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paladin--strait · 1 month ago

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incredible - quinn hughes x teacher!reader

when reader takes her third grade class to a canucks practice to learn about physics, she never expects quinn hughes to ask her out.

tw!: none, kissing, just fluff, children, reader is a female. i'm always open for constructive criticism to help me improve my writing, just don't be rude please!

authors note: GUYSSSS i honestly think i cooked with this. let me know what you guys think, i hope you enjoy it!

the large yellow school bus hisses to a stop, pulling into the parking spot at the front of the arena. the kids laugh and talk, their voices filled with excitement for the upcoming practice they're about to witness. the kids are currently learning about physics in their science class, so i pitched an idea to the school that it would be a cool idea to take the kids to a hockey game or practice to learn about the subject using ice hockey.

i've been a hockey fan since i was in my sophomore year of high school, beginning to watch the sport halfway through a season. i instantly fell in love with concept of it, finding the rules and regulations extremely interesting. the difficulty of scoring, the way the players move, and how well the players hold up under extreme amounts of pressure. every time a game ended, i was already excited for the next one.

some of the kids are adorned in canucks gear. blue and white shirts, hats, jerseys, and even some scarves visible on their bodies. i smile, my royal blue sundress fitted perfectly to my body. i stand, calling out to the kids and helping them off the bus. the children excitedly make their way off the large vehicle. i take my third graders into the arena, the refreshing feeling of the cold ice fills the air.

i can't help but also be excited to see the canucks practice. i haven't been able to go to a game in forever, and sometimes it's hard to stay awake to watch on my television. i can already hear the blow of a whistle as we make our way further in, presumably from their coach, and the sound of skates and sticks. i take a deep breath, hoping this wasn't a bad idea.

"alright kids, listen up!" i call out to them, making them all pay attention. "what did we talk about yesterday? we need to be very respectful of the players and coaches as they practice. don't hit the boards, don't start yelling, just make sure that we all stay respectful, right? everyone stay near me, and we're gonna have a great time!" i smile, clapping my hands in excitement.

a man, presumably a manager of some sort, walks up to me soon after i instruct the kids on how to properly act, i thank him for allowing us to come and watch. he gestures for us to follow him, and he leads us into the practice rink. the kids are quiet as they walk in, taking a seat in the bleachers near the boards.

i hand out a paper and pencil to all the kids, a little scavenger hunt to help them learn while we're here. i sit beside them, the answer key in my hand as i begin to watch the players, while helping a child with an occasional question here and there. i watch intently as the players practice, the sound of the skates and sticks hitting the ice calming my nerves.

once their practice is complete, we make our way to the lobby. i'm taking up their papers and pencils as some of the players come over to meet the kids. i'm pleasantly surprised by the rowdy group of kids, their words and actions kind and respectful as they interact with the canucks players. i have to contain my pure expression when brock boeser walks over to me, shaking my hand and asking me a few questions.

i watch the players sign some things for the kids, making sure nobody is left out. i smile softly, noticing how some of the kids' eyes gleam as they look up at the players. i suddenly feel a presence beside me, looking over and seeing quinn hughes standing right beside me. i almost freak out, my jaw dropping slightly.

quinn looks over at me with a smile, holding out his hand. "nice to meet you, i'm-"

"quinn hughes..." i whisper, shaking his hand. a look of disbelief graces my face as he laughs softly. "it's nice to meet you."

he smiles, "you've taught your kids pretty well. i don't think i've ever seen a group of...eight or nine year olds this calm. they ask good questions too."

"that's wonderful to hear, i'm glad they've been so respectful towards you all. and thank you, i really appreciate that." i smile, looking over at my group of kids.

"i don't think i got your name?" he says, his brows furrowing a little as he looks at me. i laugh a little, apologizing for my rudeness. i tell him my name and we talk a little more. "so, how long have you been a canucks fan?"

"oh, ever since i moved here a few years ago. but i've been a hockey fan since 10th grade." i explain, "i hate that i'm not able to come to the games very often. i get so tired after school and sometimes on the weekends i still have work to do."

"yeah, that really sucks. you guys have christmas break coming up soon, right?" he asks, crossing his arms as he smiles. i nod with a smile, looking up at him. his hair is wet, tousled over his forehead, where the red mark from his helmet sits is. his eyes are gleaming with almost pride or affection, his face a little red from the intensity of practice.

"hey, did you hear me?" i snap of out my daze, quickly apologizing as i had not even realized he was speaking. he laughs, shaking his head. "admiring me or something?"

i laugh softly, rubbing the back of my neck awkwardly. "maybe?"

quinn releases a hearty laugh, uncrossing his arms and putting his hands in his pockets. "i'm flattered, it's not everyday i get admired by such a beautiful woman."

my face instantly reddens at his words, i look at him as he smiles, "oh...i'm not so sure about that..."

"well, i am. and i'm usually not this bold but..." he trails off, pulling his phone out of his pocket. "maybe we could go out sometime? you're really sweet and i love that you work with kids, you seem to treat them so well. maybe we can find a day we're both off and go out together?"

i stand in disbelief, his bold and forward words making the blush on my cheeks redden. i hear the ooh's of the children behind me, laughing a little as i take his phone carefully. "that sounds lovely..." i smile, putting my number in his phone and handing it back to him.

he clicks the button to turn off his phone, shoving it in his back pocket. "i'll send you a message later and we can talk more about it," he smiles, stepping backwards. "i'll talk to you soon?"

i nod, smiling. "absolutely." quinn smiles, waving goodbye before finally turning around and walking out of the lobby, back into the hallway that leads to the locker room to grab his things. he steals one last glance before he enters the locker room, all the players now gone.

i turn back to the kids, who are looking at me with knowing smiles. i hush their questions, leading my group back to the bus. as we're walking, one of the kids comes up to me, it's carter, one of the sweetest girls in the whole school. "is mr. hughes gonna be your boyfriend?" she asks, looking up at me with sparkling eyes.

"i'm not sure, honey." i say, placing my hand on her back with a smile. but i lean down, whispering, "but i hope so."

carter giggles, smiling as she runs up to her friends so they can sit together on the bus. once all the kids are settled, i take my seat. the bus ride is full of laughter and the feeling of excitement still settled in all of us. i zone out a bit as i look out the window, until my phone dings in my lap.

i pick it up, instantly smiling when i see a text from an unknown number. i laugh to myself, setting his contact name as i think of how to reply.

Quinn 🐶

Hey teach, still up to get together soon?

Absolutely! 🙂

Quinn 🐶

When's a good day for you?

Well, break starts on monday so...anytime after that for two weeks! 🥳

Quinn 🐶

Is Wednesday good? we have no games or practices so it's a completely free day for me as well. i can pick you up around 5 and we can get dinner if you want?

Sounds great! what should i wear?

Quinn 🐶

I'll let you know where we're going on monday or tuesday, if that's alright?

Awesome! i'll see you then!

Quinn 🐶

It's a date. See you then. 🙂

i smile down at my phone, liking his message. it takes a second to realize that we've finally made it back to the school. i can't help but be excited for the upcoming date, already trying to think of what to wear and where he might take me.

a few days later and wednesday has finally come. it's a few hours before quinn is supposed to be here, and i'm already rushing to start getting ready. shower, skincare, hair, makeup, outfit, all the essential things to do before a date are starting to pile up, and i can't help but feel a little tired from all my running around.

once all my things are finally finished, i throw on my shoes and see that quinn should be here in a few minutes. i spray on a little perfume, waiting patiently for my doorbell to ring. and sure enough, a few minutes later it does. i walk slowly to the door, so it doesn't seem weird when i open the door right after he knocks.

once i finally open the door, i see him standing there in a nice suit, a beautiful bouquet of flowers in his hand and a smile on his face. "hey there." he says, leaning on the doorframe.

"hey, quinn! come on in. i'm just going to put these in some water and we can go." i take the flowers from him, walking into the kitchen to open the cabinet, pulling out my favorite blue vase and filling it with some water, adding the the food packet and cutting the ends of the stems so they'll fit well.

quinn shuts the door behind him, looking around at my apartment before he eyes land on me. his eyes rake over my body, noticing how the dress im wearing hugs my body beautifully, the silky fabric scrunched up in some places of the dress.

"wow..." he whispers, watching me put the flowers in the vase. "you look absolutely gorgeous." he smiles, walking over to the counter that separates my kitchen from the living room. he rests his arms on the marble as he watches me.

"thank you...and you look very handsome." i smile at him, my lips glistening from my lip gloss. "are you gonna tell me where we're going or is it a surprise?"

"surprise. but i think you'll love it, it's not very well known restaurant, so it's not busy normally." he says, watching me walk around the counter and over to him. "ready to go?" he smiles, holding out his arm for me to take.

i laugh softly, taking his arm and walking out of my apartment. i lock the door, walking to the elevator with him. "the kids loved going to watch you guys practice. they learned a lot and some of them didn't even like hockey, but they love it now."

quinn smiles, "that's good to hear, especially since the staff have been trying to figure out when they can come watch a game. i think they've got it figured out, so the school should hear about it soon."

my face lights up at the mention of them wanting the kids to come watch a game, "oh my goodness, that's amazing! the kids have been begging to go see a practice or game again!" i smile, looking over at quinn.

he looks over at me as we step out of the elevator and to his car, "i'm glad you're excited. i wasn't sure if you'd want to bring them to a game or not."

"oh absolutely! the kids will love it! and so will i!" i laugh, getting into his car. i watch him rush over to the driver side, opening his door and getting in. "im excited to see where we're going!"

"i'm glad, i hope you like italian." he laughs, starting his car and pulling out of the parking lot. "whenever jack and luke come up, we always go eat there." he explains as he drives.

"i love italian!" i smile, "so, i'm sure you get this question a lot, but i'm curious. what's it like playing against your brothers?"

"it's okay, i love talking about them." he smiles with a laugh, "i love playing against them. i know how they play since we all grew up playing together but they're constantly improving so it's a good challenge. luke's super tall so his reach is insane, and jack is really fast, so it's always kinda tough to play them. but i love getting to play them, sometimes its hard to be so far away from all my family." he explains.

"i see, it's hard for me to be so far away as well." i say, smiling softly. "it seems that you love your family a lot, i love that."

"you're far away from your family too?" he asks, turning the wheel.

"yeah, my family lives really far away from here. i rarely get to visit them, but i miss them a lot." i say, looking over at him.

"ah, i see." he nods his head, pulling into the restaurant parking lot. "we're here, have you ever been here before?" he asks, unbuckling.

"i don't think so..." i say, watching him nod and then get out of the car, rushing over to my side to open the door. "thank you."

over the course of our date, we talk about a wide variety of things. why i chose to become a teacher, dogs or cats, family, previous relationships, food, how many kids we want in the future, and so on. overall the date goes very well, full of laughter and smiles.

the restaurant is small and cozy, with kind staff and delicious food. there's a picture that hangs on the wall by our table of all the hughes brothers and the owner of the restaurant, all of them smiling and the photo covered in their signatures. i smile when i see it, my plate of food finished in front of me.

quinn takes me home after the date, walking me back up to my apartment. "i had a great time with you tonight." he says with a smile, watching as i unlock my door.

"i did too. you're a lot different than what people say." i say, opening my door. "i really enjoyed tonight, thank you. we should do this again sometime?"

"absolutely. i'll text you tomorrow?" he smiles as i give him a nod. "listen, i don't normally ask this on the first date but...i really feel a connection with you and i like you a lot. it's okay if not, but can i...kiss you?" he asks nervously, running his fingers through his hair.

i smile and laugh softly at his nervousness, blushing as i nod my head. "i really like you too, quinn. you're a great guy." quinn smiles at my words, taking a step closer to me.

his hand raises and rests on my jaw, his thumb rubbing my cheek softly. i step closer as well, placing a hand on his chest. we both lean in slowly, our lips pressing together to create a gentle kiss. it's like fireworks go off in my head, the kiss like pure magic. both of his hands move to now rest on my hips, and both my arms reach up and around his neck, pulling him closer.

the kiss seems to last forever, but neither of us mind. when we finally pull away, our lips are red and a little swollen, my face red with blush. "you're incredible..." quinn laughs softly, taking a step back. "i'm face timing you tomorrow, you better answer."

"i will." i laugh, watching as he waves goodbye, seeing his figure disappear down the hallway. i close my door, sighing deeply. "this man is gonna be the death of me..." i whisper to myself, my apartment quiet and empty. i get the best sleep of my life that night, my mind seemingly at peace with my new found happiness, quinn hughes.

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