#finales NHL

[ruinix]

Can you write a story about Quinn Hughes asking yin to move in?

Hello, lovely. It has been long since you submitted this ask, hasn't it? I apologize. I am the slowest. But here it is! I hope it meets your expectations. 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

Stay with me

TW/CW: None, Fluff (kisses and everything), Just Quinn yearning

Count: 1296 words | Masterlist

You’re late. Uncharacteristically late, but it’s not like Quinn has somewhere else to be. It’s his maintenance day after all. He shifts on his seat. He’s on a park bench, tugging his cap down to hide from the glare of the sun. The weather’s not at all hot, but he’s sweating bullets. His heart pounds in his chest. He’s nervous.

His pocket feels heavy. The key—which he clipped on a keyring with keychains of the Canucks’ logo, a hockey jersey with his number and his last name, and your favorite animal and flower—feels like a heavy piece of his soul. He slips his hand into his pocket and grips it tightly that his knuckles turn white. It’s the key to his apartment. He wants you to move in with him. He needs you too.

Every second that passes without you in his house feels like an eternity he dreads. Sure, you come over but it’s not enough. He doesn’t like how silent his house turns whenever you leave. He doesn’t like it when you insist on taking your laundry and do them to your place—he has his own washing and dryer machine. Why would you need to go to your place? But he always swallows down his protest because he knows how particular you are with your clothes.

Don’t you realize that he already got the model of your machines? What about the same brands of detergent and fabric softener in the cupboards? How his clothes now smell like yours?

Quinn doesn’t think you are picking that up, so he made bolder moves. Like making room for your clothes in the walk-in closet. Like the well-stocked cabinet in the restroom with your shampoo, conditioner, hair masks, skin care, and even feminine products. Like how you have your own tableware and fucking house slippers. Still, without fail, you pack up everything you bring, and you go back to your place.

It’s driving him insane.

However, it’s clear to him that he needs to directly ask youif he wants you to stay with him. Hence, the reason why he asked you out today. He asked you out for coffee. Fucking coffee. Quinn groans, palming his face at how silly that is.

His exact words were, through text, “I want to try a cappuccino. Come with me?”

He almost banged his head against the wall after he pressed send and reread his text. Why? Because you have been giving him cappuccino from time to time. You bring it—or any other beverage like tea or a different coffee—whenever you come over. So, it is fucking stupid to say he wanted to try one.

Like the angel you are, you replied, “I know a place! Meet you at the park, Q. 3pm!”

You didn’t even correct him, didn’t give him a slight chance to be more embarrassed by saying that he already drank cappuccino, didn’t even hesitate to send him loads of emoji blowing a kiss. You are so sweet. His need for you only grows from that.

He truly needs you to wake up next to him and not pack up.

He needs you to stay.

He needs all your belongings in his place. In the room he has been working on. There is plenty of space for every article of clothing, for every season, and so much more space to fill. He needs your makeup on the vanity he set up. He needs your work things in the office he prepared.

He needs you.

Your presence. Your laugh echoing on his walls. Your scent in his sheets, the sofa, the whole fucking air of his space. He needs your messes—the coffee mug that you leave for him to wash, the unfolded mess of a fleece blanket on the sofa, the stuffed toys you occasionally bring, the shuffling of his books in his shelves, and more. He needs these traces of your existence to stay and never disappear.

He needs you everywhere.

He doesn’t like it when you leave, because every time, you take away every sense of warmth in his place.

It’s not the same without you.

He hopes you accept this—

“Quinn!” Your voice makes him sit up, making his thoughts pause, his head immediately turning towards your fast approach.

You’re wearing comfortable clothes, a slightly oversized sweater and a skirt. Your lips are painted with your favorite shade of a lip gloss—is it lip gloss or stain, he’s not so sure—and it suits you so well. It makes your skin glow. Your hair flows and bounces. The sun shines so perfectly on you that you look like a fucking angel. So beautiful. His chest squeezes. You’re not coming as quickly as he needs you to, so he stands up and intercepts you with a hug.

Oh, the way you melt into his hug.

Your arms wrap over his shoulders, pressing his chest against his. He swears that he can feel your heart beating. It’s as fast as his. So strong in your chest. Can you feel his? He both hopes you do and don’t. He doesn’t want you to know he’s nervous. It will worry you.

He kisses you briefly, a shiver running down his back when you kiss him back. After a few moments, he reluctantly parts from you. You grin, taking his hand and basically dragging him to a café just a couple blocks away.

Everything feels like a blur.

From ordering the cappuccino to sitting down and listening to you ramble about how your day went.

Quinn can barely focus because for every passing minute, the key in his pocket grows heavier, heavier, and heavier. His chest starts to ache beyond his nervousness. He softly places a hand over yours. You instantly pause, waiting so patiently for him to speak. Your eyes are wide and bright. You even lean forward to emphasize your focus. That eases him. Slightly.

Taking out the key from his pocket, overturning your hand with his shaky ones, he places it on your palm. He clears he throat and says, “Will you move in with me?”

He doesn’t know what to expect. This can go whichever way. He’s scared, but the longer he stares at you, the more he realizes that he doesn’t have to be. Even if you say no, he can ask again in the future. He can wait for you to be comfortable and live with him. He can and will.

Then your other hand softly traces and inspects the key and the keychains. Quinn’s heart races harder when your smile grows brighter. His breath catches when you finally meet his eyes.

“Yes,” you softly say. “I’ll move in with you, Quinn.”

Quinn grips your hands tightly, a sigh of relief escaping him, then he kisses your knuckles. One by one. His eyes are tearing up, but he blinks them away.

“I’m so happy,” he explains as a tear still escapes him. Even more when you wipe them away with your thumbs. “Sorry—”

You’re instantly on him, sitting on his lap, kissing him to stop any more apologies. You’re so sweet. He’s so lucky to have you and now you’re moving in with him. Fuck, he can shout right now, scream his lungs out that his girl will be living with him, but he holds himself back.

He deepens the kiss instead, tongue sliding over the seam of your lips for permission which you grant immediately.

He loves you so much.

Now, he needs to help you pack. The faster you get your things loaded in a truck or his car, the faster he can get to keep you to himself.

But when you moan into his lips, Quinn decides that it can wait.

Just a bit.

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[ruinix]

I will, Your Honor. I will.

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