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[goldenretrieverbaby]

[hey-its-ellice]

Can I get one where tj oshie sister had been dating tom Wilson before he got to Washington and he finds out  via Instagram post and confronts them

A/n: I hope this is what you meant. Sorry it took so long and is so short. I hope you like it.

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“When were you gonna tell me?” TJ asks

“What?” I ask confused.

“About you and Wilson” He replies and my stomach drops.

“What are you talking about” I ask nervously.

“Don’t act stupid.” He says a roughness to his voice. Just then Tom walks by.

“Wilson, can you come here?” TJ calls.

“Yeah, what’s up?” He asks, his hair wet from a shower and his bag of clothes dropping to the floor by his feet.

“What is this?” He asks, tapping on his phone until a picture of Tom and I comes up on Toms private Instagram page.

“Just a picture-“ I try to defend, but TJ cuts me off.

“Just a picture of what? Cause I know you aren’t just friends, especially not with the caption ‘my whole world right here.’ So, which one of you wants to tell me what’s going on?” TJ asks, his eyes looking betrayed but his voice sounding rough.

“You’re sister and I have been dating for over a year.” Tom speaks up, sounding as calm and confident as ever.

“(Y/N) why didn’t you tell me? I asked if you were in a relationship and you said no.”

“I didn’t want you worrying or not being able to focus on you’re job, because of it.” I reply standing awkwardly.

“Look man I’m sorry. But I truly do care for your sister, okay? She’s amazing, and beautiful and funny and smart and keeps me in check. And I would never do anything to hurt her.” Tom says, grabbing my hand.

“Okay, I believe you, but if you hurt her I will hurt you.” TJ replies turning around to go to the locker room.

“Oh, and no PDA around me please, (Y/N) is my little sister and I would rather not see that.” TJ says turning around, real quick before continuing to the locker room.

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[mitzasarus]

Why

Is Michael Scott Latta in DC. Does he want to kill us all with the fact that he's probably staying with Tom. 🙄

[hey-its-ellice]

Tom Wilson- Make me (requested)

35 and 10 from the Drabble list (“Come over here and make me.”) (“Why’re you dressed like that?” - “Does that mean it looks good or should I change?”)

Tonight I was going to one of Toms games. Which just so happened to be against my hometown team of Montreal. So, me being me and thinking that he wouldn’t care, I wore my Nathan Beaulieu Montreal Canadiens jersey. I left my hair down and paired the jersey with dark blue jeans and my favorite red running shoes. I then walked out to the living room where Tom was waiting already dressed in his suit. “You ready babe?” I ask. He turns around about to answer when he sees what I’m wearing.

“Why are you dressed like that?” “Does that mean it looks good or I should change?”

“Your not wearing that to the game tonight.” He says crossing his arms in front of his chest. “Why not?”

“Because you mine. So you wear my jersey to the games. Not Beaulieu’s. Now go change.”

“First I’m not “yours” I’m your girlfriend. Second, if you want me to not wear the jersey how about you come over here and make me.“ I reply crossing my arms over my chest and staring down Tom.

Next thing I know I’m pinned against the wall. Toms body, much bigger than mine is holding me to the wall while he kisses me. I feel his hands grab the bottom of my Jersey and start to pull it up.

I grab his hands and push them and the jersey back down. Breaking the kiss. “Don’t we have a game to go to?” “Yes, but I’m not leaving the house till my girl is wearing my jersey to the game.” He says reconnecting our lips.

“Your gonna have to convince me not to. I mean, you are playing my hometown team.” I say once again breaking the kiss. “I’ll cook tonight IF you wear my jersey.” He says putting emphasis on the word ‘if’

“It’s gonna take a lot more than food poisoning Wilson.” I say getting in his face as much as I can with our height difference.

“Baby, please, just wear my jersey tonight.” He says pleading again. “Okay, fine I’ll wear a caps jersey.” I say putting my hands up and start walking to our bedroom to put on my Burakovsky jersey. Walking out.

“What the hell? Babe please wear my jersey tonight?”

“Why is it such a big deal? I wear your jersey every night you play. Except tonight.” I say looking in his eyes and I see him eyeing the number on the arms. Him not meeting my gaze.

“Yeah, but I want everyone to know your my girl. The only girl for me. So please just wear my jersey.” He says walking up to me and grabbing my hands.

“Okay, I say walking back to the room and putting on my Wilson jersey. Well it actually one of his. But, it’s mine for tonight.

I walk out of our shared bedroom. "Did I ever tell you, you wear my number extremely well.” He says grabbing my hips and kissing me quickly.

“We gotta go before I get scratched for being late.” He says waking to the door grabbing the keys. Holding the door open for me. We then drive to he game.

Time skip It’s the second intermission the caps are winning 4-1 against Montreal. The caps goals being from My tommy boy, Burakovsky, Ovi, and orlov The Canadiens goal being from patch. Anyway, tonight I was running one of the intermission games with slapshot. Like I do every couple weeks.

“Alright so we have some volunteers here.” I say waiting for whoever it is to walk over. It ends up being two kids who couldn’t be older than eight.

Then I hear skates on the ice and turn to see Tom, and half the team. I turn back around to give the kids instructions on what to do during the game.

Once that is over Tom is still on the ice with the guys. “Tom, what are you guys doing?” I ask into the microphone so he can hear me. He skates over to me and kisses me grabbing my hand.

“I love you” he says “Love you too Tommy.” He then drops to one knee grabbing the microphone from my hand. Slapshot puts his hand over his heart and nods his head.

“Sorry Slapshot, but I’m talking to my girl.” Tom says. Slapshot hangs his head and walks over to Holtby to get a hug. Tom continues.

“Baby, I love you so much. When I told you you looked good in my number. I also meant wearing my name. I couldn’t imagine life without you. So, will you marry me?” He says as Holtby skates up and hands him a jersey with Mrs. Wilson written on it.

“Of course!” I say grabbing his hands lifting him off his knee and kissing him. The arena and the team all cheering. “So that’s why you were so adamant on me wearing the jersey.” I say once we break the kiss.

“That and a lot of the other players ogle at you if your not wearing my jersey.” “Well, Mr. Wilson, I will see you after the game. Kick some…” I turn off the mic “Ass. Alright babe?” I say kissing him again before exiting the ice.

They ended up winning 5-2 over the Canadiens. But either way I think I’m the winner tonight. Or maybe slapshot was?

Hey guys please remember requests are open.