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paladin--strait · 4 months ago

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raging flame - j.drysdale

jamie drysdale x reader

tw!: none other than some language! jamie is still with the ducks in this story! reader can be portrayed as any body type and y/n is used in place of a specific name for the reader.

warning! this story is a work of fiction! players are real but names that are used as media personnel or staff for the ducks are from my imagination. fair warning, this story is very cringey and fast paced with a seemingly rushed ending. however, that's how I intended the ending to be. also, I'm still trying to figure out the way that I like to write and everything. constructive criticism is always appreciated!

the air conditioned breeze from the arena is cold when I walk into the building. I breathe a sigh of relief as I shove my hands further into my pants pockets. the light music that's playing from my earbud is enough to help drown out the slight noises coming from the other ear.

I spot my new coworkers that I have yet to meet as they stand around, sipping their coffees and from what I've heard so far, talking about today's media assignments. the deep breath I take to mentally prepare myself for comes out a bit louder than I hoped, causing some of them to look and me.

"oh my gosh hi! you must be y/n!" a girl slightly taller than me runs up to me and shakes my hand excitedly. "we were just talking about today's assignments and we decided that we want you to just take some pictures for today! ya know, walk around the rink, maybe get in there and skate around to take some shots? how does that sound??" she smiles and asks me.

"oh uh, I can definitely do that! one small problem, though. I can't skate..." I chuckle and look down. "also, I didn't seem to catch your name?"

"oh I'm so sorry! my name is katie! I kinda run all of the media accounts. oh! and you not being able to skate shouldn't be a problem! we have some shoes with little spikes on them that you can wear." she says, grabbing me by my shoulders and taking me down a long hallway.

"won't the spikes mess up the ice?" I ask, taking my earbud out and putting it back in the case while we walk.

"no. at least not much. we tested them out with the guys a while back and it didn't bother any of them." she says, waving a hand in the air as we step into a room with way more people than before. some of them are running around with cameras, some with microphones, and some are just lingering around or talking to other coworkers.

"this is what we call the media room. it has all of the equipment that is needed for your assignments. each worker gets a cubby slash locker type thing to keep all of their things in. that includes your cameras, lenses and what not. a lot of people here have their cameras or other equipment set a certain way and they don't like it to be changed. so everyone here has either brought their own professional equipment or they get it from us. but all of it has to stay in your locker that has your name on it." katie says, bringing me over to my locker and opening it, revealing some brand new equipment for me to use.

"wow...so I get to use all of this? and I can set it up the way I want to and everything?" I ask her, picking up a camera and playing with the settings some before looking up at her and smiling.

"yup! just be sure it doesn't get broken. if it does, don't worry about it the first time. but the rest of the broken equipment will come out of your paycheck from then on depending on how the equipment is broken." she explains.

we chat a little more about worker safety and she gives me the shoes I need to be on the ice. as I lace them up, I realize how scary being on the ice can be with all of these big and tough hockey players. I tell myself it's okay and that I'll never get over a fear of something if I just don't do it.

I grab the brand new camera and set it to my preferred settings that I've used for previous jobs. but, I have to take in to account the fact that these are fast moving players and I haven't done this type of job in a couple of years. so I take out my phone and go into my notes app, searching for my old note that has my preferred sports settings on it.

when I begin my trek to the arena, I notice it getting colder. I try to warm myself up by rubbing my hands together while the camera lightly swung from my neck. when I step into the open practice arena, I think to myself that I will probably need to bring warmer clothes for tomorrow and that I should keep an extra hoodie, jacket, or blanket in my locker.

the sound of skates is enough to soothe my mind from all of my stress and to help me realize that I would definitely need to take some skating lessons. before I know it, I'm getting called over by a coach or manager of some sort. I take quick and long strides to get to him.

he tells me that the guys are about to do some stick handling drills and that I should get on the ice to take some pics. I feel like he can sense my nervousness since he reassures me that everything will be okay and that I can stay near the boards to keep out of the way.

my shoes make a clicking sound of some sort as I step into the ice and the grip I have on wall is somewhat helping me. "oh fuck, lookout!" I turn around and run back to the manager who was sitting on the players seats in the box. he laughs as he watches my reaction but assures me that it's okay. he decides to walk out with me and help me out with some good angles for shots after I get a feel of what the drill they're doing consists of.

as they skate by, the shutter of the camera captures some awesome shots. the guys soon take a break to get water and whatnot, and the general manager, nick, waves a couple of the players over. they soon come up to me and nick and the first thing I notice about all of them is that they're way taller than me and the manager, who is about my height.

"morning, general" one of the players with big fluffy hair says, jokingly saluting nick.

"morning, zegras." nick says with a chuckle before addressing the other players as well. "and morning to you two as well, jamie, mason. I'd like you guys to meet a new member of our media team. this is y/n l/n and this is her first day. I'm gonna leave you guys to talk for a bit while you're on break and I expect you all to treat her with the utmost respect." nick says, smiling at all of us before making his way off the ice and soon disappearing into a hallway.

after he disappears, we all turn and look at each other, an awkward scilence has seemingly taken nicks place. I nod awkwardly and introduce myself. we soon begin making conversation and while trevor and mason seem very nice and talkative, I notice that this jamie guy doesn't seem to talk much. maybe he's one of those people who don't open up for a while.

soon trevor and mason are called over by a couple of their other teammates to chat, which now leaves me with jamie. "sorry I haven't talked to you much..." he mutters, looking off to the other side of the rink.

"it's alright. I understand completely." I say, laughing as I tuck my hands back into my pants pockets with a shiver. I should've known to wear more appropriate attire for a literal ice rink. "sometimes its awkward for me to meet new people as well...as you can see" I state with a really awkward chuckle.

"hey, aren't you cold?" he asks, suddenly making eye contact with me with a concerned look on his face. "follow me." he states, grabbing my hand and pulling me off the ice before I can answer his question.

"uhm where are we going?" I ask, trying to look down the long hallway he's taken me down before we make a sudden turn. I soon realize that we're in the locker room for the players and jamie is taking me to his cubby.

"here, take this. it should keep you warm. it's been sitting in front of the heater for a while to keep it dry and stuff so it should be nice and toasty." he smiles, handing me his jersey.

"oh no, it's okay! I don't want to get it dirty." I decline, pushing back into his hands.

"no. you're just wearing a thin long sleeve shirt. you're cold, don't even try to deny it. if you're really worried about it getting dirty, just wash it and bring it back tomorrow!" he says with a smile, insisting that I wear it. "if it gets stained somehow, don't worry. we have two extra backup jerseys of each kind for a reason." he laughs.

I smile at him softly, finally giving in and pulling the jersey over my head. and he's right, its warm. I begin to feel a heat flush over my cheeks so I turn away, hoping he doesn't see it. but as I'm turning away, I catch a glimpse of his face and its beet red. "hes blushing..." I think to myself.

"well, we should head back. break might be over now and I don't feel like skating suicides." jamie states with an awkward laugh, before walking with me out of the locker room and back into the rink. "I hope my jersey keeps you warm." he says, giving me a wink before skating back onto the ice and joining the team huddle right on time.

katie comes up to me, "where did you two run off to so fast? I came in here in just enough time to catch a glimpse of him dragging you off somewhere and then you two walking back together a few minutes later." she asks, cocking a brow.

"oh uhhh...he just noticed that I was cold and let me wear his jersey. it's been sitting in front of the warmer so it's really warm and he didn't want me to be cold." I say, smiling softly.

"I see. jamie is a good guy. he's always thinking of others."

"is he usually very quiet? when I was talking to him, trevor, and mason, just the three of us, he wasn't very talkative." I question, snapping a few pictures of the team all together in their group huddle while I speak.

"what? I wouldn't say he's as loud or as outgoing as trevor, but he's usually pretty close to it." katie says, face contorting into a look of confusion as she carefully thinks over my words. "maybe he's nervous that there's a new person around and he wants to impress you."

"oh well I don't want to distract anyone..." I say, snapping my head to look at her, a look of shock on my face. "I don't want them to get in trouble because they can't focus."

"oh they'll be fine." katie says with a joking scoff. "if anything, he thinks you're cute." she states, pointing to jamie.

"WHAT?!" it comes out louder than I expected and I immediately cover my mouth, my face turning red. some of the guys turn around to look at me and I melt to the floor of embarrassment.

katie laughs, sitting down on the floor behind the boards with me. "I mean...you are wearing his jersey..." she says, poking her shoulder into mine in a joking manner. "listen, I don't know you very well, I'm not sure what kind of people you're into and I can't tell you who to date. but, I can see you a jamie making a cute couple. I'm sorry if that's out of line for me to say, but I'll just say this one last thing, there's nothing on the contract about not dating players!" she says, giving me a wink before laughing playfully and walking away. my face heats up more than ever before.

a few minutes later, I jolt as a hand grabs my shoulder. I look up to see jamie, who has a concerned look on his face. "hey...are you okay? coach sent me to check on you since you didn't seem well." he says, taking katies spot beside me.

"yeah, I'm okay." I say, giving him a soft smile.

"are you sure??" he says, eyes squinting with concern and confusion. "if not, I can get the nurse for you right away." he states, about ready to jump out of his spot on my command.

"yes, jamie, I'm okay. I promise." I say, resting my hand on his shoulder. "you better get back to practice now. I don't want you to run suicides because of me."

jamie laughs, "we're done with practice for today. all the guys use the home team's box to go back to the locker rooms and we're currently in the away teams." he smiles.

I nod understandably and we continue on conversation for a few more minutes until the sound of people and the zamboni begin to fill the rink to clean it up after practice. jamie looks at me before he stands, grabbing my hand and pulling me up. "hey, would you like to go get some dinner? together? not as like a date or anything...of course if you don't want it to be then I would totally understand." he rambles on, and I cut him off to say yes with a laugh.

jamie suggests to me that I wait outside the locker room while he changes and gets his things. "how about we meet in the lobby near the media room? I need to put away my equipment and we can meet up there?" I suggest. putting my hands up in the air to show him my equipment.

jamie agrees and I make my way to the media room.

its empty and all the lights are off when I open the door. I cut the light back on to put away my equipment into my cubby. I take a seat for a minute and drink some water while I recount today's events.

first, I almost get ran over by huge hockey players. secondly, I meet three of them and they're much nicer than I expected. thirdly, I'm wearing one of those guys' jerseys. fourthly, I'm now getting dinner with guy whose jersey I'm wearing.

"holy fuck..." I think out loud, rubbing my head.

a sudden knock on the door pulls me from my thoughts. "you okay?" I turn to see who's speaking and it's just jamie.

"yeah! today was just eventful." I say, standing and walking over to the doorway, cutting the light off and walking out, shutting the door behind me.

"I can take you home if you need to go? we can just reschedule for another day?" he says, putting his hand on the top half of my back, looking at me with concern. "really, it's okay if you need to go home and get some rest."

I assure him that I'll be okay and I walk with him to his car. on the way to get dinner, we just make small talk. we converse about my previous jobs in photography and how he got into hockey. the long drive that seems short soon comes to an end, and he jumps out to open my door.

the restuarant he picked for us is a small and quaint italian restaurant. my heart flutters and my cheeks flush pink when he opens the restaurant door for me, his big, light brown eyes shining from the golden light of the setting sun that hits his face.

he smiles and walks in behind me, smiling at a waiter who just gives him a nod and a gesture with his hand to continue on into the restaurant, the waiter following close behind.

jamie soon explains that he comes to this restaurant very often and they try their best to save his favorite table during his hours off, just incase he stops by for a bite to eat. he tells me the best things on the menu, and I soon decide on my personal favorite at every italian restaurant.

the small talk between jamie and I continues on for hours until the restaurant closes and jamie takes me home. we said our good nights and exchanged numbers.

our small talk over text soon turned into full blown phone calls, then facetimes, then we began to meet more in person, and those meetups soon turned into dates. I really enjoyed getting to know the guys and how to get on their nerves to most, which was now a common occurrence for trevor and I to get on their nerves.

but jamie.

there was something about jamie that drew me to him. it's like I was meant to take this job so we can be together. jamie asked me to be his girlfriend after just 4 dates.

from the first day we met, I knew there was a spark. and that spark has since grew to a raging flame. that raging flame has kept me and jamie together ever since. we are inseparable and I couldn't be more thankful that the other staff and players are supportive of our relationship.

and thanks to the old spark that soon grew, I have now found the love of my life.

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sweettomyhoney · 2 years ago

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ALL STAR-Trevor Zegras

*Bipoc Reader Friendly *

Ps: reblog for a part two

POV: You are a special guest at the All-Star game & Trevor can not help but cozy up to you.

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• It was the second day of the All Star Games, and you were looking good and felt good.

• You were getting along great with all of the guys, especially Trevor. He was lot nicer then you thought he would be.

• Since the moment you met him you two clicked.

• y’all understood each-others sense of humor, while sharing a few of the same hobbies

• He also had a way for making you feel completely comfortable, even in your time of anxiety

• Since there was not a lot of women, or men that looked like you in the sport of hockey. You always have to be cautious about coming across people who are not as welcoming.

• But with the support of your team mates and Trevor you felt beyond welcomed.

• He would do the sweetest little things for you

• If he got water he would make sure you got water too

• If he went to grab a snack he would make sure to grab you one too.

• If you need a stick cut he would offer to do it for you

• It’s only been a week and you two were like peas in a pod

•It was getting to the point even Jack started to see how much of a liking Trev was taking to you

• “ You know Trevor likes you right? The only other person he would do that stuff for is Jamie” Jacks said while sitting next you.

• “ No he doesn’t! He is just being nice. Also, I don’t exactly think I’m his type” you said laughing

• “ What exactly is his type?”Jack Asked.

• “ I don’t know? Maybe 99% of the NHL wags, BLONDE , Skinny, and white. It is kind of predictable” you replied

• “ That is true that we might have an league wide issue, but I promise I have yet seen him look at anyone like the way he looks at you” Jack said with a grin

• You let the conversation float to the back of your head the rest of the competition and enjoyed spending time with NHL legends like Ovi and Suban

• After a full day of fun had ended you headed to the women’s locker room to take off your pads and unwind

• As you approach the doors waiting there for you was the one and only Trevor Zegras

• “ Trevor I don’t think you are at the right locker room buddy” you said with a smile

• “ With the way I condition my hair I might as well be” Trevor joked

• “ But the reason I’m here is I wanted to know if you would like to join me to practice for the skills competition, just you and me.” He asked blushing at you

• “ Are you asking me on a date Zegras ?” You asked with a grin from ear to ear

• “ If that is alright with you? Then yes I am ” Trevor said stepping closer to you.

• You we’re getting so many butterflies in your stomach. You were taken back and flattered by his advances.

• But still with an eyebrow raised you agreed to his invitation to work of skills after hours.

• “ Sounds like a deal to me, but no funny business” You said jokingly

• “ You mean like this” Trevor said pulling you in and pressing a soft kiss on your cheek

• “ Maybe we have room for funny business” you recanted

• You then set up plans to meet with Trevor to work on skills and a few other things ;)

• You walked in to the locker room as goofy as ever to tell your closest friends/ team mates

• You could not be more excited for your date with Trevor

• “ I LOVE THE ALL STAR GAMES!” You yelled while taking off your pads

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