#m tkachuk

[verhaeghecarter]

Matthew Tkachuk in the Panthers new practice facility (x)

[somebitchobsessedwiththerat]

what are we? - matthew tkachuk

gif made by me!

paring: matthew tkachuk x fem!reader

warnings: lots of swearing, drinking... and ofc, lots of fluff <3 let me know if i missed anything!

word count: 3.8k+

this isnt edited + lowercase intended. enjoy <3

***

you were laying on the couch, entangled with matthew, resting your head on his chest, head moving in sync with his breathing as he had an arm wrapped around you, hand placed on your stomach.

matthew was your best friend, you had known him

and his family since basically the day you were born.

your family had been friends with the tkachuks for years. growing up as neighbours sort of forced you guys to see each other everyday. every saturday you had dinner with the tkachuk's. that was usually held at their place since they had the bigger backyard, yours was taken up by a large shed.

with the dinners, came movie night. that was the saturday tradition. dinner outside if the weather would cooperate and then movies inside right after clean up.

anyone who would look at you and matthew would think you were dating. that wasnt the case though, simply just best friends. normally best friends wouldnt cuddle like how you and matthew did.

you two were obviously in love with each other, everyone could see it... except for you two. whenever someone would bring up the idea you and matthew would simply laugh and say something along the lines of, 'we are best friends. thats funny.'

however, matthew was so deeply in love with you and he knew it.

matthew had realized his not so small crush on you when you guys were nine and you showed up to christmas eve dinner in the most beautiful dress he had ever seen. ever since then matthew has been 'head over heals' for you.

"this movie is boring." matthew leaned down to whisper in your ear. keith had picked the movie as usual. keith's movies weren't the best... nobody ever liked them.

but as your mom says, "its not about the movie, it's about the bond."

you hummed in response to matthew, you were not paying attention to anything as you were slowly drifting in and out of sleep.

matthew made you feel safe. protected. laying with him was your biggest comfort, and your personal favourite thing to do.

**

you and matthew had your fair share of breakups, you especially. of course, matthew was always there for you. always being the shoulder to cry on, the person to rant to. he was your person.

back in 2016 when he was drafted to the calgary flames, saying goodbye was honestly hard for both of you. you went from seeing each other every single day since you were two years old, to only seeing each other on christmas and during the off season. (or if the flames were playing in St. Louis.)

of course, you and matthew couldn't go a day without talking. facetime and text became your main communication source. your brother swore he saw you on facetime with matthew more than he saw you do anything else.

somehow, you had gotten a job up in calgary. when you had gotten the call, you freaked out. literally. you had been apologizing to the lovely lady on the phone for fifteen minutes after your little freak out. very embarrassing but it was very worth it, knowing that you could go back to seeing your best friend everyday in person.

when you moved to calgary, you stayed at matthews apartment until you settled into an apartment of your own about a month later. work is where you met your roommate, avelina.

you met avelina your first day of work. you two talked for an hour then clicked instantly. avelina moved in with you months after you became close.

avelina is very aware of your friendship with matthew. considering hes always at your place and your always at his. she respects the friendship, she doesnt get jealous, or she doesn't try to force you to hang out with her. she knows her boundaries.

***

it was 12 in the afternoon when matthew finally woke up. that was probably due to the fact that last night after the big win against the oilers, the team had gone out to celebrate. matthew had come to your place absolutely hammered. so, you let him stay the night.

"good morning sleeping beauty." you teased as he groaned, plopping himself into the island chair.

"why am i here?" he asked with lots of confusion in his face.

"you were that drunk, huh?" you laughed handing him a glass of water, taking the seat next to him. he had his hands on his face, rubbing his eyes.

"my head is fucking pounding." he whined, laying his head on your shoulder. "dont let me drink without you again."

you laughed and rubbed his back. matthew had no self control when it came to drinking and partying, obviously. he just liked to have fun.

"where's avi?" he questioned keeping his voice low. if avi were home she'd be chirping his ass. they had a 'love hate' relationship. she would probably say something along the lines of, 'dumbass cant handle his liquor.' then laugh at him.

"she left for work a little bit ago. you just missed her." you explained, he let out a quiet 'thank god' and lifted his head.

"you look pretty." he said trying to avoid the fact that his head felt like it was going to explode. a light shade of pink covered your cheeks.

"thank you." you softly replied. "i uh, i have to go into work soon so i just threw something on." you rambled, matthew would complement you all the time but this time you felt flustered. why?

"oh, when do you have to leave?"

"in like 10 minutes. you okay to drive home? you look like you're gonna be sick." you chuckled getting up out of your seat.

"can you drive me? i feel like im going to pass out." he asked with a small smile.

"yeah come on, and put a shirt on or something jesus matthew!" you joked shoving him into the hallway.

two minutes later, matthew came out in new sweatpants and his flames hoodie that he thought he lost. "my hoodie has been here the whole time?"

you looked at him with innocent eyes. "what! no way!" you played it off as if you had no clue. you wore it once and never gave it back.

"you stole it, didn't you?" he laughed.

"well technically i didnt steal it. you let me wear it." you told him straight up.

"i called you and asked if you had it. you told me no. last time i checked, thats stealing." he spoke slowly as if you didnt understand.

"oh shut your trap, tkachuk. get in the car."

***

work was long and stressful. you couldn't wait to leave. all day your boss was piling work up for you to do. you couldn't do it all, you were only one human and the workload was way too much. all week you've been overworked and you were extremely underpaid. you're usually not one to complain about workloads, but that was over the limit.

it had been a long day and you just wanted to cry. when you're stressed you just feel the need to sob. as soon as you got into your car you pulled out your phone and pressed on matthews contact.

tkachukles 🤍

you: matty, can i come over? long day.

tkachukles 🤍: yeah of course

you: okay ill be there in 10

***

you had shown up to matthews house 10 minutes later on the verge of tears. when he had opened the door you immediately threw your arms around him, letting a few tears fall. he accepted the hug and rubbed small circles on your back.

"its okay, its okay." he coed continuing the rubbing motions.

after a minute of that, you let go of each other and headed to the couch. "talk to me. what happened." he asked with a lot of concern. its not everyday you show up at his door step crying.

"work has been a pain the fucking ass." you sighed bringing yourself closer to matthew, he wrapped an arm around your shoulder, rubbing your arm.

"ive been so stressed out matty. adelaide's workload is becoming way too much, and i hate to be that person who complains about that shit but its too much. im working all fucking day and doing way more than i should be. and this is gonna sound super  shitty and ungrateful but im not getting paid enough. i'm struggling matty." you ranted, by that point, tears had been streaming from your eyes and your whole body had been shaking. matthews concern had also gone up a lot.

matthew was a very good listener, he never judged or interrupted. when you were talking, you were his main focus. now that could either be because hes so damn in love with you or because he is just a good person. maybe a mix of both. matthew let you talk, and honestly you liked that more. he knew that. sometimes you didnt want a response, you just wanted someone to listen.

"i dont know what to do. if i quit, i dont make any money, and i might have to go back to st louis. but i also dont want to be miserable." you started again, taking deep breaths.

"y/n, this has been going on for way too long." he lowly said. "you cant be this stressed out."

"but i feel trapped, like there is nothing i can do about it." you told him. matthew was really the only person you opened up to. from years of being betrayed and lots of trust issues, matthew was the only person who never let you down. you trusted him with everything, and he trusted you. he could read you like an open book as well.

"its okay." he whispered when he noticed your breathing speed up again, squeezing you closer to him. "its okay." he repeated again, and sometimes thats all you needed to hear.

when you had calmed down, matthew had put on a movie. johnny, a teammate of matthew's and his roommate wasnt home... if he was home, he would be teasing you and matthew all night as he always.

you and had matthew had been in that same position you were in when you first sat down, blanket added because you were freezing. the entire time, matthew was wondering to himself, 'what is this? what are we?'

***

you ended up staying the night at matthew's, you were tired and didnt want to drive home. you let avi know you were safe at matthews, as she figured.

you entered matthews kitchen in sweatpants and one of matthews sweaters. johnny and matthew had been standing around by the fridge.

"ooh y/n's here?" johnny smirked, "when did she get here?"

"got here last night johnnycake. after work." you explained as you saw his smirk grow larger. "i was here because i broke drown, shithead."

"oh." was all he said. johnny was most likely the person who was most hoping for a relationship between you and matthew.

"hey make sure you actually give that one back." matthew said pointing at the sweater you had been wearing.

"i will. i will!" you put your hands up in surrender. "do one thing wrong once and all of a sudden your personality is formed out of it." you joked slouching your shoulders.

"wow look what you did chucky." johnny joined in, "made the poor girl sad."

"shut up johnny," matthew slapped the back of his head.

"poor johnny. always picking on the little guy." you announced going to wrap your arms around johnny from behind. "im almost as tall as you!" you then announced, johnny and you had always messed with each other.

"that just means your also short, dumbass." johnny scoffed, shoving you off of him, causing you to erupt in loud laughter. matthew watched you and johnny interact. johnny knew matthew had feelings for you and would never go for you knowing that information. but a part of matthew always felt there was a part of johnny that had feelings for you. johnny of course didnt, he could never do that

"matty, stop sitting there like a sad child and come here!" you called him over, "see, hes so tall! what the fuck did chantal feed you?" you asked staring up at him, matthew was 6'2, which to him, didnt seem that tall.

"i don't know. im not tall, you two are just short." he shrugged.

"wow matty, thats mean." you fake frowned, johnny subtly left the room, it was easy to when you guys were together. its like nobody else was in the room.

"where the fuck did johnnycake go?" you questioned when you realized he had been gone. matthew shrugged.

"probably went to his room. maybe hes on facetime with avi." matthew smirked. johnny had a huge 'crush' on avelina.

"asshole!" johnny called out from his room, matthew chuckled and then pulled you into a hug.

"how you feeling?" he asked, keeping his voice low and gentle.

"ive been better. last night was just the initial response i guess." you mumbled into his chest.

"good." he whispered.

"awww look at you two cuties!" johnny squealed like a 13 year old girl, pulling out his phone and taking a picture.

"johnny i swear, go away." matthew waved him off, johnny left the room, killing himself laughing. "i need a better roommate." matthew scoffed as you two pulled away.

"take mine." you joked. "all she does is talk about johnny, we should trade roommates."

"oh i'll gladly trade." he smiled, "get johnny out of here."

you stayed for another hour or so until you decided to leave. avelina wouldnt stop spam texting you to get home.

avi <3

avi <3: come home bitch

avi <3: i miss you

avi <3: i have newssssss 😉

avi <3: leave your bfs and come home to your bestie!

avi <3: she misses you!

you: okay calm down lmao im leaving matthew's rn

avi <3: finally gosh… love youuu 🤍

***

"whats this news you needed to tell me?" you announced walking into her room without warning.

"okay," she breathed out, "i like johnny, like really like him." she spoke quickly.

"oh yeah i knew that." her smile turned into a confused face. "yeah, its really obvious."

"wha?" she whispered, cheeks turning bright pink.

"you and johnny like each other and its super obvious." you repeated, slower and louder.

"no i heard what you said it's just- wait, johnny likes me?" she asked perking her head up.

"uh... yeah, it's obvious." you chuckled. her face turns even brighter. "go for it." you winked at her, she smiles but quickly turns away.

"bitch stop hiding your dumb smile." you teased, "now go ask the shortie out!" you demanded in a joking tone.

"okay okay, im texting him right now asking if i can come over." she laughed, you were so happy to see avelina happy. she deserves it.

***

instagram

johngaudreau03: aw look at these cuties! 😁

tagged: matthew_tkachuk, y/n_l/n

matthew_tkachuk: dude i thought i told you to delete this

johngaudreau03: matthew_tkachuk oops sorry chucky boy ❤️

y/n_l/n: johnnycake i swear

johngaudreau03: y/n_l/n im sorry did i do something wrong?

***

“johnny fucking gaudreau, delete your post right now!” matthew yelled at johnny entering his room.

“i’m good.” johnny smirked, laughing at matthew like a little kid.

“youre an asshole.” matthew scoffed throwing a pillow at johnny.

“i know.” he smiled. “your girlfriend thinks so too. she’s spamming me right now. shes so pissed at me.” he giggled. hes enjoying this way too much.

johnnycake 🍰

you: johnny gaudreau delete that post right now or i swear to god.

johnnycake 🍰: why? its awesome! 😁

you: johnny delete it now or ill call you shortie for the rest of your life!

johnnycake 🍰: you already do 🤨

you: oh god johnny youre so annoying

you: why wont you just delete it

you: i dont care how annoying i’m being right now

you: matty and i aren’t dating, i dont want people to think we are

johnnycake 🍰: people already do! now stop spamming me im trying to sleep 🙃

you: at 1 in the afternoon?

johnnycake 🍰: yep! i need my beauty sleep. bye now.

***

“saw johnnys instagram. so cute!” avelina teased as she sat with you on the couch.

“im going to kill your boyfriend.” you muttered, mostly joking.

“oh come on, hes not that bad! it was cute.” she defended. “he just loves you and matthew together. even though he knows you aren’t even actually together.” she explains.

“that bitch acts like a child.” you laughed, “why cant he act like a grown ass man?”

“because hes johnny.” she chuckled in response. “speaking of johnny.” she started.

“tell me!” you squeaked moving closer to her.

“well, he asked me out!” she squealed all excited, she hasnt been this happy about a date since she went out with her college girlfriend at 20 years old.

“see! i told you! did you say yes? please tell me you said yes!” you spoke quickly, you were very happy for her.

“of course i said yes!” she smiled. “god im so excited.”

“im happy for you ave, you deserve this bae.” you grinned pulling her in for a hug.

“you’re next.” she whispered holding back a laugh, eventually letting it out.

“what the fuck does that mean? sounds like you’re going to murder me.” you cringed.

“bitch i mean that matthew is going to ask you out next.” she slapped your arm. your mouth formed an ‘o’ shape.

“let that go, matthew and i and just best friends.” you spoke quietly. at that point, you honestly had no clue what you and matthew were, or where you feelings for him stood.

“i think you two are more than best friends.” she chuckled.

“what do you mean?” you questioned.

“well, for starters, the way he looks at you. he looks at you like youre the only girl in the room, looks at you with so much love. and the way he treats you. it says a lot. he treats you so well, so damn well. and let me tell you, best friends dont cuddle and hug the way you guys do. but, if you cant see it then, there isnt much i can do.” she explained to you. you stood there speechless.

did you and matthew have feelings for each other? did you feel something for him?

***

tkachukles 🤍

you: boo! im bored. entertain me!

tkachukles 🤍: youre always bored lmao

tkachukles 🤍: how can i entertain you today?

you: come over?

you: avi is out with johnnycake so im lonely 😔

tkachukles 🤍: i guess i can, but do i want to? 🤨

tkachukles 🤍: just messing with you

tkachukles 🤍: ill be over in 15 minutes!

you: yay! 😁

***

“im here!” matthew announced as he just walked into your apartment. “i brought monopoly too!” he added.

“monopoly? what are you 40?” you asked meeting him at the front door.

“nope but i am 24!” he corrects. “you used to love monopoly!”

“when i was seven, then i played against you. youre the worst to monopoly with. you always win.” you tell him taking the box of monopoly jr. “plus this is literally monopoly jr. i play this with my niece.”

“youre mean.” he frowned pulling his flames tuque off his head and threw it at you.

“says the one throwing hats.” you laughed at him, picking up the tuque and putting it on the counter. “dude did you just not do your hair today?” you giggled when you noticed how untamed his curls were. you loved matthews curls.

“why? does it look amazing?” he asked dramatically running a hand through his hair. “i tried my best.” he said with a huge smile.

“it looks fine, matty.” you said softly, for a second you and matthew locked eyes, his deep blue eyes locking with yours. butterflies were erupting in your stomach. why did he have such an effect on you all of a sudden?

he cleared his throat and looked away. “uh so, are we going to play or what?” he cheered.

“do i even have a choice?” you laughed.

“nope. but you asked me to entertain you, so that means we do what i want.” he cockily smirked like a 10 year old boy.

“okay brady.” you mumbled, he sounded like his younger brother brady.

“oh shut it.”

***

“i win! finally!” you exclaimed jumping up off the floor. you had finally beat matthew at a game of monopoly. for the first time ever.

“it only took you 17 years.” he chuckles. he smiled at you as you were so excited.

“what?” you asked when you noticed him staring at you.

he shook his head, “nothing, youre such a dork.” he laughed.

“matthew.” you spoke.

“hm?” he hummed in response.

“what are we?” you asked. yes it was super random, but you couldn’t stop thinking about it. you had feelings for matthew and you knew it.

“what do you mean?” he questioned. he knew exactly what to you meant.

“what is this?” you asked again pointing at you and matthew. “because this isnt just a friendship and you know it, matthew.” you explained.

“i dont know. you tell me, y/n. ive been asking myself the same question for 10 years.” he spoke softly, standing up to meet your level.

you two got very close, you could feel his breath on your skin, inches away from each other’s faces. “can i kiss you?” he then asks. you nod your head, he dips his head in and presses his lips against yours.

the kiss was passionate, he suddenly pulls away. you frowned in confusion. “y/n. i dont want this if it isnt real. or it wasnt what you want.” he whispered.

“matthew. its what i want. its what ive wanted since i was 15.” you told him nodding your head. he smiled widely and pulled you in for another kiss.

when you guys pulled away, slightly out of breath, you both had the biggest smiles, butterflies going crazy in both your stomachs.

“if you were to tell nine year old matthew knew he was kissing you in your apartment at 24, he would slap you in the face and call you crazy.” matthew laughed.

“y/n, are you willing to be more than just my best friend?” he then asked with hopeful eyes.

“yes matty. i am 100% willing to be more than your best friend.” you smiled so fucking wide.

"i love you so much y/n. i have since we were nine." he spoke softly looking into your eyes.

"and i love you matty."

everyone was right, you wnd matthew tkachuk ended up together. nothing really changed, you still did everything you would normally, except now, you didn't hide how you would look at each other. and you definitely dont deny your relationship.

***

[timothyjimothy74]

Lover - Matthew Tkachuk ft. Brady Tkachuk

A/N: Don’t mind me, I’ve been listening to Taylor Swift on repeat again.

Word Count: ~1.2k

Spending the summer with the Tkachuks was pretty much going exactly how Y/N expected it when her boyfriend Matthew invited her. It was a non-stop party. Playing sports and video games with the Tkachuk siblings while Walt chirped everyone, watching tv together, going roller blading together, taking turns throwing each other in the pool, ditching the boys with Taryn to go shopping or drive around jamming to music, watching hockey or baseball together, movie nights and constant chirping. Y/N grew up an only child and she’d always dreamed of having a big family to spend the whole summer with. There was just one problem, she had barely gotten any alone time with Matthew.

Someone else was always around until nighttime. And then, Chantal had only agreed to let Matthew have a woman spend the summer with them if she slept in the guest bedroom. She respected Chantal (and was a little afraid of her wrath) and didn’t want to break her rules, but she was getting desperate.

One night, after tossing and turning for awhile, she grabbed her phone and unplugged it from the nightstand.

Y/N

12:11 a.m.

Hi

Matt

Hey, beautiful. Can’t sleep?

Y/N

Nope. I miss you even though we’re in the same house, it’s kind of gross. Why can’t you sleep?

Matt

I’m missing you too. Yeah, you’re right. This is kind of gross

Y/N

I might have an idea…

Matt

I’m listening

Y/N

Meet me in the kitchen in 10?

Matt

I should probably ask what we’re doing, but I know better by now

Y/N

:’)

Y/N got out of bed slowly and tried to be as quiet as she could as she put her slippers on and opened her door. The house was silent as she crept down the stairs to the kitchen. When she arrived, Matt was already there, looking away from her. She slowly walked up behind him and put her arms around his waist, trying to convey how much she loved him. He usually loved that.

Until now apparently.

“AHHHHHHHHH!!!!” Matthew screamed and turned around as fast as he could.

Once he saw it was her, he put his hand over his chest and started breathing heavily.

Y/N sighed. “You dumbass, you definitely woke up the whole house if not the whole neighborhood.”

“I’m sorry, but it’s scary down here at night with all the lights off,” Matthew said as his breathing finally returned to normal.

“Well, we better go back to bed before your whole family comes running down here thinking you’re being murdered,” Y/N said with a small smile. She couldn’t be mad at him when all she wanted to do was laugh at him.

Matthew paused and looked up at the ceiling. “I don’t hear anyone running. Just tell me your idea.”

Y/N smiled and walked toward the fridge with Matthew trailing closely behind her. She opened the freezer, reached back in the very back behind a few bags of frozen vegetables and pulled out the pint of Ben and Jerry’s Chantal had gotten (and hidden) for her.

“Oh my god, where did you get that?” Matthew asked, practically salivating at just the sight of it.

“I’m not telling. I will share it with you though,” Y/N smiled at him.

Matthew practically ran to get spoons. Once he brought them back, they managed to down the whole pint in just a few minutes. With Matthew on a strict diet (that did not include ice cream) and training routine to stay in shape in the offseason, it felt like they were sharing a secret.

“Okay, now I have an idea,” Matthew said with a small smirk as he threw the ice cream container away.

“Oh god.”

For once, Matthew had nothing to say, but he pulled out his phone and a few seconds later, a song started lightly playing.

“Can I have this dance?” he asked as he bowed to her and held his hand out.

She gladly accepted it and he brought her close to him and started swaying them back and forth. “I can’t believe you’re playing Lover by Taylor Swift right now. I feel like I need to write this down in my calendar.” They both chuckled. “This song reminds me of you, of us.” Y/N smiled. Matthew started lightly singing the chorus to her. She stared up in adoration at him for awhile until he nudged her side. She knew he wanted her to sing along with him so she did. When the next verse started, Matthew said, “I can’t wait to have our own place together. We can do this every night.”

This wasn’t the first time Matthew had brought it up, but it was the first time Y/N felt ready to say yes. “I’ll go where you go. I’d love to feel as close to you as I do tonight.”

Matthew was so excited that he took the chance to spin her in a few circles. When he brought her back close to him, she was looking over his shoulder, but he didn’t think anything of it. Then they purposefully sang, “I swear to be over dramatic and true to my lover” to each other with huge smiles on their faces. It couldn’t describe them more.

They continued to dance until the song ended. Matthew leaned down for a kiss when she stopped him and spoke. “You guys can come join us if you want.” Matthew whipped around to see his whole family trying to hide in the hallway. Brady was hysterically laughing, Chantal and Taryn were crying and Walt was just shaking his head at all of them.

“How long were you guys watching us?” Matthew asked, kind of afraid to learn the answer.

“We came in right before you started playing Taylor Swift,” Brady managed to get out between giggles. Matthew’s face turned red.

“Yeah, your scream woke up the whole house, genius,” Walt added.

Matthew turned to face Y/N. “Did you know they were there the whole time?”

“No, I didn’t see them until the song was almost over. I thought I’d let them see your soft side for a few more minutes. It’s nice,” Y/N smiled. Matthew couldn’t help but smile back at her even though his brother still couldn’t stop chirping him.

“It is nice, honey,” Chantal finally spoke up now that she had stopped crying. “I’ve never seen you this happy.”

“Me either,” Brady, Walt and Taryn said simultaneously.

Y/N smiled at them. “So do we think it’s me or the ice cream that made him so happy?”

Everyone laughed. Well everyone except Brady. “Ice cream?! There was ice cream in the house and I missed it?”

“Well, I don’t know about you guys, but I’m exhausted. Goodnight everyone,” Y/N said as she fled the room.

Standing in the hallway, she could hear Brady say to Matthew, “I can’t believe you didn’t share with me. That totally breaks bro code.”

Matthew was quick to respond to that. “You know what else breaks bro code is not giving me any time alone with my girlfriend so she feels the need for us to sneak down here in the middle of the night and eat hidden eat ice cream just for us to get any alone time.”

Brady thought for a second and smiled in self-satisfaction. “Whatever, lover boy.”

[puckngrind]

Strike out - M. Tkachuk

Warning: consumption of alcohol

Word count: 2,326

I said I would never write for him yet here we are...enjoy.

“Hello there.” A smooth voice was in your ear as you slowly turn to see who had crowded into your space when there was clearly enough room on either side of you.

“Hi.” You recognized him as Johnny’s teammate immediately. He has hit on you before and you aren’t sure by the look in his eye if he knows this.

“I’m Matthew but you can call me Matty.” His body is angled towards yours as he leans on the counter behind you.

“Ew. Does that really work? You know, with the ladies?” The words rolled off your tongue.

Matthew straighten up and runs his fingers through his curls. “I mean, yeah. It kinda does. Maybe I should start over. Hi, I’m Matthew.” His hand drops from his hair and extends to you. You look at it for a few seconds longer than you should then place your hand in his.

“Hi I’m (y/n) but I’ve always heard them call you Chucky?” Your eyes flash over to the table where Johnny and a few of his other teammates are setting up a table for cards. A sly grin creeps across your face as you look back up into his eyes and see them process. You notice a slight pink on his cheek and wonder if that was there before or not.

“Well fuck. Yeah. I’m assuming you are here with one of my teammates then?” Matthew steps back giving you space.

“I know Johnny. I’ve been to a party before. You’ve met me.” You lean on the counter and cross your arms.

“Damnit. Did I hit on you then too?” Matthew’s fingers pinch the bridge of his nose as you nod your head. “I’m sorry I don’t remember.” He whispers.

“I’m guessing you don’t say that a lot?” You start to laugh.

“What? That I don’t remember a girl I hit on? No, normally I don’t strike out.” He admits.

“Well that’s a bold statement but I was referring to the saying sorry thing.” You place your hand on his chest and pat. “Maybe I’ll talk to you next time I’m at one of these things.” You start to walk out of the kitchen and he catches your wrist and spins you around. “What the fuuccc...” your body crashes into the solid chest of Matthew.

“Sorry.” He murmurs as his eyes meet yours. “I just wanted to say sorry.” He let you go and quickly retreated to a group of his teammates on the opposite end of the loft. You shake off the interaction and make your way to Johnny.

“You good (y/n)?” Johnny pulls you into a side hug as you feel Matthew’s eyes on you from across the room.

“Yeah. Whatcha playing?” Johnny kisses the top of your head and explains. You watch for a bit then head towards the patio for some fresh Calgary air. The door opens and closes but you don’t look to see who joined you.

“I didn’t realize you were WITH Johnny. I’m seriously sorry.” Matthew’s voice is low as he steps an arms length from you and leans in the railing.

“I’m not. He’s my only friend here. We’ve known each other forever.” You turn to look at Matthew who seems to be processing the information.

“Oh, I saw... fuck... never mind.” His face drops to his hands as he grips his curls. He seems so sincere from the first encounter that evening and nothing like the asshole he was when you first met him.

You sit in silence for awhile. Just staring up at the sky. “Calgary is really pretty.” You whisper.

“Yeah.” Matthew’s voice is barely above a whisper. “You should see the view from my place. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. That’s not how it sounded. Shit. I’m just gonna stop fucking talking and head back in.” You see the pink again in his cheeks and in the cooler Calgary air it’s either from you or the alcohol.

“You don’t have to. I find it funny.” You smile.

“You find me funny? Really? Why?” Matthew’s eyebrows knit together processing how.

“I can see why girls fall for you. And your normal approach would normally work for me if it wasn’t for the fact that you were such an ass when we met last time.” You go to continue and he cuts you off.

“I seriously don’t remember and I’m sure I was a giant ass to you. Your pretty, (y/n). And while I would love to take you back to my place I’m sure I have majorly screw that up.” He huffs out while staring as his shoes then his gaze moves to your eyes. “I really am sorry. I hope this doesn’t mean you will stop hanging out with the team.”

“It doesn’t but I’m heading home alone now.  Good night Chucky.” You pat his shoulder and head home for the night.

A few weeks later Johnny had convinced you to come to a game and have drinks afterwards. The game was intense. Matthew fought one of the other players and you were sure by the third he was ready to fight another. From the sounds of the grown ass men around you it was just him getting his team fired up. You had been to plenty of Johnny’s games over the years but never noticed who was fighting when it happened. The game ended and you made your way to where Johnny told you to meet him. Flipping through your phone while leaning against the wall out of the way.

“Hey (y/n).” Matthew’s voice was soft and you looked up at his fresh black eye.

“Hey Matthew.” You smile then wince. “Ouch, that looks painful.” Your fingers go to touch it and you pull back realizing it’s not your place.

“Nah. Stings a little but I’m use to it. So, you coming out for drinks?” He smiles at you with his hand firmly in his pockets. You notice he’s rocking back and forth on his feet too.

“Yeah. Riding with Johnny. Assuming you will be there?” Your eyes narrow at his expression.

“Yeah, maybe I can buy you a drink to make up for all the asshole ways I’ve been?”

“That might require more than one then.” You smirk and he laughs.

“Ready (y/n)?” Johnny slides in next to you and you nod.

The bar was packed. You were thankful for the second bar in the VIP section after wading through the sea of people all recognizing the boys. You especially noticed the attention Matthew was getting on the way there.

“So that drink? Or two? Or three?” Matthew’s voice came from behind you as you waited to order. He instructed the bartender your drinks were on his tab regardless of how much you complained.

“You don’t have to.” You stare up at him.

“Yeah, I kinda do.” His smile reached his eyes as your first round appeared in front of you. The boys were crowded over at the corner but Matthew stood at the bar with you. “So, if I asked you to dance would you say no?” He sipped on his drink but his eyes never left yours.

“No.” You hide your smirk as you drink slowly.

“So, (y/n), wanna dance with an asshole with a black eye?” He held out his hand and you shrugged your shoulders but put your hand in his anyway. You handed your drinks to Johnny who’s eyebrows were dancing. As Matthew leads you to the dance floor you hear a murmur from the boys.

“Gonna be strike three for Matty!” One chirp caught your ear and you whipped your head to see Johnny’s head nod in approval again.

“Did he just say...?” You looked up at Matthew how has an annoyed look on his face.

“Ignore those dumbasses. I do.” Matthew smiles down at you as you reach the dance floor. You start to move and Matthew pulls your body into his. Your hands absentmindedly move around his neck as your bodies move together with the beat. You tickle at the curls on the back of his neck. Matthew moves his hands to yours and grabs them to spin you around then brings you right into him. “I really am sorry about the last two times we’ve seen each other.” His breath hot in your ear. His lips ghosting your skin.

“You weren’t such an ass the last time you know.” You whisper and he looks at you bewildered then brings his ear to your lips. “You aren’t that big of an ass is all I said.” As he lifts up you see the edges of his lips curl up into a smile. You dance a little more before you both are in need of a drink. Mingling with the other boys you notice the attention Matthew was getting from the girls with barely any clothes on which seemed absurd for November in Calgary. The night was coming to a close and Matthew pulled you to the side.

“So...” he started.

“I’m going home Matthew.” You stated.

“That’s good but not what I was going to say.” This time it was your cheeks turning pink. “Would you want to come over for dinner tomorrow? Maybe let me make up for my asshole ways.” His smile was sincere.

“I don’t know.” You look up at his tired eyes.

“Go.” You hear Johnny from behind you and you look as he puts both thumbs up in approval.

“I... I... sure.” You conceded.

The next evening you stood at the door Matthew sent you directions too. Your hand went up to knock and you stopped.

“Are you going to knock or should I just open the door?” Matthew’s voice boomed from behind the door. You giggled and knocked lightly. “Who is it?” His voice questioned.

“I’ll just leave Tkachuk!” You crossed your arms across your chest.

The door swings open. “Please don’t.” His smiles reached his eyes as his arm swooped to invite you in. He shuts the door and helps you take off your coat. “You look really nice.” He whispers behind you.

“Thanks.” You take in his place. You expected the typical young bachelor’s pad and your eyes were deceiving you as your took in the contemporary yet warm surroundings. “I like your place. Not what I expected.” You follow him in and he heads towards the kitchen.

“I’m not sure how to take that but make your self comfortable. Dinner is almost ready. Wine?” He pulls an oven mitt on and opens the oven. The smell makes your mouth water.

“You cooked? Like not take out?” Your eyebrow shoots up as you attempt not to check out his ass while he leans into the oven. His curls bob as he looks over at you.

“Yeah. My momma taught me well, okay?” He closes the oven.

“I’m impressed Matthew.” You grab the glass of wine he had waiting for you.

“See, not just an ass.” His hip pops up and smirks.

“Jury is still out there Matty.” You bite the inside of your cheek and he laughs.

The conversation was easy as Matthew plated the food and you two took your seats enjoying the amazing dinner he created. He opened up about how he grew up and you both talked about the difference between home and Calgary. “Matthew, I have to ask you something.” You looked up at him as he was clearing your plate.

“Anything, (y/n).” He trotted back to the kitchen and rinsed the dishes off before setting them in the sink. You followed him.

“What’s all this about?” Your fingers dance to him and the now consumed dinner.

“I made you dinner?” His eye brow raises with his questioning tone.

“Yeah, yeah, but also at the bar when there were plenty of girls you could have taken home that night waiting for you to leave my side but you didn’t. And the patio at the party...” you trail off and your eyes dart to his patio remembering the view.

“Wanna see the view?” Matthew ignores the rest of your statement and motions for his patio. You step out into the cool air and your breath isn’t taken away by it but the view.

“You were right. It’s amazing.” You feel a chill shoot down your spine and you jump. Matthew walks away for a moment and comes back with a blanket from his couch. Wrapping you up in it his hands pull hit tight to you and he holds you there. “Thanks.” You whisper.

“You are something else you know?” He tugs the blanket and your body closer to him. “So, yes, my intentions the first time encounters were not the best. You are sexy as hell and I definitely was trying to sleep with you. Then watching you interact with my friend I wanted to know more.” His eyes were soft as his words processed in your head.

“So you don’t want to sleep with me now?” You nose crinkles up and you stare into his eyes then drop to his lips. A hint of his tongue pokes out of the smile that grows.

“I didn’t say that but I don’t just want to sleep with you. I might be an ass but I’d like you to consider maybe going on another date with me?” His head dips down so you feel him breathing on your skin. Goosebumps over your body with the sensation of having him that close to you.

“Matt, I...” he doesn’t let you finish before his lips are pressed to yours. You kiss him back in a way you’ve never done before. Breaking for air his forehead rests on yours.

“So go on another date with me?” He smiles sweetly. You press your lips to his slightly.

“Maybe.” You whisper.

“So, no longer an ass?” He laughs.

“I didn’t say that now did I?” You kiss him again feeling his laugh radiate throughout your body.

[art-and-the-hockeys]

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[washingtoncapricorns]

what do you think resident ratthew says in bed because i KNOW that boy doesn’t shut up

He’s definitely a bit of a dirty talker but sometimes he just spews nonsense

But you’re right he refuses to shut up

“Let me eat you babe. I’m ready for my snack.”

“I never wanna stop tasting you.”

“God look at your thigh muscles quivering. You mus really like that, huh?”

“You gotta let me get a picture of this.”

“Shit babe your tits seem bigger today. Can I hold them?”

“Look how well you take me?”

“God you feel incredible.”

“I can’t stop looking at how hot you are when you take my dick.”

“No arguments. You’re sitting on my face. You know you want to. If you suffocate me I’ll die the happiest man.”

“Look at how hot you are taking my dick.”

“I can feel how close you are. Don’t hold back, just cum.”

“Don’t move, let me get a washcloth.”

“Let me cuddle you babe. You know we have to cuddle after sex.”

Join me for thirst

[goalcaufield]

Matthew Tkachuk as a Boyfriend

personally, i love me some matty tkachuk. so, i’m thrilled.

oh god lets get this started

personally im a slut for both tkachuk boys

sorry mom

he’d be such a little brat tbh

(but a lovable brat, of course)

very very much so into pda

will gladly have you walk out of the house with hickies on full display

probably would want you to tbh

his hand is always, always on you

probably on your ass

or hip

just somewhere

comforts him to touch you

after a loss you’d have to comfort the lil big brat

lots of cuddles

he’ll blame losses on himself, saying he should’ve played better and you have to convince him there was nothing he could do

his head is in your lap and you play with his curls

tbh who wouldnt wanna do that cause damn 

but after a good game?

oh boy

get ready

homeboy is on a huge adrenaline kick so get ready for mind blowing post win sex

you guys like to mess around a lot

you’ll tease him telling him brady is your favorite tkachuk (or taryn lmao girl power)

he won’t talk to you for a good twenty minutes

you play fight a lot too

he’ll just tackle you onto the couch or bed and tickle you until you can’t breathe

just overall really playful tbh

he just loves to have fun with you

he’s just so loving

a total cuddle monster

i just have this feeling matthew appears to be this big bad boy you’re told not to fall in love with

and then you do

and he’s the complete opposite

total softie!!

he’d be like your best friend too

bad day at work?

rant

he’ll listen, giving you his full undivided attention

definitely would have a bubble bath ready for you by the time you got home

just wants you to be happy 24/7

and loves when he’s the reason you’re happy<3

how could you not be happy with him

i get dancing vibes with him??

not like,, grinding or anythig sexual

dancing in the rain or snow

delicate arms around you, holding you so softly but still so firmly

he’d be so graceful

(thats the word im looking for lmao)

wow i want some dancing matty now.

[dirtierhockey-blog]