you stared at your phone at the social media post that was just put up. there it is in big black and bold letters. the edmonton oilers have signed frederik andersen to a one year deal.
your heart sank. you worked for what was now freddie's former team; the carolina hurricanes. you'd been there for his entire tenure, dating back almost five years ago to the day now.
you worked in media coordinating. so, you got to know a lot of the players on a deeper personal level. but no one quite like freddie. he was different than all the other players you have worked with before.
and along the way, something deeper developed in between the two of you. feelings. a real genuine connection.
it hasn't all been sunshine and rainbows and butterflies. the two of you have pretty much been on and off for his entire time with the hurricanes. commitment issues, timing issues, all of the above issues. it has just never been a full permanent thing.
you should've known when the knock came on your apartment door after the news was announced that it was going to be him on the other side.
'you're going to edmonton.' you said, letting him in like you have done a million times before.
'come with me.' he said.
you actually had to laugh at that. that's actually really funny.
you crossed your arms, looking up at his much taller frame.
'and why would i do that?' you asked.
'because we're in a relationship?' freddie said, questioning why it wouldn't be so obvious to you why he would want you to come with him.
'that's news to me.' you said.
he rolled his eyes. 'don't be like that. it'll be different.' he said.
'will it? freddie, you won't commit to me here and now in carolina after five years. it's not gonna be any different in edmonton, in a new city.' you pointed out.
you shook your head. 'i'm not doing this whole thing again. and i won't be that girl who drops everything to follow a guy around. that's not me. i love you, but no.' you said.
'you love me?' he asked, that being the main thing he took out of your statement of why you couldn't go.
'i do.' you nodded. 'but i love myself and i love my job more.' you said. 'i'm not leaving and starting all the way over again.'
'so, that's it? it's goodbye. you're not even going to consider it?' he asked. he'd respect your choice either way, but it stings. he really does love you, even if he doesn't show it.
you nodded, stepping into his space so you could wrap your arms around his waist, burying your face in his chest as you hugged him. his large arms came to wrap around you, holding you to him.
you leaned up on your tip toes, cupping his face, fingers tracing over his beard as you kissed him.
freddie wasted no time lifting you up. your legs instinctively went around his waist, your arms looping around his neck as he walked the familiar path down the hall and to your bedroom.
he kicked the door open and closed with one foot, walking the short distance from the door to your bed, placing you down onto the soft mattress and crawling over you as he pulled his shirt and yours over both of your heads.
you slid your soft pajama shorts you'd been wearing down your legs and to the side as he unzipped his jeans and pushed them and his boxers down and off in one go.
then he was reaching to your nightstand drawer, digging into the back to find the stash of condoms the two of you always made sure to have stocked. which, i guess, you won't need now. but no need to think of that right now.
he opened the package with his teeth, rolling it onto his hard cock and then lining himself up with your entrance, slowly beginning to sink into you, the familiar feeling your walls enveloping him and welcoming him in.
he braced his hands on the pillow behind your head as he began to thrust into you, sending your back bouncing into the sheets.
your hands went to his hair, like they usually always did whenever he fucked you like this. but he couldn't look at you. not when he knows this is the last time. because if he does, he's never going to be able to give it up.
instead, he buried his head in your neck, kissing along your soft skin and sucking and biting small marks into your flesh.
'freddie.' you moaned out his name, dragging him up by the hair to look at you straight in the eyes.
he did, his eyes shining with love and adoration for you, and maybe even a little bit of guilt for all these years of not being able to give you what you want and commit to you.
'fuck, i love you.' he breathed out.
you leaned up, kissing him as your orgasm washed over you. 'i love you, too.' you whispered.
he kept thrusting, feeling you coming around him. a few more and he was spilling inside of the condom inside of you, moaning out your name and whispering love and praise to you.
he caught his breath, pulling out and disposing of the condom properly before lying down next to you on your bed, pulling the blankets up over the both of you.
he propped himself up on one elbow, turning on his side to look over at you.
'i really do love you, you know?' he admitted.
you smiled sadly, reaching a hand up to trace over his cheek and his beard. 'i know. but this is it. this is goodbye.' you said, sadly.
he nodded, glancing down before looking up at you in your eyes again, eyes shining. 'i know.'
