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Wholeheartedly /15/ Auston Matthews

A/N: Hi, I still write. I promise. I just procrastinate and I’m also a major slacker. But I’m still here, and so is Wholeheartedly. ALSO NO ONE TOLD ME I CAN’T LINK STUFF ANYMORE....OOPS. Masterlist is 100% up to date though.

“Grammy! Pappy!”

You wiped your forehead with the back of your hand and looked over your shoulder in time to see both boys bolting towards the front door. You were trying to get started on dinner, but your head was spinning, making it quite difficult to focus on anything. You’d been hoping that the sickness would’ve subsided a little by now. But it only seemed to be getting worse.

 You put a hand on your back, rubbing it slowly. The back pain had started yesterday. Next to the sickness, the constant aches were your least favorite part of pregnancy. Just when you’d think you were going good, your back would hurt, or your feet, or parts of your body you didn’t even know could ache.

 You felt Auston put a hand on your shoulder before taking the spoon away from you, “I got this, you go sit down with them.”

 “Aus-“

 “This is the one thing I do know how to cook without incident,” He said softly, “Go.”

 You wrapped your arms around him and kissed his cheek. He smiled and kissed the side of your head, his free hand brushed your growing stomach. He grinned at you before gently nudging you away from the stovetop. Reluctantly, you stepped away and allowed him to finish cooking dinner.

 Ema and Brian were in the living room with the boys. Jake was sitting on Ema’s lap, happily going on about whatever Auston had taken them out to do this afternoon. Meanwhile, B was showing Brian his new mini hockey stick. You smiled at your boys and their grandparents. Ema had bawled with you when you’d told her about B, and cried even harder when you’d told her about Jakey.

 “B please take it easy on your Pappy,” You reminded him.

 “But that’s no fun mama!” B argued, “Pappy can take it!”

 You gave him a look which resulted in him backing down. You ruffled his hair and kissed the top of his head as you walked by. Ema smiled at you softly before patting the space on the couch next to her. She certainly didn’t have to tell you twice; your feet were throbbing and were no doubt swollen.

 “You look like you’re ready to drop,” She observed, “Are you okay?”

 “I’ve just been doing a lot to get the house ready before my family comes, and for us to leave right after. But I’m okay,” You assured her.

 She ran a hand over your hair, something that somehow every mother knew would sooth any child. Ema always had the ability to somehow make anyone feel calm, no matter the circumstances. There was no doubt in your mind that she’d be over the moon about the baby. Ema knew you’d wanted more kids, she hadn’t tried to hide the fact that she wanted more grandchildren either.

 “Mama, where’s daddy?” Jakey asked you.

 “He’s finishing dinner,” You told him, “Although, he might let you help if you ask nicely.”

 Jakey slid off of Ema’s lap and took off running towards the kitchen. You could hear him asking Auston what he could do to help him. You could hear Auston pull up a chair for Jake to stand on as he instructed him on the few things he could help with.

 Nearly half an hour later B was helping you set the table. Per Auston’s request, Ema tested dinner to make sure it was correct.  The second he got his mother’s seal of approval, we all started to fix our plates. I always hated this time of year, because we all knew that the off season was quickly winding down. It seemed that every year it flew by faster and faster.

 “When is your family coming in, Y/N?” Brian asked you.

“Thursday,” You replied, “And Lucas is supposed to come back tomorrow, but who knows with him.”

 “But Uncle Lucas promised he’d come back for my birthday,” B stated.

 “Oh Bubby he will be,” Auston promised, “He just might not make it in before Mimi and Papaw.”

“Is Uncle Lucas going to get in trouble?” Jake asked.

 “Probably,” You laughed, “But it’s okay.”

 You tried to eat everything that was on your plate. After all, this was normally one of your favorite dishes. But the baby seemed to have other ideas, or had just decided that the two of you no longer liked the food. You carefully pushed the dish away, just enough so that you wouldn’t feel the need to gag.

 Although, with the way your stomach was now turning, you weren’t entirely sure if you’d need to make a quick exit or not. Auston glanced over at you before slightly squeezing your thigh. When you were pregnant with both of the boys you couldn’t get enough of Ema’s recipes, but clearly this baby wanted no of that.

 “You okay?” Auston whispered.

 You nodded, humming slightly. You closed your eyes for a second and took a deep breath before reaching for your water. You’d hopped that the sickness would start subsiding soon, but you were more than wrong. You were lucky on days that you could actually eat without the nausea.

 The boys were going on about B’s party this weekend. This one would be family only, but little did he know another party with the Leafs had already been planned. That was all their doing, they just told you and Auston when and where to bring the boys.

 You were able to force down a bit more food, knowing you needed to try and eat something. The moment you’d all finished B and Jakey went running upstairs to play while the rest of you cleaned up. But your head started spinning, causing you to quickly lean against the counter to keep yourself upright.  Auston was by your side in an instant, wrapping an arm around you to help support you.

 “Are you still not feeling well?” Ema asked you, “Don’t feel like you need to stay down here with us.”

 You glanced over at Auston and smiled. You’d wanted to tell everyone when you were all together, but now just seemed like the right time. Just the four of you in the kitchen, small and simple. You wrapped your arms around Auston. He looked down at you and couldn’t help but smile.

 “Actually, we have some news,” Auston told them.

 He never broke eye contact with you, his smile growing wider and wider. Every time he smiled like that you swore your heart would melt. Tonight was no different. He kissed your forehead and held you, waiting for you to say something. Even though this was his family, he always wanted you to be the one to really tell them.

 You rested your hand on your stomach and looked over at Ema and Brian, “Well,” You could help but laugh, “We’re having another baby.”

 Ema started crying almost automatically as she moved to hug you. She held you tightly still crying. Her crying caused you to cry, which you would’ve done even if your emotions weren’t all over the place. She let go of you and wiped away your tears as the two of you laughed.

 “Oh mija,” She grinned, and then reached out for Auston, “And my little Pappi.”

 She pulled Brian over, and so the four of us stood huddled in the kitchen laughing and crying over the newest addition to the family. All of you couldn’t help but laugh even harder when the boys started yelling and arguing over who scored and who didn’t.

 “We haven’t told my family yet,” You informed Brian and Ema, “We were planning on telling all of you this weekend, but obviously Auston and I couldn’t wait.”

 “Don’t worry, we won’t say anything,” Brian promised.

 “How far along are you?” Ema finally asked.

 You put your hands back on your stomach, cradling the small but growing bump, “Almost thirteen weeks.”

 “DADDY! BUBBY IS CHEATING!” Jake yelled from upstairs.

 “I did not!” B yelled, “You hit me first!”

 Auston sighed and set down his glass, “This is why they aren’t allowed to play mini sticks without being watched.”

 “C’mon,” Brian said, clapping Auston’s shoulder, “We promised them a game of 2 on 2.”

 Two days later you were trying to clean up the rest of the house before you had to leave to go to the airport. Lucas still hadn’t showed back up, even though he’d called earlier in the morning to promise that he’d be home in time. You weren’t particularly looking forward to having to explain it all to your parents, but it wouldn’t be the first time that you’d covered for him.

You glanced at the clock, you had to be at the airport in an hour, which would give you enough time to finally wake up the boys and get them dressed and fed. Auston was making up the other guest rooms for you so you didn’t have to worry about it. Which meant you had more time to clean up the kitchen and living room.

 You finished putting away the now clean dishes before you started to head upstairs. Both of the boys had squeezed into B’s bed, which was slightly bigger than Jakey’s. Gently, you shook B’s little shoulder, causing him to roll over and burry his head into his pillow. You laughed and shook him again.

 “C’mon baby, you have to get up,” You told him softly, “We gotta get ready to go pick up Mimi, Grampy, and Uncle Peter and Aunt Erika.”

 “Too early,” He mumbled, somehow pulling the blanket up higher above his head.

 Jakey groaned and ripped the blanket back down and pushed B away from him. You knelt down in front of the bed and brushed Jake’s hair out of his face. He really needed to get a haircut but he was bound and determined he was going to grow it out like William’s.

 “Don’t you two want to go get Mimi and Papaw?” You questioned.

 “Mimi and Papaw?” Jake asked sleepily.

 “They’re coming today, remember?” You replied, “But you need to get up so we can go get them.”

 Jake’s little eyes cracked open. He pulled his bear closer to his chest and let out a little whimper. Neither of them particularly liked being woken up early. On days that they woke up early on their own they were fine, but they hated actually being woken up. They got that from Auston.

 “I know baby,” You sighed, “But the both of you can sleep in the car on the way there, I promise.”

 Jake nodded slightly and slowly rolled out of the bed. It took you five more minutes to finally get B up. Getting them both dressed and fed and into the car was another challenge, but Auston was there to help with that. Once the two of you finally got both the boys buckled in, you quickly checked your phone to make sure your family’s flight was on time.

 Lucas still hadn’t showed up, although you hoped he’d be here by the time you got back. Climbing in the car, you glanced back at both boys who’d already fallen asleep. Auston reached for your hand and kissed it before starting up the car. The ride to the airport was pretty silent. You and Aus chatted a little about all that you needed to do in the next week.

 Neither one of you were ready for the off season to be over, yet the end was more than insight. Your family would fly out on Wednesday and the rest of you would follow behind on Friday. It seemed like you’d blinked and the summer was gone.

 “Do we go in yet?” Auston asked once he’d pulled into the parking lot of the airport.

 You looked back at your sleeping boys and smiled as you gently rubbed your stomach. You knew neither of the boys would wake up enough to actually walk into the airport, meaning that you and Auston would probably have to carry them. Not that you minded, you still wished they’d stop growing and would stay like this forever.

 “Yeah, the plane should be landing soon,” You sighed.

 “You take Little Man, I got Bubs,” Auston told you, knowing Jake was still almost light as a feather.

 Jake whimpered a bit as you picked him up, but almost instantly wrapped his arms around you and fell back asleep. You kissed the top of his little head again before you and Auston started to make your way into the busy airport. The two of you found a bench to sit on while you waited for your family to come through the gate.

 Neither Jake or B woke up once. You were beginning to wonder if they’d slept at all the night before. Normally they were nothing but energy, especially if they knew their grandparents and uncles and aunts would all be together. They loved nothing more than when both your’s and Auston’s families were together.

 You gently rocked Jakey back and forth as you waited. If your phone wasn’t tucked away in your back pocket, you’d probably be checking it every two seconds. Or, if Jake wasn’t still fast asleep in your arms, you’d be pacing around. Beside you, Auston chuckled a little and put his hand on your knee, trying to get you to calm down.

 Even though you knew they’d be walking out any minute, part of you always got a little nervous that something had gone wrong. That was one of the main things you hated about anyone traveling.

 “Babe, look,” Auston pointed towards the gate, where you could just make out the top of Peter’s head from behind everyone else.

 “Jakey, sweetheart,” You said softly, “They’re here.”

 Brian, who was already half awake in Auston’s lap, shot right up, “Mimi and Papaw?”

 “Yeah Bubby,” Auston said, still holding onto him, “They’ll be walking right out of that gate.”

 This finally got Jake’s attention and he too sat up and began scanning the airport. Erika was the first person to make it out and spot us. Both of the boys wiggled out of you and Auston’s grasp and look of running towards your little sister. In response, she dropped to her knees and held her arms out for her little nephews to come crashing into.

 You saw your big brother next, which prompted you to take off running towards him. Somehow, you were able to ignore your swollen and aching feet and completely take off. You crashed into him, almost knocking him completely off his feet.

 “Easy, you act like it’s been a year and not just the summer,” He laughed, holding you tightly.

 “C’mon, I missed one of my partners in crime,” You argued, “Besides, it feels like it has been a year.”

 Upon hearing your parents saying hello to Auston though, you quickly let go of your brother and moved onto them, “Mama, daddy.”

“Hi honey.”

 “Hey, where’s the other nincompoop?” Erika questioned, quickly giving you a hug.

 “Lucas is back at the house,” Auston answered, “He got in late last night, but he did say he was fixing us all lunch.”

 You glanced over at your husband, not knowing anything about Lucas being back. However, you weren’t about to question it. Not when it meant probably having to admit to your mom that you didn’t really know where your baby brother was.

 “C’mon my little dude,” Erika said, scooping up Jake, “Maybe you and I can school your brother and Uncle Peter in some hockey later.”

 “Not likely baby sis,” Peter laughed, “Brian and I can take you no problem. Right B?”

 “Right!” Your oldest son agreed, taking hold of Peter’s hand.

 You held onto Auston’s hand as all of you made your way back out to the car. Trying to cram all of the luggage into the back was an interesting sight for sure, but somehow Auston and Peter managed. Erika elected to sit in very back with the boys, all of them chatted away the entire time. Peter caught you up on everything that was happening back in Toronto, and about his new job in the city.

 You were more than surprised when Auston pulled back into your driveway, and Lucas’s rental car was there. You honestly didn’t think he’d actually be back. But sure enough, he was in the kitchen making something when you all walked in.

 “How’d you know he’d be here?” You asked Auston.

 “He texted me while we were waiting,” Auston shrugged, “Told you it’d be fine.”

 You nodded, “Now we just have to get through this weekend.”

 “It won’t be that bad,” He assured you, “We just better hope our parents didn’t go overboard with birthday presents.”

You gave him a look, “Auston, our parents don’t know how not to go overboard.”

 “Fair enough.”

 “Mama! Look Uncle Lucas cut a smiley face on my sandwich!” Jake cheered.

 “Keeping traditions alive I see,” Erika laughed, holding up her own smiley face sandwich.

 Lucas just shrugged and smiled, “Since when do you have a problem with the sandwiches, Riks?”

 “Since never, Y/N buys the good peanut butter, unlike you Luke,” She shot back, “Which reminds me, why don’t you go ahead and make another Luke.”

 He shook his head and pulled out more bread, “I liked you better when you were a few towns away.”

 B quickly ran to hug Erika, “I still love you Aunt Riks.”

 “Aww, good to know someone with the name of Lucas still loves me,” She joked.

“I love you too!” Jake said, racing over to join the hug.

 Erika stuck her tongue out at Lucas and Peter, before pulling both your sons in close. Lucas started to flip her off before Peter caught his hand, effectively stopping him. You chuckled and shook your head.

 “When are the both of you actually going to grow up?” You questioned, mostly joking.

 “Probably never,” Lucas answered.

 “You should try it Lucas,” Erika suggested, “You might actually like it.”

 “I think I’m good,” He laughed.

 Later that night, you were helping Erika unpack a few things, and try to find the shirt she swore she left last year. You were still digging around in the spare closet when she shut the door of her guest room. She jumped on the bed and just looked at you with a big grin.

 “What did you do Riks?”

“When are you and Aus planning on telling all of us?” She asked.

 “Telling everyone what?” You tried to play it off.

 “Oh please, you’re wearing your baggy shirts, plus you barely touched your dinner which is highly unusual. Oh also, you and Auston are looking even more clingy, which normally happens when you’re pregnant,” She explained, “So, when are the two of you going to tell us?”

 “Still don’t know what you’re talking about,” You innocently shrugged.

 “You big fat, pregnant, liar,” She exclaimed, “Oh my god!”

 “Shh! God Riks, don’t scream,” You hissed, “Just try and act like you aren’t too smart for your own good, please?”

 “Cross my heart,” She squealed, “Oh my god another baby.”

 She hugged you tightly, already starting to cry. No matter what, you always knew Erika would love your kids more than anything. Even if the two of you weren’t the closest growing up, just because of the age gap, but you also knew she’d be there for you in a heartbeat.

 “Just don’t say anything until B’s party,” You warned, “Lucas already knows, but only because he walked in when Aus and I were talking about my next ultrasound.”

 “Of course that bastard knows,” She huffed, “He always knows everything and it pisses me off.”

 “Well you know before Auston’s sisters, and mom, dad, and Peter, so that counts for something,” You pointed out.

 “I hope you know I’m going to spend every spare minute with you this season,” She said matter-of-factly.

 “I already figured that out Riks,” You laughed, “And I’d like that.”

 “Good, because now you don’t have a choice,” She explained, “I already want to spoil the mess out of this kid. Speaking of which, I got both boys like five jerseys.”

 “Erika!”

 “What? It’s B’s birthday, and I can’t say no to Jake’s pouty face,” She shrugged. 

 “Yeah, that makes two of us,” You laughed, “Once he gives me that look I’m done for. Which means he get away with more than he should most days.”

 “That’s what being the youngest is for,” She pointed out, “He might as well milk it while he can.”

 You smiled and put a hand on your stomach, “Oh, trust me, he will.”

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Wholeheartedly /14/ Auston Matthews

After a long cold shower, and an even longer time spent trying not to throw up, you stood in front of the large floor length mirror in your bathroom. Auston was just starting to wake up when you got out of the shower, but hadn’t woken up enough to the point of getting out of bed. You glanced over at him, still sprawled out across the bed, clutching your pillow. You couldn’t help but smile at the sight. There was almost nothing that you loved more than waking up to him by your side.  Even after all these years, you had trouble realizing that this was all real and you wouldn’t wake up and find it to be a dream.

 “This is a good way to wake up,” Auston said, voice still incredibly raspy from sleep.

 You smiled and looked over at him. His hair looked fluffy and was sticking up all over the place. Your little laugh was enough for Auston to lazily ran his hand through his hair in an attempt to get it to settle down. He slowly pushed himself out of bed and made his way over to you. His chest was solid and warm against your back as he pulled you closer to him.

 He leaned down and lightly kissed your neck, “How are we doing today? Is our littlest troublemaker acting up again?”

 His hands moved to cover your own, that were still resting on your stomach, “Nothing a nice cold shower couldn’t fix,” You promised.

 He smiled at you, studying you in the mirror, “Look,” He hummed, moving his hands.

 You eyed him carefully through the mirror, but angled your body just enough to see what he was so obviously seeing. Your stomach had the smallest round appearance to it. You realized, rather quickly, that you were now past the point of just merely looking bloated. It was a small bump, but it was there, with a promise that you were just one day closer to having your little baby in your arms.

 “Of course, you’d be the one who would notice,” You almost laughed, still unable to look away.

 He moved his hand so that it was directly on the little swell of your stomach. You leaned back against him, resting your head against his chest. You couldn’t help but just close your eyes and listen to the sound of his heartbeat. The house was still silent, thanks to the fact that neither your boys or your brother had woken up yet.

 It seemed to be becoming increasingly rare that you and Auston would get a few moments alone in the morning or throughout the course of the day. You knew that it would only get worse as the hockey season drew closer. You were trying to enjoy the semi calm while it still lasted. You knew that once the season started, it would be full speed ahead until the season ended and summer came back around.

 “I guess it’s a good thing I have a lot of loose fitting clothing in my closet,” You sighed, “B’s party is still almost two weeks away, and a lot can change before then.”

 “Well, no one said our plan of telling everyone then was set in stone,” He softly reminded you, “If we have to adapt accordingly, then we will. Simple as that.”

 “We have to tell the boys first,” You almost whispered.

 “That should be interesting,” Auston laughed, “But I’m sure we’ll manage.”

 You heard footsteps, too heavy and loud to be either of the boys, walking down the stairs. Sighing, you turned around in Auston’s arms to face him. A big part of you wished Lucas would’ve slept for at least another twenty minutes, because now you felt the need to go downstairs and make breakfast. The boys would surely wake up soon, and would undoubtedly come find you, no matter where you were in the house.

 Auston kissed your forehead before resting his chin on top of your head. Just a few more moments, you told yourself. You wanted to stay like that just a little while longer. Maybe you could just stay like that just a little while longer. Reluctantly though, you pulled away from Auston but not far enough away to the point that his arms were no longer around you.

 “I should go start breakfast,” You sighed.

 “Or we could stay like this for a while,” He suggested.

 “They will come find us,” You reminded him, “You know Jakey gets moody when he doesn’t get his breakfast, and he gets that from his Uncle Luke.”

 He sighed and let you go, “Fine. I’ll be down in a few minutes to help.”

 You pulled him down enough to kiss him, allowing yourself a few more moments to just be close to him without two little boys trying to get in-between the two of you.  Sighing, you finally pulled away, taking a few steps towards the bedroom.

“Do you mind if I take one of your old shirts?” You questioned.

 “You’ll just take it anyway,” He shrugged, “My old Lions shirt is in the bottom drawer. I know you like that one.”

 You couldn’t help but smile and make my way towards the dresser. Just as promised, his old Lions shirt was in the bottom drawer, worn well past the point of softness. When the two of you were still just dating, you’d taken it from him, with little to no remorse. For all intents and purposes, it’s been your shirt ever since.

 “I’m just going to take a quick shower,” He informed you, “And then I’ll be down.”

 You kicked the bathroom door shut as you walked passed it. You pulled the shirt on over your head and quickly grabbed a pair of sweatpants and began to make your way downstairs. As you slowly made your way down the steps, you pulled your hair up to get it out of your face.

 Lucas was sitting at the kitchen island, sipping on a cup of coffee. He was wearing his old high school team sweatshirt, “I made coffee.”

 “Not supposed to drink it, dumbass,” You laughed.

 “Shit. I saw decaf, I think?” He offered.

 “It’s fine Luke,” You promised, “Do you want some eggs?”

He nodded and chugged the rest of his coffee before hopping up to get another cup. Meanwhile, you started to get everything out to make the eggs for everyone. You could feel Lucas watching you rather carefully. He didn’t say anything, nor did he move from his seat, but it was hard to miss the way that his eyes followed you around the kitchen.

 You didn’t question him though, he always seemed to do that. Him and Peter both. Almost like they’d both be ready to leap into action to protect you from whatever might come your way. But this wasn’t so much a protective thing, so much as it seemed curious. Because every time you turned to glance back at him, he was more than relaxed and almost seemed in awe in a way.

 “What’s it like?” He finally asked you.

“What’s what like?” You questioned, turning to look at him.

 “The whole,” He stopped and made an odd motion around his stomach, obviously trying to indicate a belly.

 “You can say pregnant, Lucas. It’s okay,” You laughed, turning back to stir the eggs, “Why are you asking though?”

 He hopped off his stool, and walked around to hop into the counter next to you. Something that normally you’d be yelling at him for, afraid it would teach your boys bad habits, since they normally tried to take after their uncles. They already, somehow, had a lot of the same mannerisms as your brothers, it almost made you laugh some days.

 “I don’t know,” He shrugged, “I mean, I hope that one day I’ll get the chance to be a father and all. But mainly, I’ve just kind of always wondered what it was like.”

 You thought for a second while you scooped the eggs out of the pan and onto two plates, “It’s scary. Pretty damn amazing too, but really scary.”

 “Why is it scary?”

 “Because so many things could go wrong, with the baby and me,” You simply replied, “And I’ve never had to move like this when I was pregnant, nor have I started the season while pregnant. Stress is bad, and the beginning of the hockey season is always the most stressful time. Between Auston being gone so much, and trying to get the boys settled in Toronto again. To be honest, I don’t know how I’m going to do it. Especially since you aren’t going to be there, and Peter will be coaching, Riks will be at school, and mom and dad are hours away.”

 “You’re like a fucking Wonder Woman, Y/N,” He laughed, “Give yourself some credit here.”

 “Wonder Woman wasn’t pregnant,” You reminded him.

 “Actually, Gal Gadot was,” He pointed out.

 You smiled and shoved him slightly. He grinned and jumped down from the counter before going to the fridge to grab juice out for the boys. A few minutes later, B came down, still looking extremely sleepy. He carefully pulled himself up onto the stool next to where Lucas had once again sat down.

“Still sleepy bubby?” You asked him.

 “Mmhmm,” He mumbled, “Jakey rolled over and hit me in the face with his Carlton.”

 “I’m sorry baby,” You tried not to laugh, “Do you want some eggs and some juice? Would that make it better?”

 He nodded slowly, giving you a rather pitiful look. Lucas cracked a smile and ran his hand through B’s hair and kissed the side of his head. Brian, who up until that moment seemed fine with sitting on his own chair, then started to awkwardly climb over to Lucas, before your little brother gave up and hauled your son into his lap. B just seemed to sigh happily and lean back against Luke, something he’d done with both of your brothers since he was a baby.

 You weren’t sure if it was the overload of hormones, or if it was just because the moment itself was so sweet, but seeing your son with his little head tucked under Lucas’s chin with Lucas’s arms wrapped tightly around B’s little body, made you want to cry. In fact, you did start to cry. Completely unable to stop the tears that decided to start falling, you quickly turned around and started to try and act like you were fixing something. You jumped when arms wrapped around your waist a few minutes later, too caught up in trying to calm yourself down to have heard Auston come downstairs.

 His hair was still wet as he nuzzled his head into your neck, placing a few soft kisses there before pulling away. He leaned over just a bit more to see your face, and almost instantly you could see the worry flash in his eyes.

 “You okay?” He whispered.

 You smiled, feeling rather embarrassed, “It’s the stupid pregnancy hormones. I’m fine.”

 He laughed and kissed your cheek before pulling away from you. You turned off the stove top and watched him lift Jakey, who was still more than half asleep, into the chair next to Luke and B. Jakey just groaned and leaned forward to rest his head on the counter, but not before deciding to use his little Carlton as a pillow.

 “Morning,” Lucas mumbled, “Oh by the way, I’m going to go hang with some of my old teammates in Vegas for a few days, if that’s cool with you sis.”

 “I don’t care what you do,” You shrugged, “Well, I mean I do care, but you’re an adult. Just be back by the time mom and dad fly in next week. I don’t want to explain why you disappeared and where you went.”

“You got it boss,” He joked.

 Lucas packed up and left around lunch, just before both boys went down for their short afternoon nap. You decided to take the opportunity to take an extremely short catnap. You’d ended up practically begging Auston to just climb in the bed with you and hold you. However, it didn’t take much convincing because he would do practically anything for you while you were pregnant. Plus, he never turned down the opportunity to cuddle, even if it was just for a few minutes.

 Less than an hour later, the boys were back up and ready to go. You could never understand how kids had that much energy, or how you ever had that much energy. You wished you could drink caffeine, because you needed it now more than you used to. You’d forgotten just how draining being pregnant was. You were starting to get up when Auston gently pulled you back down onto the bed.

 “Stay, sleep a little more,” He softly told you, “I got the boys.”

 You rolled over and looked up at him, “I love you.”

 He smiled and quickly kissed you before getting out of bed and disappearing down the hall. You heard him take the boys outside, followed by the sound of hockey sticks slamming. You smiled and pulled the covers up higher. Outside, you could hear Auston talking to the boys about how to hold their sticks right. You hoped that one day, many many years from now, when he’d retired from the NHL, he would decide to coach. He was great with kids and teaching them how to play. He loved getting to do clinics here and there during the summer and during the season if he had time.

 You laid on your back, staring up at the ceiling for a while. You were just about to drift off when you felt the slightest movement in your stomach. Had this been your first pregnancy, you would’ve passed it off, not even daring to think twice about it. You would’ve blamed it on gas or digestion. But you knew better now. Your eyes watered again as you placed a hand directly over where you felt it move.

 “Hi there my littlest one,” You whispered, “I can’t wait to meet you.”

 You waited, knowing that the chances of feeling the still tiny baby move again were slim to none. Neither one of the boys were extremely active until midway through the second trimester, and by that point they did nothing but kick you all of the time. Not that you minded, every kick meant that they were fine. Not to mention pretty strong.

 You didn’t get back out of bed for another hour, only dozing off for short time. However, you felt a lot better after being able to just relax. The boys were still outside, only now B and Jake were playing on the playset they’d gotten last summer. Auston was somehow managing to push both boys on the swings with little no to difficulty.

 You stayed near the back door, trying not to interrupt their time together. Summer was always the time that Auston could spend with the boys. Sometimes he’d take them on little day trips to random places just so the three of them could have a day together. You knew it was hard on him to be away so much during the season, as much as he loved the road trips, he also hated them because it meant being away from his boys.

 “Higher daddy!”

 You fought a laugh as you watched Auston begin to struggle to push both boys higher. Jakey squeals and starts to kick his legs back and forth. You were pretty sure that if he wasn’t careful, he’d end up kicking Auston in the gut. But you could do nothing but watch all three of your boys smiling, so big and bright you were sure the sun wouldn’t be needed in your backyard.

 “Mama!” B cheered as he jumped off his swing and came running over to you.

 “Hey, what did we tell you about jumping off the swing,” You scolded him.

 “That I shouldn’t do it,” B mumbled.

 “Mama I’m hungry,” Jakey pipped in, still being pushed on the swing by Auston. 

 “Alright, c’mon,” You sighed opening the back door again, “I’ll make some snacks, and then we need to talk to you two about something.”

 Auston tugged on the chains of the swing to stop it so Jakey could hop off. The second his feet hit the ground he took off running inside and towards the kitchen.  Brian was quick to follow his little brother, yelling that he should get the snacks first because he was older. However, that caused Jake to once again whack B with his stuffed Carlton. Before you could even get inside to stop them, they’d both run to the living room and started to throw various cushions at each other.

 You sighed and put both hands on your stomach before looking over at Auston, “Lord help this baby.”

 “They’ll be great big brothers,” He told you.

 You pulled him inside with you, telling him he needed to get the boys to calm down while you fixed their snacks. You were getting ready to ask what they wanted when they both started shouting the same thing, which only made you laugh. Although they were both pretty picky, unlike their father, at least they both had the tendency to like the same foods.  

 Less than ten minutes later, the boys were happily chowing down on apple slices with slices of cheese melted on top. Auston used to make fun of you years ago when you used to make the snack for yourself, until you forced him to try it. You’d craved apples and cheese when you were pregnant with both of the boys, it was almost comical just how much of it you ate. So, it only seemed right that both boys liked it.

“Okay, now that you guys have your snacks,” You stated, “Dadda and I need to talk to you guys.”

“He did it!” They simultaneously said, pointing to the other.

 “No, you guys aren’t in trouble,” Auston laughed, “Mama and I have some news, that’s all.”

 Both boys relaxed into their chairs upon realizing they weren’t in any trouble. You grabbed Auston’s hand. You two hadn’t really figured out how you were going to tell them. However, you both knew that you needed to tell them today. Because you weren’t sure how much longer you could wait. Ema and Brian were coming over for dinner on Tuesday, and your family was flying in on Sunday for B’s party. 

 “How do you two feel about being big brothers?” You questioned.

 “But I already am a big brother!” Brian protested, pointing to Jakey.

 “But what if you both were?” Auston questioned.

 “What do you mean daddy?” Jakey asked.

 “Well, mama is going to have another baby,” Auston told them softly.

 “Another baby?” Jake mumbled.

 You nodded and walked over to Jake, “You’re going to have a little brother or sister soon.”

 He looked around, obviously very confused, “Where is the baby?”

 You laughed and put your hands just below and above your stomach, smoothing the shirt down so your little bump was visible, “Right here in my tummy.”

 “Did you eat it?” Brian suddenly looked really scared.

 “No,” You quickly replied, “But it needs to stay in my tummy so it can grow.”

 Brian at you and then over at Auston. Jake on the other hand slowly reached his hand out and poked your stomach before quickly pulling his hand away. You smiled at your baby boy as a big grin broke out across his face. He giggled and looked back at Auston who had a massive grin on his face.

 “How long is it in there?” Jakey asked you.

 “A few more months,” You told him, “The baby has to grow some more before you can meet it.”

 “Is it a boy or a girl?” Brian asked.

 “We don’t know yet Bub,” Auston explained, “But we’ll know soon.”

 “I want a sister!” Brian almost yelled.

 You laughed and kissed the top of his head, “I want a girl too.”

 “I’m really gonna be a big brother?” Jakey asked again.

 “Yeah, you are little man,” You replied.

 He squealed and threw his arms around you, basically jumping onto you. Brian jumped off his chair and ran around to hug you. They were both laughing as the hugged you and practically tackled you to the floor. Auston joined the three of you on the floor. The four of you stayed like that for what felt like forever. The boys started asking a lot of questions, like if the baby could hear or feel them yet.

 As you all sat on the couch together, watching cartoons after dinner, your boys on either side of you and Auston as always, you felt the movement in your stomach again. You always described them to Auston as little flutters, because that was the closest thing you could think of. Like actual butterflies moving around. You glanced down at Auston’s hand, which was covering half of your stomach, and covered it with your own. You’d tell him about it later, so you wouldn’t over excite the boys and make them think they could feel the baby.

 But as you looked at the boys, your heart could do nothing but swell at the thought that come this time next year, there would be five of you on this couch.

[trashforhockeyguys]

Wholeheartedly /11/ Auston Matthews

A/N: In honor of that damn overtime win. I give you part 11. 

“Are you feeling any better?” Auston asked you a few days later.

 You shrugged, “Yeah, I just feel off still.”

 “Off?”

 “As in, not quite right,” You explained, “I think I’m still trying to bounce back from the season.”

 “Do I need to cancel our date night tomorrow?” He questioned.

 You could tell that he was still genuinely worried that you weren’t feeling well. Normally the two of you were a bit off and groggy for a few days after the season ended, just because of how intense playoffs could be. Add in the jetlag from coming back to Arizona, and everyone liked to sleep for a while.

 But it was unusual for it to stick around with you for a while. Normally you bounced back first, because you had to take care of the boys, and Auston. You survived off of coffee and other sources of caffeine, while the boys acted like zombies for a while. However, this year it was the opposite.

 “No, don’t do that. You’ve been planning whatever it is since we came back,” You shook your head, “I’m fine, I probably just need a good nap or something.”

 “Are you okay for me to go to the gym for a bit?” He asked, fully ready to stay if you said he needed to.

 “No, go. I’ll probably just go crawl in bed and call my mom or Erika,” You replied, “Or sleep, since your parents have the boys for the weekend.”

 He smiled and kissed your forehead. You whined, motioning for him to come back. You pulled him down enough to properly kiss him. You sighed when he finally pulled away, knowing that he had to leave or he’d be late for his session. He brushed some hair out of your face, with a promise that he’d be home as soon as he finished.

 You tried to pick up the house some, but all you wanted to do was go crawl back in bed, preferably with Auston next to you. But, rather than wallow in the fact that he had to leave, you picked up the phone and called your parents, or to be more specific, your little sister.

Erika was in the middle of summer workouts in preparation for her next season. But, she was quick to answer the phone when she saw it was you. She was still out of breath from the run she’d just come back from a long run. But that didn’t stop her from automatically asking about the boys.

 “Jesus, Jake really threw his golf club like that?” She questioned.

 “Well, he didn’t throw it, so much as he just let go of it,” You replied.

 “Damn, I hate that I missed that,” She sighed, “I miss my little dude. And Bubs, of course.”

 “They miss you too,” You sighed.

 “Like hell they do,” She laughed, “Alex and Bree are filling that void.”

 “Lies, they do miss you,” You giggled.

 “Is that Y/N?” You heard your mom ask.

 “Mom, back off, she called me!” Erika complained.

 You shook your head as you listened to the two of the fight over who was going to talk to you. You pulled back the covers on your bed, and climbed in. You wrapped the covers around you, instantly feeling more comfortable. Your mom and your sister were still fighting, so you ended up hanging up on her. Two seconds later, you were connecting to a FaceTime call, so they could both easily talk to you.

 “Better?” You questioned.

 “Why are you in bed?” Erika questioned.

 “You try having two boys under the age of five, and a professional athlete as a husband, then you can ask why I’m in bed,” You shot back, half joking.

 “Honey, are you feeling okay? You look a bit pale,” Your mother stated.

“Ma, I’m fine. It’s just been a busy few days,” You shrugged, “And you know it takes a few days to adjust to being back in Arizona, with the time change and the heat.”

 “Oh my god!” Erika suddenly squealed, “You are so pregnant.”

 “Erika!” You and your mother both exclaimed.

 “When have I ever been wrong about this?” She questioned, “I’m the one who told you to take the test when you were pregnant with Jake.”

 You sighed and rubbed your face with your hand. Although Erika was right about that, she didn’t know everything. You’d started your period late last night, which was another possible reason that you were nauseous. You’d had hopes that you were already pregnant, but all of the signs kept pointing to no.

 “I’m not pregnant Riks,” You shook your head, “Sorry to burst your bubble.”

 You talked with them for a few more minutes before Erika announced she had to go shower before a date she had, and then hung up on you. You loved Erika, and you loved the way that she was pretty blunt about everything, but at some point, she’d have to slow down. Especially with college looming overhead.

 You snuggled further into your bed, deciding a quick nap before Auston came home wouldn’t be a bad thing. You could only attribute your constant fatigue to the fact that you hadn’t stopped to take a minute for yourself since before playoffs ended. Everyone had kept you rather busy.

 You woke up a while later, to the sound of presumably Auston, rustling around in the kitchen. You smiled, hearing him sing along to whatever music he was undoubtedly playing through his headphones. You rolled over, burring your head in his pillow. You just wanted a few more minutes, then you’d actually get up and probably have to figure out what you two were going to eat for dinner.

 Even if your stomach was still upset and food was the last thing on your mind, you did have to keep Auston fed. Chances were if he tried to cook something, he’d burn the house down. Or at least, if he cooked without supervision. But the more you tried to pull yourself out of bed, the more you just wanted to stay there.

 A few minutes later, you heard Auston starting to make his way up the steps towards your shared room. He was trying to be quiet, because he assumed you were still asleep. His eyes lit up when he noticed you were awake though. He smiled softly as he dropped his bag before making his way over to the bed.

 “I’m sorry, did I wake you up?” He questioned softly.

 You shook your head, “No.”

 “Scoot,” He motioned for you to move over a tad.

 Once he climbed in bed, he pulled you back towards him. You grinned and cuddled into his side. He started playing with your hair, brushing through it with his fingers, as softly as he could. Your body started to feel at ease again. You could feel him begin to relax as well. You wrapped your arms around him and smiled contently.

 “Are you feeling better?” He questioned.

 “A little,” You shrugged, “The nap helped.”

 “Did you talk to Erika? She texted me while I was at the gym,” He told you.

 “Yeah, she’s being nosey,” You laughed softly, “Plus, she’s in the middle of her summer training. So, her social life is a little limited to hockey.”

 “Has she decided where she’s committing to yet?”

 “No, she wants to tour some places again before making the big decision,” You mumbled, “Can’t say that I blame her.”

 He laughed, understanding how stressful it could be to decide your future. It was well known that Auston chose a very unconventional path, forfeiting his college eligibility to go play in Switzerland, before being drafted and starting his NHL career. You knew it was tough on him to choose that path, but you also knew he didn’t regret it.

 You only hoped that whatever Erika decided, she’d be happy. You remembered how stressful it was to decide where you’d spend your college years. Then of course, came the injury that ended your hockey career. But you still didn’t regret where you chose, because you still remained close to your old teammates. Plus, those relationships you’d formed there is what ultimately lead you to Auston.

 “She’ll be fine, babe,” Auston promised, “She learned from one of the best.”

“Six years of marriage, and you’re still sucking up,” You joked.

 “Just doing my job,” He whispered, kissing your forehead.

 The two of you had a pretty relaxed night. You reheated some pasta from the other night, deciding that both of you were too lazy to actually try to cook. After that, the two of you just laid around and watched movies before actually deciding to go back upstairs and crawl in bed. Auston kept you wrapped up in his arms. Mostly because you didn’t have any little boys trying to crawl into the bed for once.

 But early in the morning, you woke up feeling really hot. Your head was spinning by the time you shot out of bed and ran to the bathroom. You hunched over the toilet before empting your stomach, until there was nothing left. You leaned against the wall and tried to breathe. You didn’t feel like you’d get sick again, but your stomach was still clenching.

 You tried to think of what you might have eaten, but nothing came to mind that would’ve caused you to actually feel like this. You’d eaten the same thing that you’d had a few nights before, and it hadn’t messed with you before. Or at least, didn’t make you feel any worse.

 Your mind wondered to what your sister had told you yesterday. You knew you had one box of pregnancy tests in your cabinet, but you didn’t allow yourself to believe that you were actually pregnant. You and Auston never actually tried before, there was no way that it would be this easy.

 Not to mention the fact that you’d started your period. Sure, it was lighter than it had been in years, but you’d come off of birth control, and all of the stress from the last few weeks couldn’t be helping. You wouldn’t get your hopes up. You wouldn’t wake up Auston.

 You were shaking when you finally pulled the box out of the cabinet. You slowly walked back towards the toilet. You weren’t going to get excited. You weren’t going to let yourself believe that you were pregnant. You wouldn’t be able to deal with it if you weren’t.  

Those five minutes, waiting for the test to finish, were always the longest. It didn’t matter if you wanted the baby or not, it always felt like a lifetime. You would say time and time again, those few minutes felt like a lifetime. You tried to distract yourself by playing around on your phone, but you couldn’t stop thinking about that little plastic stick.

 When the timer finally went off, you felt like time had slowed to a stop. You took several deep breaths before you finally reached for the test. But you still couldn’t bring yourself to turn it over and actually check it. You almost didn’t want to, you were afraid if you were being completely honest.

 It wasn’t that you weren’t ready for a third, because you were. You knew that it was something that you wanted. But at the same time, it’d change so much. You were both ready for another, you both wanted it, yet, you couldn’t help but think about how everything would be different.

 Your breathing was uneven and almost labored as you finally turned the test over to look at it. You started crying almost immediately. You really hadn’t expected it to be positive, and super positive at that. You were used to taking one and it coming back with the faintest line possible, but enough for you to know you were pregnant. But there was no mistaking this.

 You stumbled back against the counter. You almost wanted to laugh, but all you could do was cry. Despite the fact you were crying, you had the biggest smile on your face. You were in shock, you knew you were. Your body was shaking. But you were also so overwhelmingly excited. You hadn’t really had the oprotunity to be excited like this as soon as you found out.

 When you found out you were pregnant with Brian, you’d been too afraid to do anything but cry. With Jake, all you could do was question the timing and fear what life with two babies would be like. But things were different this time around. You both wanted this, you’d somewhat planned for it. But knowing it was actually real, that this was actually happening, just felt so different.

 Words couldn’t really describe how you felt. All you could think of was how you’d have another little one. You smiled to yourself and placed a hand over your stomach, which was potentially the most cliché thing you could’ve done. You knew you wouldn’t be able to feel anything, but something was there. There was actually a baby.

 You heard Auston rustle in the bed. He’d probably somewhat wake up soon. You tried to pull yourself together and gain some sense of composer, but all you wanted to do was shout it from the rooftops. But instead, you slowly made your way back towards the bed.

 Auston had since rolled over on his stomach, his hair was sprawled out over his face. He looked younger somehow. You smiled again and carefully climbed into the bed next to him. You propped yourself up on your forearms and took a minute just to look at him.

 Carefully, you brushed some hair away from his eyes. He shifted a bit, his body seeming to move closer to you. You bit your lip when his eyes lazily started to open. He smiled sleepily, knowing you were right next to him, even if he hadn’t fully opened his eyes yet. You tried not to break out into a big smile, but it was getting harder and harder by the minute.

 “What?” He asked groggily, “What’s wrong?”

 “I’m pregnant,” You whispered, finally breaking out into a massive smile.

 He automatically pushed himself up a bit, “Say that again?”

 You could see the hint of a smile starting to appear as he started to process it. You giggled, it actually started to hit you now that you’d said it aloud. The two of you were having another baby. Jake and B would be big brothers. Your family of four was going to become a family of five.

 “I’m pregnant, Auston,” You said again, “I’m pregnant.”

 “You’re pregnant?” His smile grew wider.

 “Yeah,” You nodded, tears starting to fall again, “I am.”

 He moved towards you and quickly wrapped his arms around you. You were both laughing and crying, but no where did you feel an ounce of fear. You knew you could do this, you’d done it twice before. You knew your boys would be good with having a baby around, because they loved the little baby leafs.

 “You’re pregnant,” He stated again, kissing your forehead

You leaned over to kiss him. Which then turned into him pulling you on top of him, holding you close to him. You could feel him smiling. You tucked your head into the crook of his neck. He tightened his arms around you, causing you to feel safe and warm.  

 “I think this is better than my anniversary dinner,” Auston laughed.

 “You’re taking me to dinner?” You asked, lifting your head to see him.

 “We got married six years ago, I figured a nice dinner was in order,” He shrugged, “But we have something else to celebrate now.”

 “We’re having another baby,” You said, still in disbelief.

 “We’re having another baby, Y/N,” Auston repeated.

[trashforhockeyguys]

Wholeheartedly /10/ Auston Matthews

A/N: Wow this is late, I’m sorry that it took so long. But fun fact, the next chapter is my favorite chapter that I have planned so far. So that’s cool.

You woke up before the sun had even started to rise. Your stomach was in knots which was unusual, but you blamed it on what you ate for dinner last night. Or maybe yogurt that you had after. You sat on the bathroom floor with your head leaning against the tile, hoping the nauseous feeling would go away.

 After an hour, you finally didn’t feel like you were going to throw up anymore. You carefully made your way out of the bathroom, trying to avoid waking Auston up. You knew both of the boys would be waking up soon, just because they were both somehow early risers, so you made your way downstairs to make them some breakfast.

 Out of curiosity, you pulled out the tub of Greek yogurt that you’d eaten the night before. The expiration date had passed by almost a week, which was most likely the cause of your nausea. You cursed and threw out the yogurt and went to add another tub to your grocery list.

 You were half way through making waffles when all three of the boys came wondering down. They all still looked half asleep, with their hair all messed up and eyes barely open. You almost had to laugh, but they looked too adorable all together. Auston was holing Jake, who was snuggled into his neck, barely able to keep his eyes open, while B was holding onto Auston’s free hand.

 “You weren’t in bed Mommy,” Jakey complained softly.

 “I’m sorry baby,” You said softly, “But I’m making waffles, will that make it better?”

 “I wanted to smuggle,” He mumbled.

 “We can snuggle after breakfast, I promise,” You replied, kissing his forehead.

 “Promise?” His eyes almost looked like they were starting to water.

 You almost started to cry at the sight. You’d always hated it when either one of them cried over things like that. You carefully took him from Auston and held him close. Jakey wrapped his little arms around you tightly, relaxing against your body. You kissed the top of his head, before motioning for Auston to check the waffle maker.

 “Baby, why don’t you go curl up on the couch and watch TV with Bubby until breakfast is ready?” You questioned, “Do you want to do that?”

He nodded slowly and let you go, allowing you to set him down on the ground. You rubbed your eyes and took a deep breath, feeling another wave of nausea try to creep up on you. You closed your eyes and leaned back against the counter. You took another deep breath through your nose and realized that the smell of the fruit you’d set out wasn’t helping.

 You quickly grabbed the fruit and put it back in the fridge, trying to get it as far away from you as you could. You normally loved strawberries, but the thought of them alone was enough to make you want to vomit. Maybe the yogurt did a bigger number on you than you’d thought.

 “You alright?” Auston asked, watching you cautiously.

 You nodded slowly and let out a deep breath, “Yeah, the um- the yogurt I had last night was expired. I think it’s messing with me.”

 “I’m sorry baby,” He wrapped his arms around your waist, “Do you want me to finish breakfast?”

 “No, it’s okay,” You slowly replied, “Can you just hold me for a bit?”

 He held you tighter, tucking your head under his chin. You held onto him and savored the feeling of his warmth. You could hear the TV playing in the living room. You were sure Jakey was cuddled up next to his big brother, probably back asleep already.

 You closed your eyes, seemingly melting into Auston. You let out a deep breath, finally noticing that the nausea was fading. You felt, in a way, like you could breathe again. Auston must have noticed that you relaxed even more, because he loosened his grip on you just a little.

 “Better?” He questioned.

 You nodded slowly, “Yeah, a bit.”

 “Are you going to be okay to go out later? I can tell everyone you’re not up to it,” Auston offered.

 You let go and backed up a step. You brushed some hair out of your face before pulling the last of the waffles off the press. You knew Auston was waiting for a response, even though he knew you wouldn’t bow out of the get-together unless you were actually throwing up.

 “No, don’t do that,” You sighed, “I’ll be fine.”

 “Y/N, if you aren’t feeling well-”

 “Auston I’m fine,” You groaned, “I haven’t thrown up, so chances are I’m not going to.”

 He kissed your forehead and sighed. You knew he hated it when you were sick, or simply not feeling well. He never knew how to make you feel better. He’d been that way since you’d first gotten together. He used to freak out when you had something as simple as a cold, he’d buy out every bottle of cold medicine the store had.

 “Baby, I’m serious,” He stated, “Don’t feel like you have to go. I don’t want you to feel worse because you went out.”

 “Auston, I’m sure it’s nothing, it’s probably just the yogurt. staying home from a night out with our friends and family isn’t going to help.”

 He nodded, understanding where you were coming from. He wasn’t one to slow down either. He was used to playing through every type of pain. He’d play until his body couldn’t go anymore, if someone would let him. He knew that as a mother, you’d do the same thing. You’d go and go until you dropped.

 You finished the rest of breakfast and called for the boys to come get their food. They were both slow moving, but eventually made it into the kitchen. The four of you sat in the little breakfast nook, slowly and sleepily eating your waffles. The boys elbowed each other while fighting over the syrup.

 You were able to keep your breakfast down, which was am miracle given how you’d felt all morning. Auston had been able to wrangle the boys back upstairs to get them dressed and ready for the day. He’d said that he’d help them so you could have a little bit of time to yourself.

 You appreciated when he did things like that. He knew that during the season it was hard for you to keep everyone going, especially when he was on the road. He’d told you that the off season should be just as much a time for you to rest as it was for him. Plus, he always wanted to spend as much time with the boys as he could.

 Later in the afternoon, after the boys had played close to fifty games of mini hockey, the four of you loaded up and headed out to Topgolf. The boys were practically bouncing in their seats. What they didn’t know was that some of the guys had flown down for the weekend and would be joining you all at Topgolf.

 You couldn’t wait to see the boys’ faces when they saw everyone waiting on them. You’d only been back in Scottsdale a little over a week, and they were already talking about how much they missed the team. You knew it was hard for them to have to leave everyone for the summer months. They didn’t always understand all of it, and you couldn’t blame them for it. It had to be so confusing for both of them.

 The two boys tried to drag you and Auston through the parking lot. They loved golf almost as much as they loved hockey. They loved going out with Auston and the guys. Secretly, they loved it even more when Alex took them to the golf course during the summer.

 “Daddy hurry up!” Jakey yelled, trying to drag Auston behind him.

 Auston laughed and scooped up Jake, “What are you going to do now little man?”

Jakey jokingly pounded on Auston’s chest and yelled to be put down. But the smile on his face said otherwise. Brian got a better grip on your arm and pulled you with him. You laughed at both boys. Brian was trying to pull you with all his might. You began to wonder how they’d be if they realized that Matt, Sydney, Mitch, and Steph were waiting on all of you.

 Auston shot you a mischievous look, you knew that in a lot of ways he was just as excited as the boys would be. You grinned as the four of you made your way to the correct bay. Auston was doing everything in his power to try and keep both boys distracted so they wouldn’t notice the four-people waiting on them.

 Steph caught your eye and smiled waving quickly. Auston set Jake back on the ground and looked at both boys. They stopped and looked up at the both of you, confused as to why you’d both suddenly stopped walking. Auston looked over at you and then back at everyone waiting a few feet away.

 “Boys, can you turn around for me?” Auston asked them.

 Both boys slowly turned around and looked towards the group before screaming and taking off towards them. Brian, much to your dismay, jumped on one of the chairs before actually launching himself on Matt. They both got to see Mitch and Steph all of the time, but the Martin family was a different story. Jakey tried his best to jump on Mitch, who ended up picking him up and bear hugging him.

 After a minute or two the boys switched, somehow managing to say hello to Steph and Sydney in the process. You and Auston stepped in right after, saying your hellos to everyone. You hadn’t seen Matt or Sydney since the Leafs played is Islanders.

 “You look good, Y/N,” Matt told you after you hugged him.

 You shrugged, “Off season air is good for the soul.”

 “Sure, it’s just the air,” Steph commented.

 “Stephanie,” You warned, glancing over at the boys who were now fully immersed in a conversation with Mitch, “There are children here.”

 “Shit, I forgot about Mitch,” She joked, “I’m kidding, obviously.”

 You sighed, trying not to laugh. Off to the side, Mitch was trying to show Jake how to hold his golf club, because it’d been a while since anyone had actually let Jake golf. He was good at sports already, but he was also extremely accident prone. He often accidentally hit people or golf carts when he actually went golfing too, so that was another reason you didn’t let him go a lot.

 “No, Mitch move,” Matt bumped Mitch out of the way and leaned over to show Jake how to hold the club. You pulled the two girls to sit down while the guys tried to figure out what the hell they were doing. The three of you soon fell into a deep conversation, picking up almost where you’d left off the last time all of you had been together.

 “Oh! Why don’t we get those fun little donut holes with the syringe full of chocolate,” Sydney suggested.

 Your mouth watered at the thought of them. You were always down for something that involved lots of chocolate. While the boys started the game, you girls continued to chat about your off-season plans, and what you thought the next season would bring. You knew Matt and Sydney were both more than happy in New York, even though you missed them both terribly. So did your boys, they loved their Uncle Matt and Aunt Sydney.

 Auston, Matt, and Mitch were all arguing about who could make the ball go furthest. Each of them swearing they could hit it further. Jakey and B were trying to sword fight with their golf clubs, which resulted in Auston threatening take them away from the boys.

 You smiled at all of them. One of the best parts about Auston playing hockey, was that you got to have friendships like these. They were all more like family as far as you were concerned though.

 “So, did you and Auston ever talk about number three?” Steph asked.

 “We did,” You replied slowly.  

 “Wait, are you and Auston thinking about another baby?” Sydney asked, “I’m so out of the loop.”

 “We aren’t having one,” You stated, “Yet.”

 Sydney and Steph both squealed a little, which luckily could be dismissed as excitement for the donut holes that were delivered at the same time. You told them both to be quiet, stating that you and Auston didn’t want to make a big deal out of it until there was actually a baby to celebrate. And even then, you’d both decided to take a calmer approach to baby number three.

 Because you didn’t expect to be pregnant with either Brian or Jake, the two of you had some fun telling everyone that you were pregnant, and then did a whole gender reveal party. You could still remember raiding Pinterest for hours trying to put it all together.

 But this time around, the both of you had decided you wanted everything to be a little more relaxed, especially since the boys would have to get used to the idea of someone else being in their lives. You didn’t want to overwhelm them in anyway. Plus, if you did manage to get pregnant, it would be during the season, and it’s always hard to try and schedule things and get everyone in one place long enough to make it happen.

“Aren’t you going to get one?” Steph asked, reaching for another little donut.

 But the thought of now having to eat the donut, with all of the chocolate, was enough to make your stomach churn. You wanted to eat it, god did you want it, but you quickly realized that your body wouldn’t let you. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath, waiting for the feeling to go away.

 Once it had passed enough, you grabbed your water and drank almost the entire glass. While the boy’s paid no mind to you, the girls were all ready to question you all about it.

 “Are you sure you aren’t pregnant?” Steph questioned.

 “I had some bad yogurt last night,” You replied, “Besides, all the tests have been negative.”

 They both gave you a look. But you knew that there was no way you were actually pregnant. Not when the last few tests had all come out negative. But you were fine with it, the timing was just off. You could wait, it would all work out somehow.

 “C’mon Jakey! Swing!” Brian cheered.

 Jake, who was up next to hit the golf ball, swung as hard as he could, but neglected to hold onto the club the entire time. Right after he hit the ball, he let go, causing his golf club to also go flying away. Brian fell silent and looked up at Auston. Jake was looking at his now empty hands and then back out towards where his club had landed.

 Everyone was trying not to laugh, because you all knew that would make Jake feel bad. But at the same time, you almost couldn’t help it.

 “Daddy…I… I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to!” Jake cried.

 “It’s okay Little Man,” Auston promised, picking Jake up, “It happens sometimes.”

 “I think you win, Jakey,” Matt announced, “Maybe your old man will let you get some ice cream?”

“I think that’s doable,” You answered.

 “And then we can go home and watch a movie before Aunt Steph and I have to leave, how does that sound?” Mitch questioned.

 “Really?” Jake’s eyes were still watering, but his smile was as big as ever.

 “We’ll even play some mini sticks with you,” Matt promised.

 “Okay!” Both Jake and B cheered.

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Wholeheartedly/8/ Auston Matthews

A/N: I HIT 400 TONIGHT SOOO SURPRISE...I was actually able to finish most of this during the drive back home earlier. I’m also getting really excited about what’s happening in the next new parts. 

The boys ran and jumped on Brian and Ema as if they hadn’t seen them in years. You weren’t sure either of them could breathe based off of how tightly your boys were clutching them. Auston couldn’t help but laugh as he watched his parents being attacked.

 The two of you were somehow able to pry the boys off of Brian and Ema long enough to say hello to them. But after that, the boys were right back on them. You found it adorable really. It didn’t matter how many time they saw their grandparents, B and Jakey always did this.

“Well, welcome home,” Brian told you and Auston.

 “It’s good to be back,” Auston replied.

 “Can you cook for us?” Jakey asked Ema.

 Ema glanced over at you and Auston, “They’ve been begging for it since you left,” You told her.

 She smiled at Jake, “I think you and I can make something. B, would you like to help too?”

 B quickly nodded and grabbed her hand, letting her lead them out of the airport. You talked with Auston and his dad, mostly about what your plans were for the summer. Auston’s sisters Alex and Bre were waiting on all of you when you got home.

 Watching the two boys attack them were more entertaining than when they got their grandparents. Jakey tackled Bre onto the ground, which was even better than the time he tackled Mitch.

 Both of his sisters were laughing as the boys clutched onto them. You often felt bad that they only got to see them for a few months out of the year, whereas your family could see them any time during the hockey season. Maybe it made your time together even more precious.

 “Boys, maybe try letting your aunts breathe,” Auson laughed, helping his little sister up.

 “Mommy, how long are we staying?” B finally asked you.

 “Until September, Bubby. We won’t leave until after your birthday this year,” You promised him.

 “Really?” B started bouncing where he was standing, like he was so excited that he couldn’t stand it.

 “Yeah Bubby, we don’t have to leave until hockey starts again,” Auston replied, messing up B’s hair a little.

“Can we sleep over at Grammy and Pappy’s?” Jakey asked.

 You looked over at Auston and shrugged. You knew the boys loved to spend time with their grandparents, and they hadn’t seen them in a while, so you didn’t really have a problem with it. Auston shrugged and then turned towards his parents.

 “Is that okay with you guys?” He asked.

 “Always Pappi. Why don’t we have dinner over at our house, and then you two can just leave the boys with us?” She proposed.

 “That sounds great mom,” Auston smiled.

 The boys ran right to the kitchen when you arrived at Brian and Ema’s house. You attempted to tell them to slow down, but it was no use. You couldn’t help but laugh at the way that they tried to push each other out of the way and fought to get there before the other.  

 Auston smiled fondly at both of his boys as they kept shoving one another. Ema finally told them to calm down and that there was plenty for both of them to help her with. So, they both settled on helping her gather ingredients before she actually started cooking.

 In their living room, Auston, his dad, and his sisters had all settled down and were watching golf, which you should’ve expected. You settled down on the couch next to Auston. The flight had drained all the energy you had, and it didn’t help that somehow both of your boys always remained hyper.

 In actuality, you’d been tried all week. Granted, the week had been long and emotional. The end of the season always was, and then it was stressful because of preparing to come back to Arizona for the summer. Trying to make sure Auston and both boys had everything they needed was always a major task.

 “You okay?” Auston asked, looking down at you.

 “Yeah,” You slowly nodded, “It’s just been a long week and I’m really tired.”

 “You can go up to my old room and sleep if you want,” He suggested, “I’m pretty sure the boys would be okay.”

 “Mmm, you mean in the bed with the hockey sheets?” You joked.

 Auston elbowed you slightly, a big smile playing on his face. Way back when you’d first started seriously dating, and he’d brought you to Scottsdale for the first time, he obviously brought you to his childhood home. Upon seeing his childhood bedroom, the very first thing you’d done was make fun of his bedspread, which had little hockey sticks and skates all over it. You still wouldn’t let him live it down, even after all these years. You poked fun at it every single chance you get.

 “Leave my sheets alone,” He grumbled, still smiling, “They are comfortable.”

 “Can you two stop the love fest over there? I get that you’re all married, but it’s gross,” Bree groaned, chucking a pillow at your heads.

 You stuck your tongue back out at her and threw the pillow back. She caught it and winked back at you. You loved Bree, not only because she truly was an amazing person, but she also reminded you a lot of your little sister. In fact, Bree and Erika had become best friends in the time that you and Auston had been together. Bree stated that she’d almost adopted her as another sister, which made you more than happy.

 “Isn’t your anniversary coming up soon?” Alex asked you.

 “Two weeks,” You replied.

 “So, Aus, do you have anything planned?”

 “Even if I did, I wouldn’t tell either of you,” Auston told his sisters, “You can’t keep secrets.”

 You laughed, remembering the many times his sisters had spoiled something since the two of you had been married. You loved his sisters dearly, they were the only way you’d gotten through your first off season with Auston, but it was no secret that they.. well.. couldn’t keep secrets.

 “One time,” Bree grumbled.

 “More than once,” You reminded her.

 You nudged Auston slightly, causing him to look back down at you, “Can you go check on the boys please? Just make sure they aren’t giving your mom too much trouble.”

 He slowly nodded and shifted you so he could get up. You turned your head enough to watch Auston walk into the kitchen and scoop Jakey up to hug him. You smiled as you watched your boys start to explain what they were doing to Auston. Ema started pointing to various cabinets and food items, seemingly directing Auston in what to do.

 You settled back into the couch, knowing Auston probably wouldn’t return from the kitchen until dinner was ready. Above the sound of the tv, you could hear them all talking in the kitchen. Both B and Jakey were asking all kinds of questions about what things were, and what they were supposed to do with them. At home, normally the boys would be playing hockey in the living room while you cooked, but here Ema had their undivided attention.

 You loved watching them with her though. They loved to hear stories about their dad when he was younger, as did you. They loved to hear about what it was like for her growing up in Mexico, and how you’d met Brian. You had to admit, you still loved hearing those stories too, even after years and years of hearing them.

 An hour later, all of you gathered around the table for dinner. Auston and Jakey both hilariously fought over Ema’s secret sauce. You made a mental note of needing to get more before you left for Toronto in a couple of months. Auston called Ema begging for her to send more all of the time. The boys had gotten hooked on it too, they liked to put it on everything possible.

 Jakey nudged B out of the way to reach for another taco. You laughed as he made a face of pure satisfaction as he took a bite. He even went as far as to sink down into his seat, looking like he was in pure utter bliss. Auston took note of his youngest son and smiled, reaching over to ruffle his hair.

 After dinner, you and Auston hung out for a while. But once the boys started to fall asleep on the floor, you both decided it was probably time to go back home. You helped Brian and Ema get Jakey and B upstairs to Auston’s old room, which was where they always slept.

 After you and Auston got the boys tucked into bed, you said your goodbyes to Ema and Brian and Auston’s sisters. The drive back to your house wasn’t far. When you and Auston had bought it, you wanted to be close to his family. You both liked knowing that they were just a quick call away. You took advantage of that when the boys were babies, you called Ema all the time asking if something was normal.

“I missed it here,” Auston said at a stoplight.

 “I know you did,” You whispered, “The boys missed it too.”

 He smiled and looked over at you. You could see the joy in his eyes. He loved Toronto, and he loved living there, but you knew there was no place like home for him. You knew that these off-season months were some of his favorite, because of where he got to spend them.

 “I love you,” He suddenly told you.

 You looked back over at him. With his hair all messy, and a freshly shaven face, he looked much like he did when you’d first gotten together. Your heart almost seemed to melt at the sight. He was giving you a dorky smile as he reached over to grab your hand. You smiled and leaned over to kiss him. You felt your whole body relax into his, even though you were both awkwardly leaning over the center console.

 You felt him let go of your hand and rest his hand on your back, pushing you just a little closer to him. You threaded your fingers through Auston’s hair. You slowly started to tug on his hair, something that you knew drove him crazy. You could feel him grin against your lips. You both forgot you were even in the car, until another car behind you honked.

 You broke apart quickly and looked up. The light was green, and who knew how long it was green. You laughed and bit your finger as Auston finally stepped on the gas. You’d expected that to happen when you were teenagers, but not now when you were both adults.

 “Oops,” Auston laughed.

 “You are trouble,” You shook your head.

 “Me! No no, you’re the one who kissed me,” He stated.

 “Only because you were giving me eyes,” You argued.

 “I always give you eyes,” He laughed.

 You shrugged and turned to look out the window. The two of you arrived home a few minutes later. Auston graciously took your bags for you while you unlocked the front door and flicked on the lights. Everything was just as you’d left it last summer. Ema and the girls had offered to clean before you got back, despite the fact you’d told them that they didn’t have to. You did appreciate them coming and cleaning though.

 The two of you slowly made your way upstairs. He dropped the boy’s bags that didn’t stay with Ema and Brian in their bedrooms before joining you in your bedroom. You grabbed your suitcase from him and started to unpack the few things you brought back with you. It was always strange having two separate wardrobes that you split between Toronto and Scottsdale. When you’d first started spending the off-season with him, you’d brought everything but your winter clothes with you. But once you’d gotten engaged he started buying you pieces of clothing here and there. You quickly learned that Auston loved to spoil you with clothes and next thing you knew, you had two wardrobes.

 “You don’t have to unpack tonight,” Auston reminded you.

 “No, but I want to,” You shrugged, “It never feels like home until I unpack. I’ve just always been that way.”

 “I know,” He replied softly, hugging you from behind, “I just thought I’d try.”

 You shook your head and leaned back into him. He nuzzled into the crook of your neck and started to kiss random spots. You smiled softly as he held you a little tighter. You knew what he was trying to get at, and any other night you probably would’ve jumped on him at first chance. But you were tired and all you wanted to do was snuggle up next to him and sleep.

 You hummed when he moved his hands up higher. You knew he was testing the waters, because Auston never did anything you didn’t want him to. He was still careful and considerate. He was always looking for the green light. You appreciated that about him, because he’d always been like that. Even when the two of you were just fuckbuddies and nothing more.

 “Auston,” You sighed, “Can we just go to sleep tonight?”

 You felt bad for asking. You wanted him, you always wanted him. But tonight, your longing for sleep was going to win. Auston sighed slightly and pulled away from you. You could feel his disappointment, even though he’d never really show it. You felt awful.

“I’m sorry,” You whispered, turning to face him.

 He shook his head and stepped towards you, carefully cupping your cheeks, “Never apologize for not being in the mood. Okay? Never ever apologize for that.”

 You looked down at your feet. You weren’t sure why you felt this way, but you did. You felt guilty for not wanting to have sex. You almost never turned him down, because normally you were turned on. But tonight, you just weren’t. You couldn’t explain it, you just knew that it was the last thing you wanted to do.

 “Go change,” He said softly, “I’ll finish putting your things away.”

 “Auston-”

 “And then I’m going to hold you until you fall asleep, because I know you like that,” He continued.

 He pushed you slightly towards the bathroom and tossed one of his shirts at your head. You looked back at him, he had a soft smile on his face. Almost as if he was reassuring you that he was okay. You slowly made you way into the bathroom and shut the door. You felt like crying for some reason.

 Even as you changed your clothes, you had to hold back tears. You didn’t understand why. You could only blame it on how emotionally draining the week had been, and just how tired you really were. You normally weren’t like this, except for when you were pregnant. But you’d taken a test yesterday and it had been negative. So, you knew you weren’t pregnant. But that didn’t explain why you were so emotional all of the sudden.

 “Babe,” Auston softly knocked on the door, “Are you okay in there?”

 You snapped out of your trance. You shook your head to try and clear your head a little more. You just felt off, and you didn’t know why. You rubbed your face quickly and grabbed your dirty clothes before swinging the bathroom door open. Auston was standing on the other side, you could see the worry etched all over his face.

 “Yeah,” You replied, “I’m just really tired I guess.”

 “Are you sure?” He asked.

“Yeah, I really am just tired,” You explained as you walked towards your side of the bed, “I just need a good night’s sleep, that’s all.”

 You climbed into bed without another word. You really didn’t know what was up with you, but your mood did a complete 180 in less than five minutes. You could see Auston almost shrug out of the corner of your eye and crawl into bed next to you. He pulled you close to him, tucking your head into his chest. You wrapped your arms around him. Somehow just being close to him made it a little better.

 You felt him slowly stroking your back. He switched between rubbing It and drawing little patterns on it. You fell asleep a lot faster than you thought you would. You stayed cuddled into Auston’s side all night. Somehow you could still feel his arms around you in your sleep.

 When you woke up the next morning when you woke up, Auston was still right next to you. He was already awake and was watching you. You weren’t surprised, the two of you always seemed to watch each other sleep. You always liked to see how peaceful he was in his sleep.

 “Good morning,” You whispered.

 “Hi,” He pushed a few strands of hair out of your face, “Are you feeling any better?”

 You shrugged, “I guess? I really don’t know what was wrong with me last night.”

 “You’ve had a long few weeks. I know playoffs are never easy for you. I have travel a lot, and I know the boys aren’t exactly calm when I’m gone like that.”

 “Auston,” You sighed.

 “No, I should’ve thanked you a long time ago for all of the sacrifices you’ve made to keep our family going during the season,” He stated, “I wouldn’t be able to do any of this without you by my side, you know that, right?”

 “I don’t know about all of that, I think you could manage,” You shrugged.

 “I wouldn’t want to do this without you,” He sat up, “YN, it wouldn’t mean a damn thing without you and the boys. I promise you that.”

 “Auston,” You sat up next to him.

 You tried to think of what to say. You tried to think of how to best express just how much you loved him, even though he already knew. You’d always told each other that if you ever forgot, you just had to look at either of the boys and you would instantly be reminded. You tried and tried to come up with something, but any sentimental words failed you.

 “You’re such a sap,” You joked, shoving him a little.

 “Yeah, I know, just don’t tell the guys,” He sighed, “Oh, and Alex said she’d take the boys for our anniversary.”

 “What exactly do you have planned?” You questioned.

 “You’ll see,” He shrugged, “Let’s go get some breakfast, yeah?”

 “Hey Aus,” You paused for a minute, “It wouldn’t mean anything without you either.”

 “C’mon, I’ll make pancakes now that Erika kind of taught me,” He laughed.

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Wholeheartedly /2/ Auston Matthews

“Mama!” Jake cheered as he ran through the house, “Can we go see Daddy now?”

You scooped up the three-year-old and straightened out his jersey, “Is bubby ready?”

He shrugged and wiggled so you’d put him down before running upstairs, yelling Bubby the whole way. When he was a baby, and just learning how to talk, he couldn’t say brother or Brian, but he somehow was able to say Bubby. When it came to the four of you, the name just stuck. Especially if you were just talking to Jake about Brian.

“Bubby!” You heard Jake almost scream, “Game time! We’re going to game now!”

You had to hold back a laugh as Jake, who was obviously much smaller than an almost five-year-old Brian, started trying to tug his older brother down the stairs. B looked annoyed to say the least, but he still let his little brother drag him down the stairs.

“We’re ready,” Jake told you proudly.

“Alright, well, we better get a move on,” You mused, “We have to get there early so you guys can see Daddy before he has to get on the ice.”

Brian tugged on your sleeve as you were buckling Jake into his car seat, “Will Uncle Willy be back?”

You smiled down at your oldest, who’d been very concerned when William had gotten hit a few games back and ended up leaving the game early. The first thing he’d done was run up to you and ask if he was going to be okay.

“Yeah bud, he’ll be back tonight,” You assured him.

“YAY!” He all but screamed.

You laughed as you finished buckling up both of the boys. The drive to the arena wasn’t all that long, but with two energetic boys who wanted nothing more than to be there, it could’ve been faster. You barely got the boys in the door before they ran towards the open locker room. By the time you got inside, the boys were already flinging themselves on Auston.

“There are my favorite boys,” Auston grinned, somehow able to hold both boys in his arms.

“What? Do I not get a hug?” Willy asked, obviously pretending to be hurt.

Jakey laughed and literally jumped from Auston’s arms and onto Willy. You wanted to tell Jake to be careful, but Willy just smiled and lifted the little boy over his head. You relaxed once you realized that Jakey hadn’t done any harm to the newly returned Leaf.

“Where’s Mama huh?” Auston asked B.

“She is right here,” You laughed walking towards them, “These guys are too fast for me to keep up with.”

Auston laughed and messed up B’s hair a bit.  He pushed him off of his lap, telling B to go say hi to Mitchy real quick. Auston quickly walked over to you, a big smile on his face. The two of you hadn’t seen much of each other before he had to leave this morning. The boys, like most days, were full speed ahead the moment their feet touched the floor. It was almost enough to make you rethink wanting another, almost.

“You guys get here okay?” He asked, holding onto you.

“Same old, a little traffic and two screaming boys,” You joked.

He hummed and kissed the top of your head. You were already shorter than him, and the added height due to the skates didn’t exactly help. However, you did actually like being just a shorter than Auston. When he wasn’t in skates, your head always seemed to hit at just the right point on his chest, making it a whole lot easier to snuggle into him when you had the chance.

“Uncle Mitchy, you’re going to score tonight right?” B asked him.

“I don’t know dude,” Mitch shrugged, “But, for you, I’ll try.”

You laughed and poked Auston’s chest, “I think you’ve been replaced as their favorite hockey player.”

He laughed, “Mitchy acts like he’s B’s age half the time, and Jakey likes that William has hair like his.”

You laughed, knowing he was partially right. Jakey’s hair was a dark blonde, just like your’s had been when you were his age. He was very quick to realize his hair was close to the same color as Willy’s, which in turn caused the three-year-old to want to grow his hair out, so he could be just like his uncle. Granted, you wouldn’t let his hair get super long, but you decided to indulge him for a while.

Auston bent down to give you a quick kiss, before going to round up both of your boys. You watched as the gave their dad a pregame hug, as was their tradition. Then the both of them ran around the locker room, giving every player a high five, which had also become a tradition of their, when they were allowed to do it.

“Go kick ass!” Jakey yelled as he ran out.

“Jake Peter Logan Matthews!” You and Auston both scolded.

“Jakey you’re in trouble!” B teased as he ran after his little brother.

You looked at Auston and somehow couldn’t help but laugh. Something about hearing your son say anything other than meanie and dumb dumb, was both shocking and hilarious. The rest of the locker room started laughing along with you and Aus, once they got over their own shock.

“Well,” You joked,” You heard the boy, kick ass.”

“You two definitely have your hands full with those two,” Morgan laughed.

“Tell me about it,” Auston sighed, still grinning.

You gave Auston one last smile and waved to the rest of the team. Your boys were already waiting at the end of the hall for you. Brian was, much to your surprise, trying to tell Jakey that he couldn’t say bad words.

“Alright, c’mon you two,” You said, picking up Jakey while letting B hold your free hand.

“Mommy?” You looked down at Jakey’s big brown eyes.

“Yes Jakey?”

“Are you and Daddy going to wash my mouth out with soap now?” He asked, terrified that you’d say yes.

You almost wanted to laugh all over again. He genuinely looked terrified. You realized, very quickly, that B must have told him that you and Auston were going to do that. You smiled and smoothed down some of his hair.

“No Jakey, Daddy and I aren’t going to wash your mouth out with soap,” You promised, “Just don’t say anymore bad words, okay?”

He nodded so quickly you almost thought his head might fall off. He hugged your neck as tight as he could. You couldn’t help but smile and kiss the top of his head. The three of you made it up to the family box with plenty of time before the game started.

The boys automatically went out to the seats so they could see the rink. You were pretty sure they’d be dancing to the music in no time. You took your time saying hello to everyone. The team just got off of a few days off, meaning you hadn’t seen the other Leafs families for a while.

“Jakey just told the guys to ‘kick ass’,” You told Steph just before the game started.

She snorted back a laugh, “I’m sure their faces were priceless.”

“Oh, they were,” You giggled, “I thought Mitch might go give Jake a high five, if he didn’t know any better.”

She shook her head and looked over at the boys. They’d both taken to beating each other with their mini hockey sticks, because apparently Jakey cheated. They weren’t full on beating each other, but they weren’t giving love taps either. You almost hated to think about what would happen when they both started to actually play hockey.

“One minute, they are just like Auston and the next they are exactly like you,” Steph marveled.

“It’s scary really,” You added, “I’m not worrying about Brian as much, because he’s somehow calming down, but Jakey. I don’t even know what I’m going to do with that kid half of the time. He doesn’t mean to be trouble, but he’s just wide open.”

“Are you sure he doesn’t have any hidden batteries or something?” She joked.

“With the amount of energy that kid has? I’m starting to think he’s somehow sneaking coffee or something,” You laughed.

“So, did you and Auston talk about baby number 3?” She asked casually.

You almost choked on your drink. You and Auston honestly didn’t want to talk about the potential baby number 3 to anyone. Not until there was actually something to talk about at least. You weren’t even trying to get your own hopes up. No way did you want to get anyone else’s up.

“Steph!” You hissed, “Can we not talk about that?”

“I was just asking if I need to prepare for another baby Matthews!” She defended herself, “Because you know that I will love that kid so much.”

You reached forward and hugged Steph as tightly as you could. You honestly didn’t know what you’d do without her. When you’d first started dating Auston, she’d been the one to help you navigate the whole ‘WAG’ scene. You’d been so unsure of what you were doing, you only knew that Auston was worth it. Steph helped with all of the rest

“I love you,” You whispered to her, “I’m so glad you’re a part of our family.”

Two weeks later, you and Auston were sitting on the couch in the play room, watching B and Jakey play mini hockey together. You’d both learned that anytime the boys wanted to play mini hockey, they needed some type of adult supervision. They were both a little too competitive and took things a little too seriously, meaning someone normally got hurt.

Jakey, surprisingly, was the most physical out of the two boys. Maybe it was because he was both younger and smaller. Or just because he loved to watch fights, and he wanted to be like every single one of Auston’s teammates. You weren’t quite sure, but either way, he would definitely be able to hold his own one day.

“Dada! Tell Jakey he can’t do that!” B whined after Jakey basically tackled him.

“Bubby was in the way!” Jakey complained.

Auston sighed and sat up a little, “Jake, you know you can’t tackle your brother, this isn’t football.”

“Auston!” You gasped, trying not to laugh, “Bad example!”

He looked at you, absolutely terrified for a minute before nodding,” Right, um,” He took a deep breath and looked back at the boys, “Jake, you are not allowed to hit your brother at all. Okay dude? Same goes for your Brian. You guys aren’t allowed to hit in hockey or any other time. Okay? Cool.”

“But Daddy, you hit in hockey,” Jakey pointed out, “You hit a lot.”

“Well, I um-” Auston stammered.

“Daddy can hit, because Daddy is old enough to check people,” You explained for him, “Which is something you and B can do wen you’re older. If you’d like.”

“So, when I’m old like Daddy, I can hit Bubby?” Jakey asked innocently.

You broke into a fit of laughter. Auston looked like he’d been slapped clear across the face by being called old. His mouth was wide open and you could tell he was trying to come up with something to say, but he couldn’t. The boys, who seemed unaffected by their father, went back to trying to kill each other with hockey sticks.

You were still laughing when you cuddled back into Auston’s side. He wrapped an arm around you, still visibly shaken by his son.

“Aus, honey, he called you old, it’s not the end of the world,” You laughed, “All kids say their parents are old.”

“But I’m not old!” He explained.

“No, babe, you’re not. But it’s normal for three-year olds to call everyone old,” You laughed, “Just go with it.”

He shook his head and relaxed back into the couch. You watched your boys with a smile on your face. Even if one of them scored, the other would end up jumping up and down in celebration too. You couldn’t help but wonder if it would still be the same if you were able to add a third baby into the mix.

Auston seemed to somehow be thinking the same thing. His hand ghosted over your stomach, even though you both knew you weren’t pregnant. You’d taken a test this morning, after having felt out of sorts for a few days. However, the test came back very negative.

“I can already see them trying to teach their little brother or sister how to play,” He murmured.

“Auston, I actually have to get pregnant and have a baby first,” You reminded him.

“You will,” He hummed, “We haven’t actually tried until now. I’m sure these things normally take time.”

“Auston, what if we don’t though? What If we don’t get pregnant?” You asked him, suddenly worried that it was a possibility.

“Then we don’t, and that’s okay too,” He assured you, “There are plenty of other options.”

You were about to reply when Jakey and B jumped on both of you. You and Auston gave each other a look before you both started to tickle the boys. Jakey squealed and tried to wiggle away from you. The sound of both of the boys squealing and laughing made it impossible to do anything but smile.

You finally stopped tickling both of the boys. After a few minutes of trying to calm themselves back down, they both cuddled into you and Auston. You held Jakey close to you, there was no doubt he was your cuddle bug, even if he did have more energy than he knew what to do with.

“Can we watch a movie?” B asked Auston.

“What do you wanna watch?” Auston countered.

“Mighty Ducks? I like that movie,” B replied.

“I like that one too,” You agreed.

“I like when Daddy’s home,” Jakey mumbled, “I like cuddles with you and Daddy.”

You looked over at Auston, feeling a sort of ping in your chest. Auston smiled almost sadly as he leaned over to kiss Jakey’s little head.

“I like that too Jakey,” Auston said sweetly, “And I love all three of you. Very much.”

[trashforhockeyguys]

Wholeheartedly /7/ Auston Matthews

The Leafs lost round three, and so their playoff run ended for the year. You thought both of your boys were going to cry when the clock ran out and the loss was official. Truth be told, you thought you might cry too. It was the way that Auston looked up at you that broke your heart.

Watching him go through the handshake line and hug people he’d known for years, hurt more than you wanted it to. Watching the Leafs all hug on the ice hurt even more. The end of the season always brought a lot of uncertainty that you weren’t prepared for. You didn’t know who’d be back next year and who wouldn’t.

Getting the boy’s down to the locker room without either of them having a breakdown was hard. They hated the end of the season more than you or Auston, and they knew that if they lost tonight then it was all over.  

The first thing B and Jakey did when they got to the locker room was run right to Auston and hugged him. He had one boy in each arm, you could see his whole body visibly relax as he held both of them. You could see him sag a little as he gripped both boys tighter.

Jake grabbed Auston’s face, smashing his cheeks together a little, “It’s okay Daddy! I think you played great, even if you didn’t fight.”

Auston smiled slightly, “Thanks bud. Why don’t you go and give Uncle Willy a hug?”

Jake quickly kissed Auston’s cheek and ran over to Willy, who’d knelt down and had his arms spread wide for the little there year old. Brian squeezed Auston one more time before going over to Mitchy. Auston slowly stood up and made his way over towards you.

You wrapped your arms tightly around him. He buried his head into the crook of your neck. You could feel your heart break a little as he held onto you tightly. Across the locker room, Jakey was now sitting in Willy’s lap, talking about something other than hockey. Brian had now made his way towards Freddie, and was trying to give the goalie the biggest hug he could manage.

You’d be going back to Arizona in just a little over a week now. They’d have locker clean out day by the end of the week, and then all that was left wad for all of you to pack up and say goodbye to your family for the summer. The boys were more than excited to go back to Arizona, they loved it there. Mostly because they finally got to spend time with all of Auston’s family.

“I thought we had it this year,” Auston mumbled.

You ran a hand through his wet hair, “I know baby. I know.”

You knew he’d pull it together for the boys’ sake, but once they went to bed, you weren't exactly sure what he was going to be like. After nine years of being together, you’d been around him when they’ve lost before, so you knew how to handle it. You were normally able to gauge his reaction and then know where to go from there, but he’d gotten good at hiding it from the boys. So good in fact, that half the time you couldn’t even tell anymore.

You didn’t know if he was going to be so dejected that all he’d want to do was have you hold him, or so mad that he couldn’t speak and would go sleep on the couch. You didn’t know if he’d just want to stay in the shower, under the burning hot water, for hours, or instantly want some of his mom’s cooking.

He suddenly let go of you, taking a few steps back. He looked broken, you did know that. But you watched as he tried to put a smile on his face for the boys. You were sure the whole locker room could hear your heart snap then. It didn’t matter what was going on, Auston would never let his boys see how upset he was.

“Alright, c’mon you two, it’s time to go,” Auston told them.

“But Daddy!” Brian complained.

“Nope, it’s passed your bedtime,” He replied, holding his hands out for them, “Don’t worry, you’ll see everyone before we leave for Arizona.”

Both boys sighed before reluctantly walking towards Auston. They both waved and said goodbye and goodnight to everyone before you both lead them out of the locker room. They were both asleep in the back seat before you even got out of the parking lot.

Auston didn’t say anything on the ride home. The radio was playing so low you could barely hear it. You were almost worried, he was never this quiet, even after a bad loss. He wasn’t even this quiet when he’d gotten hurt, a little while before he proposed, and couldn’t play for a couple of weeks.

You didn’t know how to handle the quiet, so you just let it be. You figured that he'd talk when he was ready. You couldn't push him to talk, because you knew it wouldn’t  go well. He would just end up getting mad and sleep on the couch anyway.

The boys were still asleep when you got home, so you both carefully carried them upstairs and put them in bed. Brian stirred slightly as you tucked him in, mumbling a soft ‘I love you’ before rolling over and falling back asleep.

Auston was already in the shower by the time you made it into the bedroom. He’d already showered once while at the rink, so you figured it was going to be one of those nights. You didn’t expect him to be out anytime soon, so you changed and got into bed. You even turned off all of the lights, save for the small lamp on his bedside table.

You were more than surprised however, when Auston emerged from the bathroom only a few minutes later. He’d thrown on a pair of sweatpants and quickly tried to towel dry his hair. You watched as he tossed the towel in the hamper in the closet and then slowly made his way over the bed.

You figured he’d just say on his side of the bed, with his back to you, and call it a night. You’d accepted the fact that he didn’t want to talk, and you were fine with that. You’d gotten used to it by this point.

But you didn’t expect him to lie on top of you. He wrapped his arms around your waist and buried his head in your chest, practically using your boobs as pillows. He tangled his legs around yours. He didn’t say anything, nor did he move again once he got situated.

“Auston? Baby?” You asked quietly.

His shoulders started to shake, he was crying. You quickly wrapped your arms around him, and started to slowly rub his back. It had been years since Auston had cried like this after a loss. You were shocked to say the least, but your eyes couldn’t help but water.

“It’s okay,” You whispered, “It’s just a game Auston. You still have what’s really important.”

You continued to hold him and try to comfort him. You weren’t exactly sure what you could do. You’d become used to comforting B and Jakey, or having Auston comfort you. You hadn’t had to comfort Auston like this in years.

“I wanted it, for the boys. I wanted them to be able to say that their dad was a champion.”

“Auston, honey,” You sighed, “The boys don’t really care if you win or not, they just love to watch you play. You’re already so much more than just a champion to them.”

“It was my job to get us the cup. I failed, Y/N.”

You wanted to pull him up to look at you, but you knew that you wouldn’t be able to move him more than an inch. It’s been a joke for years whenever you tried to actually pull him or move him.

Instead you scratched his head, “Look at me Auston,” You begged him, “Please.”

He finally picked up his head enough so that he could made eye contact with you. You smiled softly, feeling your heart ache. You stroked his cheek gently. You wanted nothing more than to make him smile, but you understood what he was feeling. Maybe not on this scale, but you understood what it was like to lose something important like this.

“You didn’t fail Auston. Go look at those two boys down the hall if you don’t believe me,” You told him, “You’re far from a failure, okay? You couldn’t single handedly carry that team into the championships, no matter how hard you wanted to. It’s not your fault.”

“I should’ve played harder.”

“Stop right there. You did the best you could, okay? You’re allowed to be upset. But don’t start blaming yourself, because you weren’t the only one in blue on the ice tonight,” You explained.

He shook his head before resting it on your chest again. You sighed and started to run your fingers through his hair again. You knew he’d need a couple of days to bounce back, and you were okay with that. You’d already made arrangements for the boys because you knew it would be a rough week.

“Look, my parents are coming to take the boys for a few days, so they can spend time with them before we head back. They figured that way we can get the house together for the cookout at the end of the week, and have some alone time.”

“They didn’t have to do that,” He mumbled.

“I know,” You replied, “But they called right after the game and made a very compelling argument. After all, this is the last time they’ll see the boy’s until we come back.”

Three days later, your backyard was full of all the Leafs players and their families. You and Auston had started the tradition of having a cookout on Locker Cleanout Day when you’d first moved in together eight years ago.

Since then, it was the best part about the season just ending. Everyone got together one last time before summer, and just had fun. Most of the kids played mini hockey while the adults chatted in the corner.

Honestly, it was just nice to all be together without having to think about hockey. Auston normally manned the grill, unless someone tried to take it away from him, which normally happened more than once after he almost burned all of the burgers one year.

You had to dodge kids as you brought out more food. Jake was off running around somewhere with his hockey stick. Brian was playing NHL on the xbox with one of the Marleau boys. Meanwhile, Auston looked like he was ready to hit both Mitch and Willy, who were trying to tell him he wasn’t grilling right.

Summers had always been about spending time with family. But one thing you’d learned over the years was that, the hockey season was also about spending time with a different family. Your kids considered everyone here to be their family. They didn’t stop to think if it was true or not, everyone here was an uncle, or an aunt, or a cousin.

This team was just as much your family as your actual blood. They’d been there for everything. They were there when Brian was born, in fact Mitch and Steph had been at the hospital with you the day he was born. The whole team came to see Jake just hours after he was born, bringing more followers and stuffed animals for both boys than they’d ever need. Brian’s first steps were taken at the ACC, and Jake’s were taken at just before an outdoor game. Jake’s first word was even hockey, even though it sounded like ‘ikey’.

“So, are we going to have another Matthews on the way by the time the next season starts?” Willy asked once you walked towards the grill.

“I wouldn’t be surprised if there already is one,” Mitch said, wiggling his eyebrows a bit, “How many times have you had someone watch the kids in the last few weeks?”

“Shut up,” Auston said, shoving Mitch to the side.

“I’m just speaking the truth!” Mitch defended.

“If that’s your way of asking if I’m currently pregnant, then the answer is no,” You stated, “So you can shut up about that. And as far as everything else goes, it’s none of your business what we do behind closed doors.”

“Except for that time the door wasn’t closed!” Mitch argued.

“Mitchell, that was years ago. Get over it,” Auston groaned, “Besides, you shouldn’t just barge into other people’s houses.”

“You gave me a key!” Mitch yelled.

You laughed and started to walk away, “Doesn’t mean you should use it Mitch.”

You could hear Auston and Willy laughing as you slipped back into the house. Kappy was now chasing Jakey around, because Jake stole his hat. Brian was bating them, yelling for Jakey to run one way or the other. The other Baby Leafs started to join in on the fun as well.

“Hey! Stay away from the lamp please!” You yelled to your boys, “C’mon Kasperi, you’re supposed to be the adult in this situation.”

“He took my hat!” Kappy whined.

“Not my problem, he’s three, you can get it back,” You shrugged.

You grabbed a glass of wine, and gave Kappy one more warning glance, before going back outside to join the girls. A few hours later, you’d all finished dinner and were sitting around the firepit.

Jakey was asleep in Willy’s arms, while Brian was barely awake in Freddie’s. You knew your boys would miss all of the guys over the summer, but a few of them had already planned visits. Either you’d go to them or they’d come to Arizona. It was funny really, you’d think after spending almost everyday together for months, that some of you would want a break. But that wasn’t always the case, but you loved that.

You loved that everyone still wanted to see each other. You loved the chemistry of the team and the way that you were all a family. Auston had talked about it so many times. They were a family on and off the ice, and that’s what made them so great.

“Another season in the books,” Auston sighed, tucking you under his arm.

“We’ll get them next year Matts,” Mitch stated.

“Daddy’s gonna kick ass,” Jake mumbled.

Everyone started laughing. No matter how hard you and Auston tried to keep them from saying that, it still slipped out every now and then. Willy smiled down to the toddler in his arms and gently patted his shoulder.

“Well, the child has spoken,” You joked, “You’ll have to kick ass next season.”

[trashforhockeyguys]

Wholeheartedly /4/ Auston Matthews

You had to hold both of the boys back when they heard the front door open. They both wanted to attack their uncles the second they realized that they were coming. They loved when your brothers and sister came to town. Your whole family lived in Windsor, just a couple hours away, but even still you didn’t see them very often.

“Where are my boys?” Lucas yelled, walking into the house.

“UNCLE LUKE!” B yelled, duking under your arm to run to him.

“Brian Lucas!” He laughed, picking up B, “Dude, you need to stop growing, you’re almost as tall as me.”

Jakey was next to break away when Peter walked in behind Lucas. Much to Peter’s surprise, Jake almost knocked him flat on his ass. Both boys switched and attacked the opposite uncle. You laughed when Lucas actually did end up on the floor when Jake jumped on him.

“Alright you two, let your uncles breathe,” You laughed, extending a hand for Luke.

“Hey big sis,” Lucas laughed, “You look good.”

“Can’t complain,” You shrugged, “Hey Pete.”

Your big brother gave you a bear hug, as was tradition with the two of you. You quickly gave a hug to Lucas as well. You’d always been pretty close to both of the growing up, even closer to your little sister until you graduated and moved away. You loved nothing more than when they all came to visit.

“I’m guessing Aus is already at the rink?” Peter questioned.

“Yeah, they had a skate this morning so he just stayed,” You shrugged, “We should be leaving before too long. Traffic is going to be a bitch.”

The boys, much to your surprise, behaved the entire way there. They didn’t scream like they normally would, or complain about how long it was taking to get there. Instead, they only talked about how excited they were.

By the time you got to the arena, they were both ready to take off towards the locker rooms. B and Jakey wanted nothing more than to see their dad and his teammates. You knew they would absolutely beg you to let them give the guys their pregame high fives.

Lucas hoisted little Jakey onto his shoulders, while Peter carried Brian on his back. You’d figured if your brothers had the boys, then they couldn’t go running off like you knew they would. But they were still trying to get their uncles to walk even faster.

“Okay, I’m going to put you down now,” Lucas warned Jake, “But you are not going to run anywhere, until your mama says you can, okay dude?”

“Fine,” Jakey groaned.

“Alright, you guys go do your thing, we’ll meet you at our seats,” Peter told you, dropping Brian back on the ground.

“Just try not to let little Lukey get lost, or buy out half the store,” You joked.

“Yes, Ma’am,” Peter cracked a big smile before dragging Lucas behind him.

You tried to get both of the boys to calm down before taking them into the locker room, but It was hopeless. They were practically bouncing off the walls. They were always like this to some degree on game night, but they definitely kicked it up for playoffs.

“Alright, go,” You laughed pushing the door open for them.

You watched as Brian ran straight to Auston, latching onto him like always. Jakey, who’s little legs couldn’t run as fast, tried to follow behind but ended up being scooped up by Freddie. Jakey’s giggly squeal could be heard over the sound of the music as Freddie lifted him higher.

“UNCLE FREDDIE! PUT ME DOWN!”

“No, you’re my good luck charm, remember?” Freddie joked.

“Freds, you know we love you,” Auston stated, “But you’re not going to make my son a goalie.”

“I want to score!” Jakey cheered.

“That’s my boy,” You laughed.

Haley poked Freddie’s cheek and laughed, “I want to score on you Uncle Freddie!”

Auston, along with most of the locker room, laughed at Jakey’s comment.  Freddie shook his head and put Jakey back down, allowing him to automatically run to Auston. You let them hug on their dad for a few more minutes, knowing they hadn’t seen much of him since the playoffs started.

“Alright, you boys do your thing, so these guys can go do theirs,” You told your two boys.

They groaned but quickly perked up as they ran around giving everyone multiple high-fives. They yelled and cheered the whole time. A couple of the players even gave each of them big hugs. By the time you were finally able to wrangle them out of the locker room, they were both a little too pumped for the game to actually start.

“Y/N, hold on a sec,” Auston came running out behind you.

“What’s wrong?” You questioned, making sure the boys were staying put.

“Nothing, I just wanted to kiss you before you left,” He shrugged.

You laughed and walked back over to him. You had to get on your tiptoes, since he already had on his skates. He kissed you quickly, since he only had a few minutes before he had to get back to the locker room. You were quick to hug him.

“Be careful okay? I didn’t like the looks of the last game,” You mumbled into his chest.

“It’s okay, I can handle myself honey,” He promised, “It’ll be a breeze.”

“You’re lying,” You accused, “But I’ll look passed it. Good luck, I’ll see you after the game.”

He gave you a big smile, before waving at the boys and disappearing back to the locker room. You grabbed both of the boy’s hands and started to lead them to the seats you’d managed to get right behind the bench.

The boys started dragging you when they caught sight of your brothers. What you didn’t expect though, was your sister and parents being there too. You let the boys run to your parents while you all but tackled your sister. You hadn’t seen Erika in forever, she’d been so busy with school and hockey.

“How the hell are you here?” You questioned, “You little shit, you told me you were too busy!”

“Yes, I am a little shit, who loves her big sister more than she should,” Erika laughed, “I called Auston, he helped set it up.”

“I’m going to fucking kill him later,” You laughed.

“Maybe wait until after you’re pregnant again,” She shrugged.

You coughed and smacked her, “Erika!”

“Just saying,” She defended herself, “I want a little niece, I can only do so much with these little guys.”

She grabbed Brian and gave him a big kiss on the check, while B tried to get away from her. You quickly reached around to give each of your parents a big hug. Before the game started, all the boys could do was fight over who was going to sit next to who. Being the smart woman that you were, you decided they’d just have to switch seats in between each period so they’d both be happy.

Once the game started, they were fully focused on that though. They watched every single play; not once did they actually take their eyes off of the puck. During breaks, they’d dance around if a song was good enough, or they’d just talk off their aunt and uncle’s ear.

Around half way through the first period, a certain song came on. You automatically looked down at the bench, half of the team was already watching the boys. You nudged Erika, telling her to get her phone out and start recording.

You had to hold back your laughs as the boys started doing the dance that went along with Crank That by Soulja Boy. You glanced down at the bench, Mitchy was nudging Auston, obviously happy the boys still remembered it. You knew both of the boys were on the big screen, you could hear half of the arena awing.

People started cheering them on as they kept dancing. Even the guys on the bench started cheering. Auston looked at you with the biggest smile that you’d ever seen during a game. You both knew that videos of the boys would be all over the place tomorrow, but neither of you minded. You loved that they were having fun.

Things on the ice started to get dicey by the end of the second period. You could feel the whole vibe of the rink change. Sometimes, when you were younger, you could just feel when a fight was going to happen. It was like the air always got thicker in a way. You felt that way now.

The boys were oblivious, loving that both teams were hitting harder and more frequently. But you knew that this wouldn’t end well. It wasn’t often that anyone fought in the playoffs, there was always too much at stake, but you could just feel that it a fight was brewing.

“Hit him Uncle Willy!” Jakey screamed from beside you.

You were clutching the armrests on either side of your chair. It wasn’t until five minutes left in the game that something actually happened. Mitch was just behind the play when he got blindsided. Before you could even blink, Auston was dropping his gloves. Both of your boys shot up, watching closely as Auston started fighting.

“Kick his ass Daddy!” Jakey screamed.

Brian looked over at you, back at Jakey, and then back at the ice towards Auston before joining in, “YEAH! Kick his ass Daddy!”

Both of your brother started laughing, while like you, your sister was a little shocked. You looked back at Auston, who was now getting hit. His helmet was already off and laying on the ice a few feet away. You looked over at your family again.

“I’m so going to hell for this,” You muttered.

You stood up along side your boys, “C’mon Auston! Kick his ass!” You screamed.

You watched as he finally took the other guy down to the ice, winning the fight. They finally pulled them apart. Mitch was the first one to skate over to Auston. He leaned in and told him something before pointing back towards all of you. Auston smiled, which surprised you, before giving you a sort of solute. You gave one back as your boys started cheering along with the rest of the arena. Even your parents joined in.

You shook your head as he left the ice. Somehow, you had a feeling he wouldn’t even be mad about any of it. The Maple Leafs won the game, advancing them to the third round of the playoffs, he definitely wouldn’t be mad.

“Hey slugger,” You laughed as you met up with Auston, “Thought you had it handled.”

“I didn’t lose, did I?” He joked, “Guess we’re going to have to have a chat with the boys later, huh?”

“Yeah,” You sighed, “I think they spend too much time with all of you.”

“Probably.”

B on Morgan’s back as he ran around the locker room. While Jakey was hanging out in Willy’s lap, talking about one of Willy’s goals. They were running around while the media was conducting interview with a couple of the players. What made you laugh is when a couple of them were asked about your boys dancing and yelling during the fight.

“Where are your parents?” Auston asked.

“They already went back to the house,” You replied, “Apparently they all had to be up early for another meeting with some college recruiter for Erika.”

“How many colleges does that make?” He asked.

“Too many,” You laughed, “My baby sister is too young to go to college. I refuse to believe that she’s almost an adult.”

Auston smiled and wrapped his arms around you. You watched the boys celebrate with the guys, screaming every now and then as someone unexpectedly picked them up. Things would be different by this time next season, hopefully you’d either have another baby, or would be pregnant with one. Jakey would be four by then, B would almost be six. But next year seemed like a million years away.

By the time the two of you finally got the boys back home, they’d fallen asleep in the back seat. You carefully carried the boys upstairs and put them into bed, making sure to turn on Jakey’s little nightlight so that hopefully he wouldn’t come running into your room in a few hours.

You said goodnight to both of your brothers, who still up watching TV in the living room. You slowly made your way back upstairs to your bedroom. Auston was already in bed, flipping through the guide trying to find something to watch. He looked tried, but you knew he probably wouldn’t actually fall asleep for a few hours.

“You know, I forgot how much I loved watching you fight,” You stated, crawling into bed next to him.

“Oh? Is that so?”

“Mhm,” You nodded, “It’s kind of hot.”

“Shit,” He mumbled, “You know we have a full house, right?”

“Yes I do,” You stated, “But, they all said they wanted to take the boys out tomorrow, and I know you don’t have to leave until late afternoon.”

He smirked as he pulled you on top of his chest, “You’re trying to kill me woman.”

“Maybe,” You shrugged.

“It’s a good thing I love you,” He joked.

“You better, it’s not like we haven’t been together almost nine years,” You laughed.

“Damn, nine years already?” He whistled, “Feels like yesterday.”

“I know,” You whispered, putting your head on his chest, “Crazy how time flies.”

“I’m glad you decided to do that camp,” He told you, “I’m glad you decided to be a bitch to me that day too.”

“Oh god, I was such a bitch to you,” You groaned.

“Yes, you were,” He laughed, “But it’s okay, I think that’s what made me fall in love with you in the first place.”

“Oh, so you fell in love with me because I’m a bitch?” You questioned.

“Well, no? But kind of?” He started to panic a little, “You know what I mean!”

You laughed and leaned up to kiss him, “I know what you mean babe.”

You rolled off of him, choosing to cuddle into his side. He hummed as he tightened his grip on you. You nuzzled into him, taking in his warmth.

“You’re ready to fall asleep, aren’t you?” He questioned.

“It was a long day,” You yawned.

He kissed the top of your head before turning off the tv, “Get some sleep.”

“You didn’t have to turn it off,” You told him, turning you head to look at him.

“You can’t sleep with it on,” He pointed out.

“But you-”

“Just go to sleep Y/N,” He laughed, “We can argue about the damn TV tomorrow.”