κͺΰ§ going to watch your favorite team, the san jose sharks go against the new york islanders, you didnβt expect to see a cute guy from the opposite team stealing glances from you, you may have given him your number and your instagramβ¦
GENRE: smau, fluff fluff fluff
WARNINGS: reader being a sjs fan, lowkey not proofread, reader being in denial
faceclaim: sophia birlem
a/n: schaef is so endearing to me so yes i will be writing for him now! anddd why did this take me weeks to do im so lazy π
since i see u opened ur doors for matthew schaefer i give u a req:
extrovert and extremely talkative!matt + quiet and introverted!reader (got inspo from the spittin chiclets interview he did where he chirped biz for like 20 minutes straight lol)
maybe they r a few months into dating/relatively new relationship, both just hanging out somewhere and reader is listening to matt talking abt whatever is on his mind, just yapping yapping yapping and he randomly pauses and casually says a nonchalant βi love you btwβ and just continues him rambling abt random stuff like whats going on at the martins house and whats hes been doing with the girls
reader is glitching and malfunctioning and their brain is literally like ???);(&:$,??? and matt is still talking with not a clue in the world abt whatβs happening or what he just did
idk lowkey i rambled on this but i think this is very very cutesy lolzlskkd
matthew schaefer shocking introvert!reader
wc: 1.5k
you and matthew have been together for around six months now. long enough to know that you're serious about each other, to have transitioned from the honeymoon phase into being able to wear your granny panties around him.
but even though you're both getting more comfortable with each other, there are a few things that you in particular still struggle with.
the big one is just how... different the two of you are.
he's so outgoing. he can talk to anyone, will talk to anyone. he could literally walk into a morgue and make a friend. you, on the other hand, do anything you can to avoid talking to new people because it makes you nervous. the idea of looking a stranger in the eye makes your heart rate increase at a concerning speed.
you're not a big party person for this exact reason. the idea of being crammed into a tiny house with music playing too loud, drunk teenagers everywhere, and no personal space sounds like hell to you.
and even though matt isn't a huge fan of the drinking part of it, he really likes the party scene.
he mostly goes so that he can hang out with his friends. often, parties are the only place that they all get together, and you understand that. he's the life of the party, too. funny, energetic, and charismatic, matt is like a magnet for fun. people love having him at their parties, and he loves going to them.
while you understand that, going to parties stresses you out. for the first few weeks of your relationship, whenever matt went to a party, you stayed home.
he never said anything, but you could tell. he wanted you to come with him, but he was doing his best to respect your wishes and what made you feel most comfortable.
eventually, you told him that you would come every once in a while. matt was ecstatic, so excited to bring you into his world.
it turns out you have more fun at parties, enjoy yourself more, when you're with someone that you love. matt always makes you laugh, makes you feel happy. so the usually overstimulating and upsetting environment of a house party became a lot more tolerable, and even fun at times, when you're with matt.
but only when you're with matt. you tried to go to a party with one of your friends one time, and wanted to leave immediately.
tonight, you really wanted to stay home with matt and watch a movie. the two of you haven't had much time to yourselves recently, and the very last thing you wanted was to go to a huge party where you had to share his attention with everyone else there.
but apparently one of his old friends from school, a kid named tommy, is in town and is going to be at this party, so he really wanted to go.
and since you wanted to spend tonight with him, you're going too.
the music is already playing loud when you arrive, the house practically shaking with the reverb. you cringe, but hide it from matthew. the two of you are holding hands as you walk into the place.
he can't find tommy for the first hour, so the two of you walk around talking to other people. matt never leaves your side, never lets go of your hand.
when he's talking to other people, you lean on his arm, bury your face in his bicep. the music is so loud, and everybody's yelling to be heard over it. bodies are jostling all around you, and you desperately wish that you'd been able to convince matt to stay home tonight, meet up with tommy for brunch tomorrow or something, anything.
but then he locates tommy, and they do the stereotypical bro-hug that every guy does whenever he interacts with any other guy. you smile a bit, endeared by matt's big, goofy smile, and the way they're just so guy.
"we should find somewhere quiet," matt shouts over the music. "to catch up!"
tommy nods, and the three of you wander around for a bit, until you find the door to the backyard. matt opens it, letting you out first, and you let out a sigh of relief at the silence, at the cold air cooling your sweat-soaked skin.
matt finds a fire pit with a small fire already going, surrounded by a few camping chairs. you plop down in one, and matt sits down in the one next to you, immediately beginning to stoke the fire.
"so, tommy, how you been doing, man?" matt asks.
as soon as they start talking, you feel glad that you decided to come. matt is so clearly excited to be reunited with his old friend, one of his oldest friends, actually. there's a lot of pressure on him, being a rookie in the nhl, he's just got a lot on his shoulders a lot of the time. he says he feels most relaxed when he's with you, which always makes you happy, but you wish that he had other people who made him feel that way, because the two of you aren't always able to be together.
you've met tommy once before, back when you and matt were still just friends. now, as his girlfriend, you can appreciate how tommy makes him feel happy, excited.
but then you start thinking.
you're not extroverted. at all. in any sense of the word. you've always been pretty shy, preferred to keep to yourself. matt is extroverted, is always talking to somebody, trying to make new friends.
this is a thought you've had before, and it's certainly not going to be the last time you think it.
he would probably be happier with someone more like him. someone that wanted to go out, go to parties. instead of always wanting to stay in, cuddle and watch movies.
god, you think. he must be so bored with me.
you hurt your own feelings with thoughts like these, and you know that, but you just can't help it sometimes.
matt is in the middle of talking, telling a funny story about one of matt martin's daughters, animatedly talking with his hands about the time winnie and alice surprised him with breakfast in bed but ended up dropping the toast on his stomach.
you let out a sad little sigh, your lip wobbling, trying your best to calm yourself down.
but then he stops. tommy keeps looking at him, confusion on his face.
matt turns to you, a soft smile on his face. "i love you," he looks away for a second, before making eye contact again. the look on his face is so... happy, so loving. "just... by the way,"
and then he goes back to telling the story to tommy.
that's the first time either of you has said those three words to each other, and he did it so casually. as if he could read your mind, and wanted to reassure you, but in the most nonchalant way possible.
your mind is spinning, your mouth dropped open in shock. he just... he just said it. like the thought occurred to him right in that moment, and he wanted to share.
you don't get the chance to say it back, because the conversation keeps going, and you don't feel comfortable jumping in just to profess your love to your boyfriend.
oh my god.
a while later, you and matt are leaving. he says his goodbyes to all his friends, your hands clasped comfortingly together. he's acting casual still, as if he didn't just single-handedly advance your relationship in the best way possible.
your heart is racing as you approach the car. he goes to open your door, but you stop him.
he gives you a questioning look, and you almost back out, but you don't.
you surge up on your tiptoes, kissing him. he lets a surprised breath out of his nose, before melting into it. your arms wrap around his neck, pulling him closer, and matt rests his hands lovingly on your hips.
when you pull back, matt looks... shocked. you're not usually one for pda, especially something as bold as what you just did.
"i love you," you blurt. your cheeks heat at your suddenness, but you're smiling, wide. "um. i love you. too. by the way,"
matt's face breaks into a huge smile, and he pulls you into a tight hug. the two of you sway back and forth for a minute, before he kisses you on both cheeks, then opens the passenger side door for you.
the drive back is fully of giddy little giggles, soft smiles, and both of your hearts feeling like they're going to explode from happiness.
you remind yourself that matt wouldn't be with you if he didn't like you, if he didn't enjoy spending time with you. as much as that's hard for you to believe sometimes, it's true.
now, you can remind yourself that he loves you. and you love him back.
a/n: thank you for the request lovely! i feel like i didn't quite do it justice, but i think this is cute enough (: first thing for matthew schaefer! thank you especially for sending in a request for him, he's such a cutie! thank you to everyone who reblogs, comments, likes, and follows me, you're all my favorites! have an amazing day/night!
heyyyy first time requesting so can i ask for babysitting with matthew schaefer like Weβre babysitting together, and youβre surprisingly good with kid super fluffy please! πππ
between the cushions and blankets
pairing: matthew schaefer x reader
summary: him finding out you fit in well with his babysitting side-gig
warnings: fluff
wc: 944
the house feels warm the second you and matthew step inside. winnie appears first, sprinting down the hallway like she's been waiting right behind the door the entire time.
"matthew!"
she runs at him at full speed without hesitation, and matthew drops instantly into a crouch, catching her easily, making you realise he's done this many times before.
"hey there!" he says, steadying her with one arm like it's second nature.
alice is slower, clutching at her stuffed rabbit tightly as she walks up to you and stops, looking up with serious curiosity. she wasn't exactly shy, just observant, and trying to decide what kind of person you are.
matthew straightens slightly and reaches back for your hand, pulling you forward without making it a thing, just folding you into the moment as if you already belong there.
"okay," he says, glancing between you and the kids, a small smile tugging at his mouth. "you remember what i told you last time, right?"
both of the girls nod immediately.
"this is my girlfriend," he says, and there's a faint amusement and warmth in his voice, like he still doesn't quite believe he gets to say it out loud so casually. "the one i told you about."
winnie gasps. "hi!"
alice tilts her head. "can you build forts?"
you crouch slightly so you're closer to their level, "of course i build forts!"
that seems to settle everything immediately, and alice making up her mind about you, deciding to trust you since matthew liked you so much...and because you build forts.
winnie grabs your hand, "okay good, we need a big one."
one moment you're standing in the living room, and the next there are blankets being dragged everywhere, cushions being pulled from the couches, and chairs being shifted around with a determined urgency as if the girls had been waiting to do this all day.
winnie is directing everything, putting herself in a management position. alice is already lining up her stuffed animals along the floor, assigning them roles with absolute seriousness -- one is "security," another is "lookout," and her rabbit is "very important."
matthew is involved too, holding one side of a sheet up while winnie insists it must "hang it like a waterfall, but it shouldn't fall," which he accepts with a mock seriousness like it's a completely reasonable requirement.
you fall into it without thinking too hard about it, adjusting a cushion so nothing tips, tucking a blanket edge so it actually stays in place, and smoothing out the structure when it starts sagging in one corner.
"you've done this before, haven't you," matthew says at one point, watching you fix something without hesitation.
"i may have had my fair share of building forts," you reply.
winnie points at you immediately. "she's smart. she's good at this."
matthew looks over at you, amused. "yeah," he says simply. "she is."
he said it lightly, but it still lingers anyway.
the fort slowly takes shape -- uneven, slightly chaotic in structure of cushions and blankets, and a small tunnel forming between the couch seats.
matthew croushes to adjust one corner that keeps slipping, and his arm brushes yours briefly as he steadies the fabric. neither of you moves away from it immediately.
winnie claps suddenly. "okay! inside. movie time."
the fort transforms from a mini construction site to a cinema in seconds. cushions are rearranged into "proper seating positions," and stuffed animals are lined up like more audience members. alice takes charge of snacks with intense focus, carefully guarding the bowl of popcorn like it requires protection.
matthew disappears for a moment and returns with snacks he knows you like, ducking carefully under the blanket entrance. "alright," he says, handing things out. "we're good. let's start the movie."
you follow him inside, ducking under the low blanket roof, and the world immediately softens -- light dimming, and everything narrowing into the fabric walls and warm space.
inside, it's cramped but comfortable in the way only forts manage to be. winnie sits front and centre, already completely focused on the movie playing. alice slides closer to you without hesitation, pressing into your side, and her stuffed rabbit tucked carefully into her lap. you adjuse the blanket around her automatically whenever it slips off her, matthew noticing every time.
he settles on the other side of you, knees drawn in slightly. "this is my favourite cinema already," he says.
"sorry," he says seriously, then immediately leans back.
winnie narrates the opening of the movie under her breath, completely invested. alice watches silently, still leaning into you. you absently keep the blanket tucked around her when it shifts again.
matthew is partly paying attention to the movie, most of his attention being on you in a quieter way he thinks you won't notice. he sees the way you keep taking care of alice, and how you pay attention to winnie.
another smile tugs at his mouth. "you're really goos at this," he whispers to you.
"at movies?" you ask softly.
"at them," he says simply. "at this. with them. you just...fit in well."
before you can answer, winnie is already narrating the movie under her breath again, alice shifting closer into your side and starting to fall asleep.
matthew leans back into the cushions, popcorn forgotten for a moment, looking around at the fort he helped build -- bus mostly at the way you're already part of everything.
inside the blanket walls, everything feels small and warm, and slightly chaotic in the best way. snack crumbs, whispered reactions, and a fort that is barely holding itself together, but somehow feels just right.
a/n: first schaefer request WOOOOOO !!!! i love matthew schaefer sm omg
song on repeat: one less lonely girl - justin bieber (i can't stop watching the coachella performance)
hiiii can i get a blurb thing ask where please where reader tries to act unaffected but matthew schaefer starts talking to them in that low, steady voice that makes it really hard to keep pretending they donβt feel anything
Pairing: Matthew Schaefer x Fem!reader
Warnings: fluff, kissing.
You were trying so hard to keep your crush on Matthew under wraps but he was on to you. Matthew had a crush on you from day one but you had always managed to avoid his advances. Now Matthew had you cornered, literally he had grabbed your hand and dragged you into a closet.
"I know you like me" Matthew says.
"I don't know what your talking about" you reply.
"Please that's bull shit" Matthew says.
"No its the truth" you reply.
Matthew gives you a look, "So if I do this you'd be unaffected then?" Matthew says lowering his voice and brushes some of your hair behind your ear.
You look away to hide the blush that coats your cheeks, but it doesn't work Matthew catches it.
"Why won't you admit that you like me?" Matthew asks
"Its complicated Matthew" You reply, "My brother would have a meltdown."
"Your brother can get over it" He fires back.
"Macklin Celebrini being calm? And getting over something? Are you dumb?" You ask
Matthew grimaces as he remembers Mack's latest crash out.
"I like you I really do, but Mack would lose his shit" You reply.
"He doesn't have to know" Matthew says.
You shoot him a look, "Right now I mean" Matthew adds.
"Okay, fine" you say, "We'll try it but we aren't waiting forever to tell Mack."
"We won't" Matthew says, he pulls you into a hug.
"I really like you" Matthew says.
"Me too" you reply before placing a gentle kiss on his lips. Matthew immediately deepens the kiss before the door slams open, "What the fuck?"
You and Matthew immediately break apart, and look at Mat Barzal.
"Hey Mat" Matthew says hesitatantly.
"Holy fuck" Mat says still in shock.
"Don't tell Mack" you say immediately.
"I won't" Mat says.
"Thank you" You and Matthew say.
"Now quit eating each others faces off" Mat says before leaving.
You and Matthew giggle before following Matt and rejoining the party.
Request -> Heyy I was wondering if you would write a Matthew Schaefer fic where he has a massive crush on the Martin familyβs babysitter
Matthew Schaefer Masterlist
Peppa Pig plays softly in the background as you, Winnie and Alice color Disney princesses. Winnie and Alice are both dressed in full ball gown dresses and tiaraβs as they sip invisible tea from plastic cups. Chocolate chip cookies, which you had baked earlier, are sitting in the middle of the table already half gone. Sydney and Matt had taken the twins out for a play date which resulted in you being called for a quick babysitting gig.
As the girls giggle to themselves, you stand up and focus on cleaning the kitchen, not wanting the Martins to come home to a major mess. While you rinse the mixing bowls the front door unlocks and an exhausted-looking Matthew Schaefer walks through the doorway, seemingly coming home from practice. He is currently looking at his phone but his head snaps up when he hears the shrieks of the Martin girls, obviously delighted that Matthew is home. Matthew drops his bag and envelopes the girls into a bear hug, picking them up and spinning them before putting them back down.
Your laugh alerts Matthew to your presence and as soon as his chocolate, brown eyes settle onto you. A huge grin breaks out onto his face. He lets the girls drag him into the kitchen but the whole time his eyes do not leave yours. βIf I had known you would be here I wouldβve driven home a whole lot faster.β Matthew says with a smirk, his deep voice sending shivers down your spine. Heβs joking, you tell yourself as you advert your gaze, a bright red blush blooming across your face. Matthew laughs at your reaction before focusing his attention back on the girls, but he canβt help looking back to you every few minutes.
The girls move to the living room to watch Peppa Pig while Matthew moves across the kitchen to your side. He takes the bowl youβre currently cleaning out of your hands and starts cleaning it for you. βThanks Matthew I appreciate it but Iβm the one who made the mess.β Matthew gives you a look as you talk and says βso?β in a sassy manner. βSo itβs my responsibility to clean up after myself.β Matthew gives you another look before reaching over you to take the spoon you were going to wash out of your hands. βMy mom taught me to never let a pretty girl lift a finger if Iβm around to do it for her.β He retaliates.
You blush again when Matthew calls you pretty which makes he smile that big, beautiful smile. You turn away from Matthewβs piercing eyes and focus on your hands which are currently gripping a towel. You look up in shock when you feel strong fingers gripping your chin in an effort to make you look at him. βHey, I know that my flirting can be a bit much sometimes but if itβs ever too much you need to tell me. Okay?β He says with concern in his voice. βOkay,β you whisper, βI will.β
βPerfect!β Matthew letβs go of your chin and watches as you walk away to go to the living room. He watches as you sit in the open spot in between the girls and wrap an arm around each of them. He watches as they snuggle into your side as you whisper into their ears. Matthew desperately wishes that was him. Todayβs not the day, he tells himself. But maybe tomorrow will be the day. The day that Matthew has been dreaming about. The day that Matthew Schaefer will ask out the most beautiful girl heβs ever seen. For now, he watches and wishes the girl he never thought heβd fall for, the Martinβs babysitter, would realize that his flirtatious comments are anything but a joke.
