontreal this is a work of a WOMAN
mrsaturdaynight since uh ☝️ when he's aesthetic
slafgoatsky there's no way that abby took those...the photographer pls show yourself
abbynewhook you're alive !!!
its_yn that's a shame
its_yn
its_yn my thoughts were short my hair was long ;p
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colecaufield miss our biggest supporter
nsuzuki_37 ruby asks for a playdate
its_yn ozzy and soulja are ready
canadiensmtl ozzy is ready to play?
its_yn born ready!
abbynewhook #jealous
jakeevans18 will you ever drop the next locker banger
its_yn only because you asked nicely 🥰🤗
riffmebaby why so many hockey guys here
rockin_ idc i see new music confirmed ✅
123habs yn how do you feel about the olympics?
its_yn disgusted
its_yn but happy for the girls!!!
habsmylife she's one of us
alexnewhook_ Is that gally's jersey
its_yn maybe...MAYBE
bgally.11 Ozzy knows puck
its_yn
its_yn surprise!!!!
every single one of my personalities mixed into one. a love letter written in smoke, ice and tears. an album born out of pure spite, anger and joy. you'd better be willing and able to learn about all of the lost ones.
"i gaf" out NOW on every streaming service! hope you'll enjoy listening as much as i did creating it
and remember - you get what you give, so go give more m(&m)'s
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its_yn @/jakeevans18 this one is for you
jakeevans18 wheres my signed copy
bgally.11 Give someone an inch and they'll take a mile
ynstan A WHOLE FUCKASS ALBUM SHUT UP
rockin_ im ok totally ok
rockin_ IAM NOOOOT IM SO READYYYY
ynbrother MY SISTERRRRR
ynbrother wait thats my hat #loser
abbynewhook an album. gosh im so so proud of you!!!
emmamaltais17 24/7
blessmontreal surprise she says. she's been edging us for so long and she drops an album. AN ALBUM. girl take my money and give me 20 of them
colecaufield are u like...okay? (bangers)
its_yn nope! thanks 4 asking
alexnewhook_ You think you're so sneaky dont you
its_yn :)))) you like ?
alexnewhook_ you know
riffmebaby PAUSE first full album. our baby is growing up
canadiensmtl
canadiensmtl boys heard that somebody is skatin' through her album like them...
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nsuzuki_37 can we get a concert please
its_yn playoffs first 🔜
arberxhekaj_ doby's a big fan
4doby4 gladly
arberxhekaj_ wait no im bigger
kguhle21 girlies dont fight everybody knows i am the biggest one
jakeevans18 no need to thank me
blessmontreal they know ball
colecaufield go stream i gaf!!!!!!
rockin_ am i now obliged to support them
123habs oh absolutely, you won't regret
cp0031 On repeat
laurastacey7 victoire next?
its_yn
its_yn special thank you to the montreal canadiens organization for giving me the chance to sing the anthem!
from little kid who wouldn't miss a game to anthem singer??? little me wouldn't believe that. keep on dreaming, life has a funny way of working out
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abbynewhook chills, absolute chills. one way or another you made your way to centre bell
its_yn crazy
zack_bolduc arber cried
arberxhekaj_ tf
alexnewhook_ Stargirl
rockin_ nah but did you see how no15 was looking at her???//
blessmontreal ive never realised that alex is always in her comments. alex do you want to share something with the class???
hothook i've been influenced. and the sneaky 15 on her skirt? yep im in
_i.demidov mega
emmamaltais17 bawling
4doby4 no tag?
its_yn hi! whats your name?
4doby4 that was one time...
alexnewhook_ that was pathetic
jakeevans18 i got secondhand embarrassment for you
alexnewhook_
alexnewhook_ That time
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its_yn allez allez canadiens
arberxhekaj_ ranch
6erikjohnson6 AI
hothook je t'aime
4doby4 him.
blessmontreal oh i am soooo sooo ready (i am not.)
lanehutson_ papi
its_yn oh?
colecaufield oh.
its_yn
its_yn if you care "baby now that i found you" may be worth listening to <3 spent a lifetime looking for somebody, turns out he was there all along
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its_yn oh and remember GO HABS GO
abbynewhook finally i can listen to it legally
abbynewhook i mean whaaaaaaaat no waaaayyyyy
its_yn thank god you're a hockey player and not an actress
rockin_ a guy????
rockin_ im back. im so happy for her, this song slaps
alexnewhook_ Cuties
caitlinnsuzuki babe are you trying to kill me
its_yn its for you my girl
nsuzuki_37 knew it
emmamaltais17 on repeat
its_yn pleasure
bgally.11 Disgusting
bgally.11 We love this song at home
its_yn always a pleasure
hothook can i have my own personal yn
blessmontreal what about alex
hothook who's alex??????
its_yn
its_yn if you would tell me in november that habs will make it to the conference final...
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blessmontreal i think i died both games 7
its_yn alex and doby gave me like a billion heart attacks.
blessmontreal shes one of us
caitlinnsuzuki you would believe don't lie
its_yn can't blame a girl for being a little delusional, right?
hothook see ya next season i hope
its_yn been here for 24 years (almost) not planning on going anywhere
rockin_ i feel #blessed
ilovequebec now why would she post something like that...
kaidenzzz guys someone has to take one for the team and ask about the *thing* yk
4doby4 rocky rocks
its_yn whats your name one more time?
alexnewhook_
alexnewhook_ A blast
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colecaufield where's my invite
abbynewhook give me back my girl
alexnewhook_ No thanks
its_yn song of the summer?
alexnewhook_ i gaf
its_yn the whole thing?
alexnewhook_ And more
6erikjohnson6 Tell her I said hi
hothook stfu what the heck alex
hothook so now i have a chance with yn...
hothook nvm forgot about her mr
blessmontreal oh ok hello there mr
jakeevans18 sneaky sneak
arberxhekaj_ new newy
4doby4 sly slayer
123habs so are we just saying random words now?
mrsaturdaynight and mr aesthetic strikes again
rockin_ guys i dont go there and i know youre having meltdowns but its 100% yn's dog ozzy
its_yn
its_yn our moms cheered
comments
abbynewhook finally
abbynewhook also fawwwk
its_yn dw you're still my no1
ynbrother they were planning it since the day you were born
its_yn im older
ynbrother i felt it in my bones
caitlinnsuzuki soulja is back!
its_yn she missed people glazing her
hothook ok okay now i won't have neither of them
hothook you looking for a third?...
mrsaturdaynight GIRL
jakeevans18 can u write a song about me
its_yn alr done babes
jakeevans18 no not the one about gremlins
blessmontreal im so jealous rn. i want to be sb's muse too
colecaufield shocker !
alexnewhook_ Listening privileges will be revoked
canadiensmtl centre bell is always free for yn yln
its_yn omg $*&*(%$#(
alexnewhook_ She says thank you
rockin_ omg ok i like him, he's using lyrics as captions too
songs used: rock the casbah - the clash, basket case - green day, all summer long - kid rock, willing and able - noah kahan, lost ones - lauryn hill, you get what you give - new radicals, more m's - drake & 21 savage, baby now that i've found you - the foundations/ or ella bright's version, bless the broken roads - rascal flats
you and alex were out at a restaurant celebrating the end of the season with his teammates and the other wags.
it's fun, and you're having a good time, but you're also ovulating and you're really horny and alex just looks too damn good in his dress pants and nice button down shirt.
and you can't help it. you really can't. but you're all sitting around at the table. and it's loud and everyone is talkig and laughing and overall having a really good time. so are you, but your mind is elsewhere. so you can't help it as you subtly reach over and just place your hand on alex's thigh for now.
he looks over at you, smiling, moving to grab your hand and intertwine your fingers. you let him. for approximately three seconds. then you remove your hand from his grasp and keep inching it further in.
he raises an eyebrow, shooting you a look as if to ask what the hell you're doing, but you just give him a teasingly innocent smile back like you're not doing anything at all.
eventually, your hand lands on his crotch, palm spreading out wide over him. he's not hard yet, but with you beginning to lightly rub over him, it won't take long before he is.
'baby...' he warned, leaning in close to you to whisper in your ear.
you continued your movements, still not stopping. you just leaned in closer to his ear, dragging your mouth along the shell before whispering into his ear.
'i'm doing anything.' you said back. that's a full lie and you both know it. but you're not going to let up; he's already hardening under your palm.
you hadn't let up during the entire dinner, even as you guys ate your food and talked with his teammates. you just kept you hand over his crotch area and subtly palmed him through his dress pants the entire time, but never pushing it too far where he'd end up coming in his pants.
now you're home. and you've barely even made it into your shared bedroom before alex is pushing you down onto the edge of the bed, settling on his knees on the floor in between your legs that he forced apart.
you gasped, hand flying out to tangle in his hair. 'alex...' you breathed out.
'you think that's funny? teasing me all through dinner with my teammates right there?' he asked, reaching up to slide your panties down your legs as he hiked your dress up on your hips.
'yes.' you said with a teasing tilt to your voice. it had been funny. alex had been trying so hard to keep his composure and almost lost it a couple of times when you gave just the right amount of pressure.
'of course you do.' he said, reaching up to find you already wet. 'this wet already? just from teasing me? oh, baby.' he said, kissing the inside of your thigh and slipping two fingers into you.
'alex!' you cried out, not having expected him to just go for it right away.
'what, baby?' he said in a mocking voice. 'too much for you?' he teased.
you shook your head. 'want more.' you admitted.
alex chuckled. no. he's not going to give you more. not yet. not until you're right on the edge and screaming his name, begging for him to let you come. you teased him all night, it's his turn now.
he added a third finger, scissoring them back and forth inside of you, using his other hand to keep your thighs spread open for him on the bed. he placed his thumb on your clit, rubbing soft circles.
but he was going agonizingly slow. and as your thighs tried to close around his shoulders where he was on his knees in front of you, he pushed them back open again, pressing another kiss to the inside of your thigh but staying away from where you wanted his mouth the most.
'patience, baby.' he warned you. but you didn't have a lot of that. but you're getting what's coming to you. his revenge.
he felt your arousal start dripping down onto his wrist where he had his fingers in you, and felt your walls tighten around them. he pushed your hips back down onto the bed when they tried to buck up. and then he was pulling one of his fingers out and removing his thumb off your clit.
he basically stopped his movements all together, making you whine out and look down at him like you were offended. you went to go say something to him but your words caught in your throat as he finally put his mouth on you.
then he began to move his fingers back inside of you, slow and gentle. he sucked your clit into his mouth, flattening his tongue against the swollen bud. your hand tangled in his hair, pushing him closer to you.
he dipped his tongue back down into your entrance, swirling around his own fingers before pulling away from you entirely. you looked down at him, eyes snapping open and mouth dropping in shock. he did not. no fair.
'alex!' you cried out. why'd he pull away?
you got your answer when he stood up off of his knees and unbuttoned his shirt, tossing it to the side of the bedroom before unbuckling his belt and unzipping his dress pants, pulling his boxers down along with them.
then he was walking towards you, bracketing his knees on either side of your hips on the edge of the bed. then he was crawling on top of you, making you shuffle backwards so your head ended up on the pillow. he pressed his weight into you as he settled on top of you, letting you feel every ridge and muscle of his body.
he reached in between the two of you, lining up his cock with your entrance as he hiked your legs up around his waist as you pulled your dress up above your head, getting it out of the way, exposing your breasts as you hadn't been wearing a bra. a fact he'd been well aware of.
once he was in to the hilt, he didn't move. just stared down at you. you looked up at him, trying to get him to move by shifting your hips, tightening your legs around his back and trying to pull him closer and make his hips move.
'alex.' you said, digging your heels into his skin. 'move.'
he shook his head. 'no, i don't think i will.' he said.
'what? alex, stop being an ass and move.' you whined.
he shook his head again. 'no. you teased me all night; this is what you get.' he said, rubbing on your clit. 'i'm just gonna lie here and let you warm my cock. maybe then i'll let you have it.'
you groaned. you're in for an extremely long night. but this is what you get for teasing him all during dinner. you should've expected it.
Summary: The time Alex helped you, and the time you helped him.
A/N: forgive me for the long hiatus!! Writer’s block is crazy. Anyway, I’m a Newy truther, so here’s a little fluffy thing for you :). I guess it’s a 1+1? This one suits a sequel so I might do that too!!
CW: SFW! strangers to lovers, accidental injury (nothing insane), being uncomfortable at a bar, alcohol, fluff, fluff, more fluff. Not edited at all. Hopefully you like it!
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To you, there was nothing like a hike in the springtime.
It was the perfect temperature outside, sun shining, birds just beginning to chirp again. The flowers along the trails were beginning to bloom, the colors creating a mosaic at your feet. The irresistible smell of pine and flora invaded your nose as you walked. Virtually nothing could make you happier.
It was your New Year’s resolution to get out and hike more regularly, and you had somehow not only stuck to it but fell in love with it. Usually, you hiked this trail with your roommate, the two of you lightly talking as you walked, but she had gone to her parents' house to deal with something urgent. It was you and the world around you for today.
This hike was maybe 45 minutes to an hour outside of Montreal, scenic but not too remote. It was a shorter hike, only about 3 miles all the way around, with a lot of flat ground and minimal obstacles.
You didn’t bring much with you, a small fanny pack with a few protein bars and a tiny first aid kit the only things in there. The dirt crunching underfoot set a rhythm for you as you walked, your mind quiet and peaceful in a rare moment of bliss. The occasional person passed by too, smiles and waves exchanged. Only about half a mile in, and you were already fully immersed in the beauty all around you.
The path bent around a corner covered by a massive group of trees, then began to climb just a little bit, with little ledges made of rock and tree roots sticking out to make the incline easier. You stepped up and up, watching your footing as you went. You had hiked this patch of path about 50 times, the path always steady and unwavering. You made it up to the final rock ledge, allowing your weight to rest on it.
Suddenly, the rock gave way, sending you sliding down the incline. It was a blur of dust and branches, breaking the peaceful bubble you had been building. You landed at the bottom of the incline, twigs poking your skin through your clothes and your ankle throbbing. You doubled over, your hands finding your leg in an adrenaline-fueled attempt to stop the pain shooting up from your ankle.
“Owww fuck!” You hissed to yourself, willing the pain to ebb so you could at least stand and get off the path.
“Oh my god, are you okay?!” A masculine voice sounded from in front of you.
You found it somewhere within you to look up and acknowledge whoever it was, finding a young, handsome, brunette stranger staring at you with worry covering his features. You paled at the thought of this stranger seeing you take the world’s hardest fall. He squatted down to your level, examining what he could.
“Yeah, yeah, yes, totally. I just need to walk it off…” you rambled, attempting to stand up, touching your toe down on the ground, “see? Totally fine!” You gritted through your teeth.
“Okay, you are definitely not fine. Let’s get you to the side of the trail at least.” He said, reaching for your arm so he could act as a crutch. “I think we need to get that boot off."
Before you could really register what was happening, he reached for your laces and began to pull the bow apart, pulling the laces out as far as he could before pulling your hiking boot off. The pain was extraordinary, hot daggers shooting up from your ankle. As he peeled your sock down, as gently as he could, you noticed how swollen your whole foot was already. Your ankle looked like a purple baseball.
"Shit, that's not good." you murmured, mostly to yourself.
"Hang on, I have a first aid kit," he said, reaching into his backpack and pulling out a large bag labeled with the cross. "Let's at least stabilize this thing and go from there, okay?"
You nodded, the pain causing hot tears to pool in your eyes. He worked quickly, pulling out the little plastic splint with a bandage. Your ankle was stable before you knew it, tightly bound and elevated on his backpack. He even tied your discarded boot to the strap of his backpack, your sock stuffed into it. The adrenaline was beginning to wear off, causing a dull ache between the sharp stabs of pain at any minor movement.
“Do you have someone I can call for you?” He asked, pulling out his cell.
“No, my roommate isn’t available till tomorrow at the earliest.” You murmured, trying to ignore the throb, “plus, we don’t have cell service.”
"Okay, let's hang out for a moment till we can figure out how to get you back to the trailhead." He said, coming to sit next to you on the ground with a huff, “your arm’s bleeding a little bit…”
He reached into the first aid bag, pulling out a cleaning pad and a bandaid. He gently grabbed your arm, wiping the dirt away before pressing the little pad into the scrape. The sting from the alcohol pad prickled your skin, but it was over before you knew it
"What's your name, stranger?" You were going to blame the awkward transition on the adrenaline wearing off.
He smiled, offering a large hand, "I'm Alex, nice to meet you."
"I'm Y/N," you said, taking some comfort in his warm hand, "I'm really sorry about all of this, hopefully you can finish your hike."
"Don't be sorry! I'll do it some other day. For now though, we need to get you to an urgent care." he said, standing up and swinging his backpack over his shoulders, setting your injured foot down gently, “ready to try? It's only about a half of a mile to the trailhead from here."
Nerves ran through you at the thought of trying to fumble your way all the way back to your car without doing any more damage. You took his hand, letting him pull you up. He swung his arm under you on your injured side, letting you get settled. You both took slow steps, his strong frame acting as a support. Every few feet, you had to stop, adjust, and start again. Over and over and over again.
“Okay this isn’t working.” You rushed out, frustrated, sitting down on an old stump next to the trail. You were both out of breath, not even 100 feet into your journey.
Alex set his backpack down, crouching to take a breather, “what if you wear my backpack and I carry you? It isn’t that far.”
“I can’t let you do that! I can just crawl, or limp, or something-“
“I’m not letting you crawl to the trailhead Y/N. I promise I can carry you.” He deadpanned.
You eyed him suspiciously, finding nothing but certainty, and relented. You pulled his surprisingly light backpack over your shoulders, before using his wide frame to stand and hop onto his back. If your roommate saw you in this moment, you would never hear the end of it.
“Alright, hang tight.” He said, stepping out onto the path.
Surprisingly to you, this was working better than you thought. Alex was obviously very strong, not even breaking much of a sweat. You relaxed, not as worried about the journey anymore. You could feel his muscles moving underneath you, steady and strong. Even his breathing was even.
Selfishly, you took him in, finally finding a moment after all of this chaos. His hair was deep espresso brown and soft looking. His eyes were equally as brown, concentrated but friendly still. He had a bump on the bridge of his nose with a slight scar to match, full lips, and coarse stubble. He looked slightly familiar, like a distant memory of someone. If only you had met him some other way, literally any other way but this.
“You okay back there? You’re a little quiet.” He said, shooting a glance back in your direction.
“Oh! Um, yeah, just trying to focus on not moving my ankle.” You deflected, licks of hot embarrassment erupting in your stomach, “thank you, by the way, for doing this.”
“No problem, always happy to help.” He said, turning back to the path, “we’re already almost there, look.”
You could see the roofs of cars quickly coming into view, the trailhead marked with a display case of the local wildlife and a box of maps available to the public. There were benches to sit on and picnic tables to eat at, lots of families out to enjoy the beautiful weather. The sight of your car felt like seeing the promised land.
“My car’s the SUV right there.” You said, pointing to your beloved car. Luckily, your keys were within reach inside your pocket, so you reached down and clicked the unlock button.
Alex set you down gently, grabbing your passenger car door and swinging it open as far as it could go. You took a seat, your legs dangling outside of your car. Your toes, only on your injured foot, looked like little sausages poking out of the splint from all of the swelling. Absolutely mortifying.
“Let me go put my stuff away, then we can go to urgent care.” He said, same bluntness as before.
“Okay, really, I can’t let you keep doing things for me, you’ve already done so much.” You tried to reason, Alex shaking his head before you even finished talking.
“I’m not letting you drive like that, I’ll take you in your car and uber it back here once you’re all taken care of.” He explained, already sticking his hand out to take your keys.
Again, you reluctantly offer your keys up, and he grabbed them from you with a cheesy smile. He turned on his heel with his backpack in tow, unlocking a nicer looking black Audi. He tossed his backpack in and whipped back around, this time going to the drivers side and sliding the seat back to fit his larger frame. Soon enough you were on the road with the closest urgent care pulled up on your maps. Your current playlist was warbling out of your speakers on a low level, Alex’s fingers drumming on the steering wheel.
“So, Y/N. What do you do outside of hiking and twisting your ankle?” He joked, causing a chuckle to bubble out of your throat.
“Well, I only like to twist my ankle in front of cute guys so they come to my rescue.” You joked back, a wide grin curling his lips up, “but other than that, I’m currently working in a non profit for underprivileged communities.”
“Only cute guys huh?” He said, a blush creeping up your neck at the realization, “that’s really awesome, all jokes aside.”
The conversation flowed from there, the two of you talking about anything from your favorite color to your most irrational fear. In seemingly a blink, the urgent care building was in front of you, Alex hopping out before you could.
“I’m gonna go see if they have a wheelchair, stay here.” He urged, disappearing into the building and coming back out in a flash.
You gently maneuvered yourself into the seat, letting him push you inside where the receptionist was waiting with a clipboard. She handed them off to you, and Alex wheeled you right beside a row of seating, setting himself up right next to you. He was staying? After all he had done already?
“You can go get your car if you want, Alex, I’m sure I’ll be fine to take it from here.” You said, eyes not leaving the form in front of you.
“I really don’t mind, unless you really want me to leave. Your roommate isn’t here to help and there’s no way you can drive with that foot.” He reasoned, just as the nurse called the two of you back.
After lots of questions and an x-ray, the doctor came to see you, “so, your ankle is definitely sprained, a pretty severe one, but you haven’t broken anything. Youre going to have to be off of your foot for a few weeks at least, with lots of rest, ice, and elevation.” She explained, jotting down notes on a take-home sheet, “your boyfriend can go pick up some over the counter pain meds for you, and if anything gets worse don’t hesitate to call back here.”
“He’s not my-“
“No problem, doctor, thank you for seeing us so quickly.” Alex interjected, not at all phased by the insinuation that the two of you were anything more than acquainted. “I’ll make sure she’s all settled in a pain free.”
The doctor pulled out a form fitting splint and some heavier duty bandages, making a snug splint that kept you comfortable. You were simply observant, watching how she fit everything together so you could do it for yourself later on.
“If that’s all settled, you two are free to go.” She said, showing you both out. “Oh, and Newhook? Bring home that playoff ticket, eh? Do Montreal proud.”
Playoff ticket? Doing Montreal proud?
Alex had a strange, sheepish look on his face as the two of you wheeled out of the urgent care, this time with crutches in your hand. He opened the passenger door again, you sitting without hesitating this time. He silently started your car, letting it roar to life before reversing out of his spot. Soon enough, your address was pulled up on maps and your music was warbling through the sound system again.
You could practically hear the gears turning in his head as he let out a curt sigh “I’m really sorry Y/N, I swear I wanted to acknowledge my job at some point but I really didn’t want to come off as a hotshot douchebag and now I feel totally stupid-“
“That’s where I’ve seen you before! I couldn’t put my finger on it earlier!!” You said, a chuckle escaping you, visible relief washing over his features.
“So you do know me? At least a little?” He asked, thick eyebrow raising.
“Well, kind of I guess, I don’t watch every single game but I do enjoy one every once in a while.” You said, “besides, I know even more about you outside of the hockey stuff, kinda goes against the hotshot douchebag thing.”
“Like what?”
“Oh you know, the typical Prince Charming stuff. Handsome, kind, gentlemanly, funny, all that.” You joked.
Before he could come back with anything, you were in front of the parking lot of your building, your ruined-day-turned-fun coming to a close. He pulled into your parking spot after some directions, and switched your car off, two of you taking a moment to breathe. He picked up your phone, which was unlocked and sitting in one of your cup holders, and quickly typed something out.
“Here, in case you need a Prince Charming again.” He said, handing you back your cell with a new contact installed.
He held the door for you so you could awkwardly crutch your way into the lobby, and sent you a wave before pulling up the Uber app.
~*~ two months later ~*~
The night air was warm and buzzing with activity as you walked the downtown Montreal streets, searching for the bar your coworkers were currently in. The non profit you worked for had just secured some major funding for a youth program, so everyone was going out to celebrate. You were in your nicest going out outfit, Your hair was done perfectly and your makeup perfectly highlighted the look. The best part: no more splint and no more scooter-thing that your coworker Lisa had lent you. As cool as that was.
It had been a couple of months since your fateful fall on the trail and your day with Alex Newhook, who you now knew was number 15 on the Canadiens, and once upon a time number 18 on the Colorado Avalanche. You started to pay attention every time the Canadiens were playing, and your heart skipped every time you saw him flash into the zone. You even found yourself cheering, alone, in your apartment when he scored in playoffs. You were genuinely sad watching him and his team shake hands with the caps, making their exit in the first round.
Since that day you had texted him. A few times.
And he had texted back, a few times. Even sent a couple of silly selfies of him and his teammates in the gym or absolutely destroying a plate of chicken parm. As playoffs got closer, the texts tapered off. By this night, you hadn’t talked in over a month. To be perfectly honest, it wasn’t you or him in particular, it was both of you.
You wanted to reach out after the playoff exit, but the mortifying thought of being the awkward and clumsy girl he rescued reaching back out after weeks of virtually nothing turned you against it. You were positive him and his team were getting plenty of condolences from their actual friends and family. He would be okay. And so would you.
You finally reached the bar, not too far from your little apartment, and stepped inside to see it absolutely packed with an ocean of people. You recognized your coworkers all the way in the back, already drinking cocktails and laughing. The music was, somehow, not too loud, and the lights were just right for a fun and lively atmosphere. You spotted Lisa, laughing with a few of the marketing people. She seemed to spot you, waving over her head with a wide smile.
“Hi guys!!” You exclaimed, giving hugs to people you hadn’t seen in a while, “how are the cocktails?” You ask Lisa, noticing her sex on the beach complete with a little umbrella.
“They are sooooo good, you gotta go get one Y/N.” Lisa says, a slight slur in her voice telling you she’s definitely tried a couple.
You look over to the bar, and notice an absolutely massive crowd, all surrounding the bar, or rather people at the bar. Most of the crowd is women, talking to each other and trying to get the attention of the bartender. Screw it, you feel like you need a little something to start the night off. You make your way over, behind a mountain of people. Just by observing, it’s clear that most of these people aren’t even ordering anything. You begin to push your way in, weaving between people.
“S’cuse me, pardon.” You say over the music, ducking under people’s arms and around others.
“Y/N!! Baby, come here! I’ve been looking all over for you!!”
You know that voice. And the Prince Charming attached to it.
Alex Newhook was sat at the bar, with what looks like some teammates on his left, and a few women to his right, but one in particular looks like she wants to eat him alive. Alex looks severely uncomfortable, leg bouncing and arms crossed over the bar counter. He was dressed to the nines, a crisp button down with the sleeves rolled up and perfectly fitting slacks.
And he just called you baby.
“Hi baby, how was the bathroom, I missed you.” He said, pulling you practically into his lap and smacking a kiss right to your hairline.
Your jaw would have hit the floor if you hadn’t caught the “help me” eyes he was giving you.
“H-hey babe, it was fine, saw an old friend in there, we caught up for a few minutes.” You said, imagining Lisa in your mind as the ‘friend’, “who have you been talking to?” You said, glancing at the women who now looked less ravenous and more pissed.
“Oh, um, ladies, this is Y/N, my girlfriend. Y/N, ladies!” He announced, gesturing between you and them.
“Hi ladies… having fun…?” You ask, awkwardness seeping into you. You were still fully seated in Alex’s lap, mind you.
“Mmhm, yeah, plenty… ooh, I think I hear our friend calling! Bye Alex.” The most intense looking one dismissed, waving her friends away with a huff at the cockblock.
After a moment, you felt Alex breathe out, visibly relaxing. Luckily the crowd had almost completely dissipated, leaving you some room to slide off his lap and steady yourself on the ground. You turned back to him, finding him and his teammates looking at you. The first thing that popped into your mind was to wave, so you gave an awkward one.
“Who’s this Newhouse?” The one you thought was Cole Caufield said.
“This is Y/N, remember the girl I helped a few months ago?” He said, all of his teammates’ eyes lighting up.
“Oh my god you’re the one with the sprained ankle!” Kaiden Guhle shouted, and everyone made a noise like they connected a whole web of dots.
“Luckily no more, I just stopped using my scooter a few weeks ago.” You said, gesturing down to show you could stand just fine in heels now, no more sausage toes or baseball ankles.
You noticed Kaiden, Cole, Juraj (who had been the one destroying chicken parm in the photos you got), and Jake Evans. They all seemed to know who you were at least, even if it was just as sprained ankle chick. They all turned back to their conversations after waving at you.
“I definitely need to buy you a drink, thank you for rescuing me.” He said, twisting the newly opened seat next to him so you could sit.
“You looked like a hostage, it’s the least I could do.” You said with a chuckle, sitting down close enough that your thighs were touching.
“Yeah they were not letting up at all.” He said, waving the bartender down from the other side, “hey, it’s really good to see you, I’m sorry I haven’t texted much.”
“It’s completely okay!! I knew you were super busy.” You said, giving the cocktail menu a once over, “I’m sorry about the playoffs by the way, you guys played great.”
“So you watched us huh?” He said, a blush creeping up your neck.
“Well I had to, after I figured out that Prince Charming was on the tv regularly, I couldn’t just let that go.” You joked, causing him to laugh too.
“What’ll ya have miss?” The bartender interrupted.
“Could I have the peach mule please?”
“Sure thing, do you want to start a tab?”
“It’ll be on mine, this one and whatever else, under Newhook.” Alex interjected, causing another blush to rise, “so, tell me about your life the last few months, you know about mine already.”
You updated him on all of the going’s on in your life, everything you could think of. He was so attentive, listening the whole time and responding with genuine feeling. He really was a breath of fresh air. The two of you sat (thighs still touching) until about midnight, when Lisa came and tapped you on the shoulder to wish you a good night, and all of the boys had disappeared.
“Well, princess charming, I think it’s time to go.” He said, stretching his card out to the bartender, who took it, “I’ve had a really, really good time.”
“Me too, it was…. Unexpected? But very enjoyable.” You answered, letting him get up and turn your swivel chair around.
“Maybe… you would want to do something more expected? Like maybe a coffee or dinner?” He offered, the two of you walking out into the warm night air.
“I would really like that, Prince Charming.” You murmured.
“Let me walk you home? I remember it not being to far from here.” He said, pulling you in by the shoulders to lean into him. He pulled up his uber app and had you type your address in, so it would arrive to pick him up close to when the two of you returned to your complex.
“Yes please.”
The two of you walked and talked, any stumbles or sways caused by laughter rather than booze. He even grabbed your hand, enveloping yours in warmth and softness. The door to your complex came too quickly. You never wanted this little string of moments to end.
“Here we are.” You said, turning around on the step so you were almost as tall as him.
“I’ll text you, okay? I promise not to let it go this time.” He said, “goodnight, Y/N.”
“Goodnight Alex.”
He pressed a soft, honey sweet kiss to the corner of your mouth, and turned to duck into the uber.
Author's Note: I know it may shock all of you but Alex Newhook is actually my favorite pretty boy of all time so I decided to write for him again :)
Summary: Alex finally speaks to his neighbor, Y/N
Warnings: none
Word Count: 2,596
Alex Newhook x fm!reader
Alex has started to fall in love with Montreal. His teammates turned friends, the city in itself he was falling in love with being there. He could see himself spending the rest of his career there. Except he felt that way in Denver too. But unlike a sad majority of Colorado fans, the Habs fans truly love having him on the team.
But that wasn’t the only part of Montreal, he was falling in love with. Alex was becoming quite fond of the girl living next door. In actualit he’s maybe shared three verbal encounters with her over the course of his first season with the Habs.
Which wasn’t entirely his fault, Alex was injured and sulking for the first month of his injury. He barely left his apartment besides to see the medical staff with the Habs. Which practically meant he never saw the beautiful girl that lived next door. It was almost to the point that he thought she might’ve moved out.
But tonight was the home opener for his second season with the Canadiens and he was quite hopeful for a better season. The boys were getting along great, Juraj found his stride last season and Kirby is returning for hopefully a longer season.
Alex stepped out of his apartment, a cream colored suit covering his frame as he kept his gaze low while he locked the door. A soft hum of satisfaction left his lips as he pulled the key from the door. Lifting his gaze up, he looke to his right to see his beautiful neighbor leaving her apartment in a Canadiens themed sweater. He stopped short, his posture straightened as he scanned her frame.
She lifted her own gaze, a genuine smile formed to her lips. “Good luck tonight,” she whispered, an evident french accent on her tone, before she spun on her heel and began walking away from him. His lips parted as he squinted towards her. He dragged his tongue across his bottom lip as he took a few steps after her.
“Hey, wait–” he called out as a nervous laugh left his lips. She spun on her heel, shoving her keys into her pocket. She raised her eyebrows while tilting her head to the side slightly. “I’m Alex,” he let out as he didn’t have anything planned to say to her as their eyes connected.
Her gaze was so intoxicatingly beautiful, he felt his chest tighten as nerves bundled in his chest and scattered all throughout his body.
“Y/N. You’re a good player,” she let out a little louder than before. Perhaps she was becoming confident or that she wanted to be heard this time. Alex smiled softly as he looked over all of her features. He’s seen beautiful women before but nothing that literally froze him in place like this.
“Tha–Thank you, I–um assumed you had no idea who I was. You never said anything before,” he said, his voice got quieter the more he stuttered. She let out a small breathy laugh while she nervously toyed with the ends of the sweater on her frame.
“Didn’t know what to say. I was shy,” she offered, another small laugh left her lips while she tucked a piece of hair behind her ear.
“You were shy? I’ve been scared to talk to you from the moment I saw you. You are really pretty by the way,” Alex rambled out. His eyes widened as his lips parted slightly. “I did not mean to sorta lead with that–I’m sorry,”
“Are you apologizing for calling me pretty? Never be sorry about that,” she mumbled while taking a step towards him. His cheeks flushed red instantly as an awkward laugh fell from his lips in the process.
“I believe I’ll never be sorry again,” he offered as he scanned her frame. His watch vibrated and he was forced to break eye contact as he glanced at the notification on his watch.
It was a text from Cole, telling him to hurry up. Cole and Alex lived in the same apartment building and alternated who would be driving to home games; their attempt at saving gas.
“Shoot, I’m sorry–I gotta go. My teammate is waiting for me, but I’ll definitely see you tonight, yeah?” he offered as he took a few steps away from her.
She nodded encouragingly. “See you tonight, good luck,” she stated again as they were walking towards opposite ends of the hallway. She was making her way towards the elevator and Alex was on his way to the side stairs.
Alex hit his body against the door, forcing it open as he jogged down the stairs. Adrenaline was coursing through his body at an accelerated rate. He was nervous for the home opener, against Toronto of all teams, but now he was extra nervous. Now everything in his body was freaking out knowing that Y/N was going to be watching.
Her voice was like honey in his ears and he tried to remember the sound of the last brief moments they shared before but his mind was drawing blank. She flirted back and that’s all he was thinking about at that moment.
He jogged towards the parking garage where Cole’s car was parked. Usually, it was only a minute away from the stairwell he leaves from. He saw Cole throw his arms to the side as he got closer to the car.
Alex sat down in the passenger seat, a stupid grin on his lips while he met Cole’s eyes. “What the hell happened to be right down, man.” Cole mocked.
“I spoke to Y/N,” he muttered.
“Who’s Y/N?” he asked while laughing. Cole didn’t wait to hear more as he instantly put the car in drive and began to drive out of the parking garage.
“My beautiful neighbor, who happens to be a Habs fan,” Alex expressed while buckling his seatbelt.
“Wait, so you guys have been playing eye tag and this whole time, she knew who you were?” Cole asked while he adjusted in his seat before he turned out onto the main road.
“She didn’t want to say anything–which I appreciate,” Alex said while tapping his hand against the door of the car.
“Alright walk me through it Romeo,” Cole teased. Alex rolled his eyes playfully as he happily walked through the conversation with Cole.
Cole wasn’t mocking Alex in any way, he knew that it had been a difficult transition for him since being traded. Especially in the romance department. He was happy for him, especially since the girl sounded beautiful in the way Alex described her.
~~~
The game had concluded in a shocking win against the Maple Leafs. Alex wouldn’t say he was shocked but the Habs definitely stole the game from them, rather Monty stole the game for them.
He made his way home, his heart was racing from anticipation of seeing Y/N again. He wasn’t sure if he was supposed to knock on her door or if it was meant to be the other way around. He paced his apartment living room for several minutes, his hair nearly dried from all of the pacing he’s done.
He practically took a leep towards the door as he reached towards the door handle. A gasp left his throat as he saw her standing there with her hand raised him; as if she was about to knock.
“Hey, I was about to–”
“So sorry–”
They interrupted each other with a giggle. Alex stepped aside allowing her to come inside of the apartment. She took a few hesitant steps into the apartment. Her eyes were instantly dancing around the living room, as if she was assessing the space. Alex shut the door behind her and leaned against the door. She stood a few feet in front of him, her eyes still dancing from one decoration to the other.
“I’ve got a lot of my glory days on my walls,” he took the moment to say a joke. She let out a soft chuckle as her gaze landed on the photo of him with a full beard and holding the cup over his head. His parents and sister were beside him in the photo.
“I would too,” she mumbled as she rested her hand onto the countertop of the kitchen island. Slowly, she spun on her heel and met his gaze. “You’re still in your glory days–bring the cup back to Montreal,” she offered. He smiled widely as he scanned her frame once more.
Her body was covered by a pair of loose sweatpants and a t-shirt with a Friends quote on it. Something he's never seen her wear before. She’s always wearing a sweater or beyond dressed up, Alex has to stop himself from being disrespectful with his gaze.
“I’ll promise you that as long as they want me,” he offered her with a wink. Silence fell between them for only a moment before he spoke once more. “So, did you grow up here?” he asked while he pointed towards the couch. Her gaze followed the direction his finger pointed to and she soon followed towards the dark blue couch.
“I did but I moved away for university for a few years.” she offered as she sat down. Alex sat down beside her, keeping some space between them but not too much. “But I missed it and came home,” she said with a soft giggle leaving her lips. Her small smile faltered as she avoided his gaze. “That’s a lie actually–I got out of a bad relationship and moved back,”
“Oh,” Alex said while he took a deep breath, “I’m sorry, those suck,” he let out dryly. She chuckled while looking into his eyes. “Moving to Montreal ended my last one. She didn’t want to move out of Denver. I don’t blame her but it sucked for a few months there,” he expressed while crossing his arms over his chest.
“Have you been with anyone since?” she questioned. His eyes squinted slightly as the corner of his lips curled upward slightly. Her eyes widened as a reluctant smile fell on her lips. “I meant relationship,” she offered.
Alex nodded slowly while smirking, “Well, I’ve had a few nights here and there. But no, nothing serious since then.” he explained while running his hand through his hair. “What about you, Y/N?” he asked. Her cheeks heated up as she heard her name fall from his lips so effortlessly.
“Nothing at all but I don’t do anything not serious, usually,” she expressed softly. Their eyes connected once more. Alex took a deep breath as he reached behind him and took a hold of the TV remote.
“Then I guess I’m ready for something serious,” he offered as their eyes connected.
“Oh really?” she asked teasingly.
“Yep,” he said while his head tilted to the side.
“You’re not just saying that to sleep with me, are you?” she asked as he put on the Friends pilot. Her head shot over towards the screen. A smile on her lips that she quickly wiped off as she waited for his answer.
“Definitely not, I’ll prove it to you,”
“How will you do that?” she asked quietly.
“I won’t even kiss you tonight or the first five dates,” he said confidently. She nodded slowly as she forced her gaze back towards the TV screen.
~six months later~
She sat at her vanity, finishing the last touches of her makeup. She received her WAG jacket this morning and it fit her frame perfectly. Alex has yet to see the simple but effective jacket.
She had a feeling that he would love to see his name spread across the back of the jacket. The red color complimented her perfectly and she was so happy to have this moment with the girls.
Alex introduced her to his teammates and the WAGs early into the relationship. They were only official for two weeks when he brought her to one of the events. But was so sure that they were going to fall in love it was a no brainer.
Alex was nervous for the game back on home ice. They were down 2-0 in a series that they probably won’t win. That doesn’t mean that they wouldn’t put it all out there. Monty was out for the rest of the series, the hockey world didn’t know the details but they did. There was no way he would make a return. Which meant Dobes was their guy. Tonight was going to be insane but Alex knew that Y/N being there meant an extra surge of energy on his part.
There was a soft knock on the door, followed by a somewhat dramatic thud against the door. “Baby, can I see it yet? We’re going to be late,” Alex pleaded from the closed door. She let out a quiet muffled laugh as she stood up from the vanity.
Her hands rested on her hips as she looked over her frame in the floor length mirror she had in her bedroom. Since Alex and Y/N were next door neighbors, they would often swap nights in each other’s apartments.
“Don’t give yourself a concussion, lot of momentum in that big head,” she offered teasingly as she carefully took the WAG jacket from the coat hanger. Slowly she began to cover her frame with it.
Alex let out a sarcastic laugh from behind the door. “You are lucky you’re gorgeous because I would so say something mean back,” he teased from behind the door.
“Go sit on the couch, I’ll be out in a minute,” she called out.
He echoed a cheer as his voice faded the further he got away from the door. She adjusted the jacket on her frame, she turned her body around to look at the Newhook spread across her back. Her heart fluttered at the sight. She never thought that this would be her future.
Sure, the moment her eyes landed on him, she knew that he was handsome but she never thought that he would be hers. With an official jacket to prove it. A sigh of content left her lips as she walked towards the door. “Close your eyes!” she called out while she took a hold of the door handle.
“I’m ready, baby,” he replied.
She pulled the door open and began walking out of the bedroom towards the living room. Alex’s hands were covering his eyes as his legs were bouncing anxiously. Y/N took a deep breath before she instructed him to look.
Without an ounce of hesitation, he pulled his hands away from his face. His eyes widened as an instant grin fell onto his lips. His cheeks were a bright pink as he stood up. He raised his hand up, asking for her to spin. Slowly she spinned for him, showing off the big letters spelling his name out.
“Wow, this is–you look–holy shit,” he mumbled as he reached towards her, pulling her towards him. Her eyes widened as she tried to hide the small smile on her lips. “Wow,” he let out again before he leaned towards her, kissing her softly.
“You like it?” she questioned as she pulled away from his lips. He smirked as he took a hold of her hips and swayed their bodies.
“I love it, you look so beautiful with Newhook across your back,” he offered quietly. She rolled her eyes playfully. She hummed before she took a hold of his neck and pulled him towards her, craving his lips against hers once more.
i love that you’re doing an avs event so much!! can i request six ( hugging and gently holding the other’s head ) from the hugs prompt list with alex newhook? :))
CAN'T BEAT THIS
TAYLOR'S AVS NIGHT!
6. "hugging and gently holding the other's head" (from this prompt list)
you and alex had been doing long distance for about 2 years. it was hard but you were making it work.
so, you decided, as a surprise for your 4-year anniversary, that you would fly out to colorado to surprise him. with the help of a few other girls, your plan was set in motion.
you would fly in and drop your stuff off at his apartment while he was at the rink and would surprise him in the tunnel after the game. that was the plan.
sydney, jt's girlfriend, picked you up and drove you to the arena where all the other girls greeted you with lots of hugs.
it was nice to catch up with all the girls. you felt like you were home.
after the game, you were standing towards the end of the tunnel, talking to a few other girls with your back to the locker room entrance.
when the guys started piling out, that was when you turned around and faced the locker room entrance. a few girls stuck around to film the interaction.
he came out talking with landy but when he saw you, he quite literally froze in his spot. he blinked a few times to make sure you were really standing there and when he saw you were there, he ran over to you, picking you up and hugging you, cupping the back of your head with his hand.
"what're you doing here?" he asked, setting you on the ground.
"surprise." you smiled.
"said you weren't coming in till next week." he hugged you again.
"i wanted to give you a special gift for our anniversary."
"don't think i'm ever gonna beat this." he laughed.
dangerous with you - mafia leader!alex newhook x reader
( not my gif )
word count- 2.4k+| warnings- food mentions, picking at newys nails, two brief mentions of killing, a single curse word, not proofread | join taglist |
a/n: i don’t normally write things like this but i hope you all enjoy! this fic is based off this blurb request from @2manytabsopen
“Hello handsome.”
“Hey there baby.” he smiles seeing you dressed up for your dinner date, in his favorite outfit he’d bought you a while back. “Are you ready to head out y/n?” With a nod you turn to grab your keys and walk out of the door. The two of you begin to walk towards his car, a sleek black maserati. He opens the passenger side door letting you get situated before closing the door and walking to his side of the car.
Twenty minutes into the drive there is a break in the ongoing conversation making you ask him where he’s taking you, though you knew he would give you the same answer as always wanting to keep it a surprise for you. He looked your way, stopped at a red light, “Now love, you know I’m not gonna tell you that.” he smirks seeing the pout resting on your lips. He reaches over, laying a hand on your lower thigh, giving it a squeeze. “Stop that y/n, we’re almost there.” he said with a laugh putting his eyes back on the road before driving past the stoplight.
In the short time it takes to get to the restaurant you’d begun to think about all the memories you’d made with Alex. The two of you were coming up on eight months of dating and it was the best relationship either of you had ever been in. He was always so good to you, he had been since the day you met. You were walking out of your favorite coffee shop at the same time he was walking in, resulting in hot coffee spilling across Alex's white button up shirt, having shrugged his suit jacket off before walking to the building. He was stunned into silence when you started freaking out and spewing apologies. He actually found it quite cute, while you on the other hand haven't felt this embarrassed before.
“Love? You still with me?” Alexs voice snaps you out of your thoughts. Looking up you were met with the sign of your favorite restaurant, bringing a smile to your face. “Yeah- yeah I'm still here.” you laugh before grabbing your things. If you were with anyone else you’d already be out of the car and halfway to the front doors, but you knew Alex. He loved to be a gentleman and he would always rush to open the door for you. The first time you tried to get out on your own he had a pout on his face for the rest of the night.
He opens the door and holds a hand out to you. Grabbing his hand you step out of the car and begin walking towards the building. “It’s gonna be a good night, I can tell.” you smile looking at Alex, admiring his suit, tailored to fit him perfectly. He stiffened at your words, causing a confused look to settle on your face, which quickly leaves at his next words. “Yeah baby, I hope so. Now are you ready to have your favorite dinner?”
“Hello, welcome, would you like your regular table sir?” the hostess asked. Alex hums a yes, “Please.” She grabs two menus and turns to lead you two to the table. “Alright Mr.Newhook this way.” she nods and gestures towards the left, walking towards the lone table. Every time Alex brought you to this restaurant— or almost any restaurant, the two of you were sat at the same tables. This one was on the patio, there was a gorgeous view and it was one of the few seated outside.
There were tall glasses of water, lit candles and sliverware already waiting at the table when you got to the table. Alex pulls your chair out letting you sit down before he sits down in front of you. In the few short minutes before the waitress shows up to take your orders you and Alex sit in a quiet, comfortable, silence.
“Hello guys, my name’s Luna. I’ll be taking care of you tonight. What can I get you?” the girl smiles at you.
You and Alex both order fast, the same meals that you always order, wanting to get back to your conversation. Luna eyes your conjoined hands resting on the table, “Can i just say, you two are such a cute couple.” she says smiling.
“Thank you.” Alex says at the same time as you with a smile. You feel your cheeks heat at her compliment, excited to hear it. She turns and walks to put your orders in, allowing the conversation to continue to flow smoothly between Alex and you.
When dinner was over he leads you out of the restaurant towards his parked car laughing at some dumb joke you’d made. As always Alex opens the passenger side door letting you get seated.
“Baby?” he questions when he parks in front of your home, a serious look resting on his face. There was a change in the atmosphere and you could tell that something was wrong. “I have something to tell you, Is it okay if I come in for a few?” he fidgets with his fingers. Helping you come to the conclusion that he was nervous. Alex doesn’t normally get nervous, at least not in this way. The few times you had seen him get really nervous he would constantly fidget with his hands, picking at the skin around his nails.
“Of course you can baby, you don’t have to ask.” you smile, grabbing his hand to stop his picking. The two of you walk to your front door, greeting your pet cat on the way to the living area.
Alex sits beside you and holds your hands in his larger ones. “Okay baby, i’m gonna tell you something and it's going to sound absolutely insane but i need you to not freak out on me? Can we do that?” he asks, voice shaky. Your eyes widen at how tense he’s become in such a short time. “I can try.” you confirm, eyebrows furrowing.
“I’m…um I’m a part of the mafia.” he says, sounding more like a question rather than a fact. You sit before him with a shocked look etched on your face.
“Alex…what are you saying?” you ask, shaking your head. Knowing you must have heard him wrong, because there was no way he said what you think he did. “I know it's crazy, and I understand if you don’t wanna be with me, knowing my...affiliations with the mafia,” he clears his throat, cringing at how he sounds. “I just needed you to know, because I want this to go far baby, but I couldn't keep this from you anymore.”
“Can— can I just sleep on it? Just some time to process this, you know?” you stumble over your words. He nods quickly, “Take all the time you need. I know that it’s a lot to think about. I'll be here whenever you decide.” you open your arms, signaling a hug when he stands to leave. “Thank you, for telling me Alex.” you whisper in his ear when he rests his head in your neck, making him smile and press a soft kiss where your shoulder and neck meet.
He pulls back resting his forehead on yours, gazing into your eyes a sad look etched onto his features. It made your heart hurt but you knew this wasn’t something to just be okay with and pretend it didn’t happen. He runs his hands down your arms, putting his hands in yours. “Take your time okay? i’ll be fine, i just want you to be sure on if you would like to stay with me or not. I’ll wait for you for however long you need.” he says, lips just barely brushing against yours, before turning towards your front door and letting himself out.
You got almost no sleep after Alex left. Most of the night your mind was running rampant thinking of every possible outcome of whatever decision you were to make. His confession should have scared you, made you upset or angry but you weren’t. It was four thirty in the morning when you rolled over to grab your phone and send Alex a message.
you: I want to talk more about this in the morning. come over whenever?
What you didn’t expect however, was his almost immediate response.
sweet boy: Of course, my love. I’ll be there at noon. Please get some rest.
He was always so formal in texts and you never understood, but that somehow made more sense now. You still didn’t have your head fully wrapped around what he had told you. It was so crazy, Alex was always so gentle and sweet to you in every way possible. You thought he wasn’t even able to hurt a fly. Thinking about it now though, it all made sense. It was why he was always getting you such expensive gifts and taking you to such expensive restaurants. And when his phone would ring and the contact was a single letter rather than a name. There were so many clues and yet you missed them all.
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The next morning you woke up with a pounding headache from getting so little sleep the night before. It was a little bit before twelve when you heard a knock on your door, unconsciously bringing a smile to your lips. No matter what happened today the two of you would always love the other, the both of you knew that.
Opening the door you’re greeted by Alex in a plain red tee and a pair of blue jeans. It was one of your favorite looks on him, it’s such a simple thing but he makes it work so well.
“Hey Alex.” you mutter, getting closer to him before wrapping your arms around his waist. This act alone gives him hope. Hope that you didn’t hate him and that you would still want to be with him. “Hi my love.” he whispered into your hair. You reach for his hand when you pull away before walking him to the couch.
“Last night was awful.” you start. His eyes that have been fixated on his hands since you sat together look into yours while he nods in agreement. “I hated being without you y/n.”
“Me too Alex, me too.” you say sadly.
“I’m willing to try this out still. I love and adore you. You have been such a great man to me and I’m so thankful for that. I just have a load of questions though, ‘s that okay?”
He nods eagerly, “Of course baby, anything you wanna know, I’ll tell you.”
“Well it’s gonna be a long day then isn’t it?” you joke.
“Do you want me to make us some coffee or something else while we talk?”
“Yeah, but I’ll make it for us baby, you just sit with me and get your thoughts together yeah?”
Nodding you follow him into the kitchen, studying him as if now that you knew you would somehow be able to tell in the way that he makes coffee. It wasn’t any different than any of the hundreds of times he’s made coffee for you.
“I’m sure I already know the answer to this but— do you, y’know,” you drag your thumb across your throat. His face drops and it confirms your suspicions. “Nobody that’s innocent. No women or children either.” If you were honest, his statement made your chest feel lighter in a way, like an imaginary weight was lifted off of it. Mumbling a small ‘okay’ you think of another question.
“Are you…the leader or,” his head perks up from his coffee mug, “I am.” he says with a curt nod,placing the steaming mug back down onto the counter.
“When did that happen? How- um how long has it been?” He takes a moment to gather his thoughts. “Just under two years that I've been in charge. About ten since I was made to join.”
“Made to join?”
His face scrunches, reliving the memory, “Sorry sorry you don’t have to tell me.”
“No. It’s just a very painful memory to think about.”
He clears his throat before beginning, “My father was in charge before I was. He was much worse than I am, more brutal. He made what seemed like thousands of enemies and one day it came back to bite him in the ass.”
“Alex, I’m so sorry.” you stumble over your words while reaching across the counter to hold his hand.
He shrugs “I always knew it would happen, I’ve accepted it now.”
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Hours later and Alex is finally done answering all of your questions. It went better than you’d expected. You had learned so many new things and some that you wished you didn’t. Overall you were happy with what had happened. It was crazy and you knew it, but for him it was worth it.
“Alex?” you murmur lifting your head off of his chest, looking up at him. “Yeah?” he hums without opening his eyes. You bring your face closer to his, lips just barely touching his. “I love you, you big bad mafia boss.” you joke making him throw his head back in laughter. “I love you too,” he says, pressing a kiss to your nose, “so much,” a kiss to your cheek.
“This is gonna be so weird,” you say, drawing little things across his bare skin with your fingertips. A small smile graces his face as he nods. “I know it will be love. But I've got you, I'll protect you.” he says puffing his chest out jokingly, but you know he wasn’t joking. He’d be there for you as long as you wanted him to be there with you.
The rest of the night was spent with you making as many jokes about his confession as possible. The night was full of laughs and Alex whispering sweet nothings to you and you knew this would be okay. It was dangerous being with him and you knew it but nothing happened in the first months you were together so you believed he’d be able to keep you safe.
When it got late the two of you moved from your couch to your bed for the night. Alex pulled you impossibly close to him and you almost immediately curled into his side, closing your eyes. Right as you were about to drift into a peaceful sleep you hear him say a soft ‘thank you.’ You weren’t completely sure what he was thanking you for but you didn’t care, all you knew was you were going to be happy with him for as long as possible.
