summary: where would be your first kiss with each player and who would kiss who first!
including: Will Smith, Macklin Celebrini, Connor Bedard, Jack Hughes, Quinn Hughes, Luke Hughes, Nico Hischier, Simon Nemec, Lukas Reichel
a/n: I’m so sorry for not posting more but with the wrist and school being too much I didn’t have time
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It would happen on a quiet summer night in San Jose. You’d both be sitting on the hood of his car after a long drive, talking about everything and nothing while city lights flickered in the distance. The air would feel charged. the kind of silence that only happens when both people are thinking the same thing. Will would kiss you first, quick at first, like he wasn’t sure if he should, but then he’d smile against your lips. A short, soft kiss that feels like finally.
It would happen after a late practice, when you waited for him outside the rink, coffee in hand. You’d be teasing him about something, and he’d roll his eyes, cheeks flushed from the cold and exhaustion. Somewhere between laughter and quiet, he’d lean in, hesitant, but certain. Mack would kiss you first, a shy, lingering kiss that ends with both of you laughing nervously.
It would happen during one of those nights when you’re walking home together, bundled up, talking softly about life and dreams. You’d stop under a streetlight, snowflakes in your hair, and for a second everything would slow down. He wouldn’t say anything. just look at you like he was memorizing the moment. You’d kiss him first, surprising both of you, and he’d smile so wide after that you’d forget to breathe. A sweet, nervous first kiss.
It would happen mid-laughter, probably after he made a stupid joke that wasn’t funny, but somehow it was because it was him. You’d both be in his kitchen, maybe sharing leftover pizza, music playing quietly. He’d be grinning, leaning close, and it would just happen. easy, natural, inevitable. Jack would kiss you first, confidently, but the second after, he’d blush like he couldn’t believe he actually did it. A warm, effortless kiss.
It would be one of those soft, peaceful moments. Maybe sitting together on the porch after a long day, just watching the sunset, saying nothing. The air would be still and golden. You’d turn to say something, but before the words came out, Quinn would lean in, calm, gentle, sure. His kiss would be slow and steady, full of meaning, the kind that says this matters. Quinn would kiss you first, softly.
It would happen in the middle of chaos. at a party or after a game, surrounded by noise and laughter. Somehow, you’d find yourselves alone on a balcony, the city below glowing. He’d be rambling about something funny that happened on the ice, and you’d just… look at him. When he noticed, he’d stop mid-sentence, grin, and say, “What?” You’d kiss him first, catching him completely off guard. It’d be a quick, breathless kiss, followed by his stunned laugh.
This one would happen after a long day spent together. maybe cooking, or watching a movie that neither of you really paid attention to. It would feel quiet and right, like something that had been waiting a long time. When the moment came, you’d both lean in at the same time, soft and unhurried. A mutual first kiss, sweet and slow, like it was meant to happen exactly that way.
It would happen after a day out. maybe walking through the city or at the park, sharing jokes and little glances. He’d walk you home, and the conversation would soften near your door. That’s when he’d stop, look at you, and his usual confidence would flicker into something nervous. You’d smile, and that would be enough. Šimon would kiss you first. a long, careful kiss that leaves you both grinning.
Yours would happen at night, maybe sitting by the water or under fairy lights, music playing softly from someone’s phone. You’d be talking quietly, voices fading into the background hum of summer. He’d get quiet for a second, his smile turning a little shy, and then he’d lean in. Lukas would kiss you first, gentle and a little awkward, followed by laughter from both of you. A sweet, fluttery kind of kiss that feels like the start of something real.
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