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literaryoblivion · 6 years ago

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October 30 - Haunted House (Tyler/Jamie)

Forgive me for the belatedness of this.

(Read on AO3)

He doesn’t know whose idea it was, but he does know it sure as hell wasn’t his. The last thing Tyler wants to do with his day off is being scared to death in a stupid haunted house, and yet… here he is standing in line with the rest of the guys all in the name of “team bonding.” He’s pretty sure that was Spez’s excuse. Whatever, he’ll be fine. It’s not real and maybe he can just close his eyes the whole time or like run through it so he doesn’t see anything. Yeah. That sounds like a great plan.

“You doin’ okay, Segs?” Jamie asks quietly behind him, causing him to jump and spin around.

“Huh? What? Yeah. Totally!” he answers, maybe a little too quickly given the confused, distrusting look Jamie is giving him.

“You sure?”

“Yup.” Tyler bobs his head and gives Jamie what he hopes is a convincing smile. It’s apparently not convincing.

“Yeah, I don’t believe you. I know how you get during scary movies, and the fact you’ve been jittery and jumping on your toes the whole time we’ve been in line tells me otherwise. Look, you don’t have to come in if you don’t want to.”

Tyler shakes his head. “No way. I’m not chicken-ing out. Can you imagine the chirping if I back out? I’m doing this, Jamie.”

Jamie holds up his hands. “Okay. I’m… well if it gets to be too much, tell me. I can leave with you.”

The look on Jamie’s face is so sincere, and it makes Tyler smile fondly. Whenever Jamie gets into protective, Captain-mode it’s pretty touching. It definitely doesn’t help the growing crush Tyler has on him, though.

“Thanks, Chubbs. I feel better already knowing you’ll protect me from the ghouls and zombies.” He winks, and Jamie rolls his eyes.

“I mean it though,” Jamie adds after they’ve moved up in line, keeping his voice low so only Tyler can hear him. “I’ll be right there if you need me.”

“I’ll be fine. Promise. But thanks,” Tyler says and he means it. It means a lot to him to have Jamie so worried about him and care about him so much. But he can handle this. He won’t like it and it won’t be fun, but he can brave a haunted house.

Except he totally can’t. Turns out it’s kind of a maze and less of just a guided path around scary scenes. Part way through the team has been separated, and all he can hear are screams and shouts, and he’s not panicking, except he is.

He turns around and the people behind him are complete strangers and… shit. He thought at least Rads was with him, but he doesn’t see anyone recognizable. He decides it’s better to at least be with strangers than completely by himself, so he tries to ignore the monsters lurking in the corner and following the other people.

It’s not working well, the ignoring part, and he’s freaking out and not really okay. Why did he even decided to go through with this? He should’ve taken the out Jamie had given him. Maybe he could’ve faked getting sick or something. Which, where the hell is Jamie, anyway, he had promised to be there, and now he--

“Hey, Seggy, calm down,” Jamie says behind him, with a firm hand on his shoulder. The touch helps. Tyler closes his eyes, takes a couple deep breaths, and tells himself to relax. Jamie steps up closer behind him, and Tyler has to physically keep himself from leaning back into his chest.

“Where were you?” Tyler lets out once he’s settled.

“I’m sorry, Segs. I thought you were behind me, and I turned around and you were gone. It took me a bit to find where you went. I’m here though.” He reaches and grabs a hold of Tyler’s hand and laces their fingers together. It makes Tyler’s eyes fly open and stare down at their linked hands.

“I won’t let go. I’ll be here with you,” Jamie continues. Tyler can feel his heart beating faster, and it’s not because of their spooky surroundings.

He can’t speak, but he nods and squeezes Jamie’s hand, which Jamie returns. “Come on,” Jamie says, “we’re almost at the end, I promise. Just focus on me if it gets to be too much.”

Slowly Jamie leads Tyler away from where they’re standing, and Tyler lets himself get closer to Jamie, burying his face in Jamie’s shoulder when something jumps out at him. They’re hands remained linked the entire time.

He almost taps out when they go through a room that looks like it’s crawling with snakes (it’s not, it’s a projection), but instead, Jamie holds on to him and shields his eyes and hurries them out.

By the time they make it out of the haunted house, Tyler is practically wrapped around Jamie, Jamie’s arms holding him closer.

“Hey, we’re out, now,” Jamie whispers into Tyler’s hair because Tyler’s face is in his chest. Slowly Tyler looks up and realizes that yes, they are out and are standing alone to the side of the exit. “You okay?”

Tyler nods and steps back away from Jamie, their hands coming to rest at their sides. “Yeah. Thanks… for… sorry I was such a baby, clinging to you and stuff.”

Jamie frowns and shakes his head. “No, Ty, it’s okay. Scary things are not fun for you. I get it. I didn’t mind.”

“Didn’t mind?”

Jamie’s cheeks redden slightly. “I… I am glad I could be there for you. I didn’t mind the clinging.”

“Oh?” Tyler asks as he watches Jamie’s face and ears get redder. Maybe his crush isn’t as unrequited as he thought it was.

“Yeah.” Jamie rubs the back of his neck.

“Well…” Tyler says, stepping back into Jamie’s space. “You don’t have to wait for another excuse to hold my hand.”

“No?” Jamie asks, an eyebrow lifted and a half smile playing on his lips.

“Nope.” Tyler grabs Jamie’s hand, and they both grin at each other. Tyler desperately wants to kiss Jamie too, and he could, Jamie seems to have a look in his eye like he wants to kiss Tyler too, but behind them they can hear the rest of their teammates cheering and laughing as they exit the haunted house.

Jamie squeezes his hand and then they both let go and walk to catch up with everyone else, both knowing there’s more to come between them later with they’re alone.

Tyler might have hated the haunted house and not want to do it, but in a way he’s glad he did if only because it brought him and Jamie together, which he can’t say he minds at all.

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literaryoblivion · 6 years ago

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October 5: Mermaid + Sand castle (Tyler/Jamie aka Seguin/Benn)

Sorry this one’s belated! (Read on AO3)

“You’re a little too close to the water there, bud,” a low and quiet voice says behind Jamie. It doesn’t sound like Jordie, but Jamie is too busy concentrating on sculpting the turrets of his castle to turn to see who it is. So instead he just waves the guy off and continues.

“The tide’s going to come in soon and wash it all away,” the guy behind him adds a few minutes later, and Jamie does not care. He has to finish this, and he’s almost done anyway.

“I’m almost done,” he says outloud, hoping the guy will leave him be to finish his work of art because he has to win this bet.

And yeah, okay, maybe when Jamie had started making the sand castle (because it’s what you do on the beach, duh, and also Jordie said he couldn’t even make one, so fuck him), he probably should’ve taken into consideration how long it would take him and where to put it.

But he wasn’t thinking clearly and was just like, “I, so can make a sand castle that’s recognizable and I’ll do it ten times better than you, Jordie” mode and just picked a place that was a little out of the way so Jordie wouldn’t cheat and see his technique or style and so he wouldn’t hear his chirping. Other than that, he just picked a spot that looked good and went to town.

And while he was almost done, the water was licking at his heels and in another 20 minutes or so it’d be at his toes and then his castle would start to wash away little by little.

“At least make a moat around it, dude, so you can say you put it there on purpose.”

Aggravated, Jamie huffs and says, “Well if you’re such a sand castle architect, why don’t you come help?” He flips around to accuse the man more and stops with his mouth open when he sees who he’s actually fighting.

First of all, the man is gorgeous. He has a beard, and his hair is wet and curly. He’s got a sleeve of tattoos on both arms, and from what Jamie can see of his chest and abs, he’s very fit and muscular. The very obvious, distinguishing factor about him, however, is that he’s laying half in the water still, a tail and fin that seems very much attached to him floating and occasionally flicking water and splashing lazily behind him with every wave.

“Uh…” Jamie says intelligently because what do you say to a half man half fish… dolphin? Merman?

The merman just grins wickedly before he says, “I would, but you might have to help me out a little.” He gives Jamie a wink, which causes Jamie to blush. “Or we could wait until the tide rises,” the merman adds, “but by then, it’ll be too late.”

“What- who are you?” Jamie corrects himself because that’s likely incredibly rude to ask someone what they are.

“I’m Tyler,” he says with a wave. He looks at Jamie expectantly, and it only makes sense to respond in kind.

“I’m Jamie.”

“Hi, Jamie.” Tyler gives him a kind smile, more subtle and genuine than the wide grin from earlier.

“Shouldn’t you… I mean… are you allowed to be…”

“You gonna finish any of those sentences?” He says with a smirk.

Jamie frowns. “If you are what I think you are, shouldn’t you be like afraid of me? What if I take you away and give you to some science lab?”

Tyler narrows his eyes slightly. “Are you?”

“No, of course not.”

Tyler’s expression clears. “Well okay then.” Like that’s the end of the matter.

“You couldn’t have possibly known that though? What if you showed yourself and it had been someone nefarious and evil!” Jamie is suddenly worried that Tyler is too naive and trusting of just any old human and lucked out to find Jamie.

Tyler rolls his eyes. “It’s not like this is my first time above water. Besides, I’ve been watching you. I know you won’t hurt me.” He says that last part with utter confidence, like he knows Jamie to his core just by observing him.

“That’s… kind of creepy. But… like thanks I guess?”

“Your brother seems nice too.”

“How… long have you been watching?”

Tyler shrugs. “You guys come to the beach pretty often? I… you’re really cute.” Tyler’s face turns red when he says it. “And I wanted to… say hi?”

As Tyler had been talking, Jamie had slowly crept closer to him and now they were only a few meters apart. Jamie’s still standing as Tyler lays leaning propped against a rock, bottom half still in the water. He gives into the urge to kneel beside the rock, not caring about how uncomfortable the sand and pebbles are on his knees, so that he can be eye-level with Tyler.

“Do you normally say hi by telling people the flaws in their sand castle design?”

Tyler grins and bites his lip, leaning closer to Jamie and eyes glittering as he stares at Jamie. “Just ones I really like,” he finally answers.

A smile grows on Jamie’s face and he finds himself getting closer, gravitating towards Tyler unconsciously.

“You should, uh, take a pic of the castle before it crumbles and then come join me in the water?” Tyler says, letting his fingers brush over Jamie’s shoulder.

Jamie nods and then pauses. “You’re not going to like lure me out and then drown me are you?” Tyler gives him an unimpressed look. “Just checking,” Jamie says quickly to get back into Tyler’s good graces, which works as Tyler smiles again.

“Hurry up, before the tide gets any higher,” Tyler says, pushing on Jamie’s chest. Jamie obliges, quickly standing and taking a pic of his masterpiece and texting it to Jordie to prove he’s superior.

He ignores Jordie’s response as he throws his phone on the towel that’s a little further away and runs back into the water to meet Tyler who’s wading in the water, waiting for him with a bright smile and open arms that Jamie willingly falls into.

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literaryoblivion · 6 years ago

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October 20: Dance + Tree House (Tyler/Jamie)

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When Tyler invites him during locker clean out to his lake house near Toronto during the summer sometime, Jamie figures it’s an empty gesture. He thinks Tyler is just being nice (although he doesn’t invite anyone else in the locker room) and doesn’t actually expect Jamie to take him up on the offer. It might be nice to meet up with Tyler, see his place now that he’s got it all set up how he wants, but he probably won’t end up going.

He’s imagined it before though. Tyler giving him the grand tour of his hometown, take him to the rink he first learned to skate, where he first played hockey, take him to his favorite restaurant. He’s thought about Tyler taking him fishing on his private lake, spending the day just the two of them on a boat, talking or not talking as the sun rises above them, reflecting on the water. He’s pictured Tyler taking him home, both of them curled together on the couch as they watch some other teams play the Stanley Cup finals and discuss how that’ll be them the next year.

They’re all nice thoughts, but he doesn’t think they’ll ever become reality. Even if he did go to Tyler’s house over the summer, he doesn’t think Tyler would have time to do any of that with him. Tyler’s always got his summers packed with vacations and friends and family, going to concerts, traveling overseas, hanging out with “his boys.” Jamie wouldn’t get special treatment, he’s sure. He’d come over, and there’d already be 15 other guys there, maybe girls too, crashed on the various mattresses Tyler keeps just for these occasions. Tyler would say hi, point him to where the beer was and the grill and then mingle with everyone else, maybe be able to have a ten minute conversation with him alone before Tyler’s attention got pulled elsewhere by someone else.

It makes him want to visit less, so he doesn’t bother to text Tyler to ask if he was serious about Jamie coming, or ask when would be a good time for him to visit. In fact, he doesn’t even really text Tyler at all.

These days he mostly stays in Dallas in the off-season or goes on a few vacations with his family or friends. He does go back home and visits for a few weeks, sometimes more if there’s some family event going on. This summer Jenny’s due with her third kid, and this time he can actually be there (instead of playing hockey). Jordie also has some boys trip planned for a week in some cabin for him and some of their childhood friends. So unusually, he’s going to be in Canada for about a month or so, given the undetermined time of when Jenny will actually have the baby.

It’s while he’s in Victoria having dinner with his family, having just flown in that Monday morning, that he gets a text from Tyler asking if he’s going to make a trip to Toronto and when.

He’s surprised to say the least, but he decides if he’s going to actually see Tyler, now’s the perfect time. Jenny’s not due for several more weeks and Jordie wasn’t planning on going to the cabin until after Jenny had the baby anyway. He’s not doing anything but hanging out with his family and appearing at a jersey retirement ceremony that his junior hockey league is doing for his and Jordie’s jerseys, but that’s not for another two weeks.

He texts Tyler that he could probably come up that weekend or if it’s too soon sometime the following week.

Tyler responds with,

This weekend’s great! And if you have the time, you can definitely stay longer. ;)

Jamie’s not sure how to interpret that winky face, so he ignores it. He texts back.

I’ll look at flights after dinner and let you know.

“Awesome!” is all Tyler responds with, so Jamie goes back to eating, trying to catch up with what he missed from the conversation.

Later that night he looks at flights and debates on if he should actually stay longer than just a few days. He had talked to Jenny after dinner about what would happen if he left for a little bit, and she had seemed rather confident that the baby wasn’t going to come while he was away. Jamie’s not sure how she could really know for sure, but maybe it’s one of those motherly instincts she has.

He decides to stay for a week. If it gets to be too much and they (or he) gets tired of it, he can always change his flight and come back earlier. Maybe use Jenny as an excuse if Tyler is confused why he’s leaving sooner than he planned. He books the tickets and forwards the flight info to Tyler’s email, the texts him.

Booked my flight. Info’s in your email.

Got it!

Oh good you’re staying for the week. :) Now I can plan more things.

More things? Like what?

You’ll just have to wait and see Jameson! ;)

There’s that winky face again. Ugh. Jamie leaves the texts at that, not knowing how to respond. Tyler seems really excited to see him, which isn’t unusual; Tyler is usually excited to see his friends after time apart, but the texts seem… flirty? It’s that damn emoji’s fault. It’s confusing; what does it even mean?! Jamie hates it and all the likely false hope it’s giving him.

When Jamie lands and is past the terminal, he sees Tyler standing near baggage claim, head down staring at his phone. He’s in a backwards cap, T-shirt, and shorts, and even though it’s nothing Jamie hasn’t seen before, Jamie can’t help but find him a sight for sore eyes. It’s only been a month since he’d last seen Tyler, but apparently he’d been missing him more than he thought he had.

“Hey!” Tyler says when he spots Jamie approaching and he pulls him into a big hug. “I missed you,” he says as he gives Jamie a squeeze before letting go.

“You, too,” Jamie blurts out, hoping it sounds more casual than he feels.

It must be because Tyler pulls back with a grin. “Come on, I parked out this way. Did you have any bags?” he asks pointing to the rotating carousel. Jamie shakes his head, and Tyler turns, expecting Jamie to follow him out to his car, which he does.

“So, I was thinking,” Tyler says when they get to his car and Jamie’s tossed his carry-on in the backseat. “Since we’re in town, I could give you the locals only tour of Toronto.”

Jamie rolls his eyes, doing his best to hide the flutter in his chest. “I’ve been to Toronto plenty of times, Ty.”

“Yeah, but you haven’t been with me on a tour! Games don’t count.”

Jamie sighs, though he’s smiling. “What does this tour entail?”

Tyler wiggles his eyebrows and starts his car, pulling out of his spot and heading towards the exit. “Prepare yourself, Benny.”

The tour ends up being more of a drive-by penny tour, Tyler pointing out popular sites and buildings. They do stop at Tyler’s favorite restaurants to eat, and then Tyler takes Jamie to Brampton, pointing out what’s changed since he was a kid, where he was when he decided he wanted to play hockey forever.

It’s absolutely perfect, and Jamie can’t believe one of the things he had hoped to do with Tyler is actually happening. He tries not to get his hopes up when they finally head towards Tyler’s house. It’s late afternoon/evening when they pull up the drive, the whole time as they got closer Jamie tried to psych himself out and keep his hopes down by expecting several cars parked in front.

So when they arrive and there’s none, Jamie is too surprised to keep it to himself.

“Where’s everyone else?” he asks as they exit the car.

Tyler looks at him, brow furrowed in confusion. “What do you mean?”

“I… Don’t you usually have a ton of people over all the time? I guess I was expecting a party or something?”

“Did you want a party?” Tyler asks with a frown.

“No.”

“I knew you were coming. Why would I have a bunch of other people you don’t really know here?” Tyler says it like it’s obvious and Jamie’s being dumb. And really, Jamie kind of is. Tyler knows him well enough to know Jamie wouldn’t have appreciated mingling with strangers; he’s not sure why he assumed so much when he came to visit. Perhaps it was his own way to convince himself that this trip was nothing, just a friendly visit, that should mean nothing. Maybe he’s heart wouldn’t hurt as bad when his assumptions were accurate.

Now, though, he’s not sure what to think as he follows Tyler into the house, his dogs rushing up to meet them at the door. After the dogs are sufficiently satisfied with pats and attention, Tyler takes Jamie through a tour of the house, directing him to the guest room that’s directly across from his bedroom (as opposed to the several others they pass down the hall). Jamie’s choosing not to read anything into it as he sets his stuff down on the bed and continuing to follow Tyler through the house and into the backyard.

“Wow,” Jamie says when they come out, the giant fire pit and barbeque in front of them.

“Pretty awesome right?” Tyler grins. “After dinner when it’s darker, we can totally turn it on. Oh, and speaking of dinner. I got some steaks and veggies in the fridge we can grill. Sound good?”

“Definitely.”

“I’ll go get them ready, if you want to start up the grill? It’s pretty similar to yours.”

“Okay,” Jamie says, watching as Tyler disappears back into the house.

He approaches the grill, seeing a lighter and cleaner sitting off to the side. He gets it lit and started, cleaning it off as it heats up, and notices music filtering in from… somewhere. He looks around and sees some outdoor speakers near the grill and more on the patio by the house.

While he looks around he sees something further off to the side of the house, and though the sun’s starting to go down, he’s pretty sure what he’s looking at is a tree house.

It seems out of place given everything else, and while Tyler is kind of a big kid with a big bank account, the tree house looks fairly simple. Definitely not anything fancy like the house and fire pit and grill. Jamie wants to ask him about it and he puts the question in the back of his mind to ask later.

Later turns out to be after dinner, the fire pit on as they sit on Tyler’s custom chairs both nursing beers as their food settles. The air is cool around them, the small fire a comfort in front of them. As it gets darker, the patio lights and a few scattered lights on the property automatically turn on. There’s one above the tree house that turns on, and it reminds Jamie about his question.

“Is that a tree house?” Jamie gestures to it with the beer in his hand.

Tyler’s cheeks flush, and he nods, almost sheepishly.

“Why do you have a tree house?” Jamie asks, genuinely curious and hoping Tyler doesn’t take it as judgmental.

“I, uh… I always wanted one when I was a kid, but mom thought they weren’t safe and we never lived anywhere where I could have one anyway. But, uh, now I do. So…” He shrugs, finishing off the last of his beer.

“Can I see it?”

Tyler’s head snaps to Jamie, his eyes wide. “Really? You don’t think it’s dumb?”

“Yes, really. And no, it’s not dumb. Makes sense to me, and to be honest, I always thought tree houses were cool growing up too.”

“They are cool,” Tyler says with a grin as he stands. “And mine is the coolest.”

Jamie laughs and stands, following Tyler through the backyard to the tree house. When they get closer, it’s definitely a little nicer than he thought it was. Tyler flips some switch nearby, and when he does a string of twinkle lights come on inside the house and the music that had been faint since it was coming from the patio a ways off is now louder, filtering inside the tree house now.

Tyler climbs up the rope ladder hanging above them, and after he’s several rungs up, Jamie climbs up too, doing his best not to stare at Tyler’s ass just above him. Tyler’s talking as they climb, voice getting more excited as he tells Jamie about the tree house.

“I was going to put in a staircase, but I don’t know, I like the ladder. Reminds me more of what I would’ve wanted when I was a kid.”

“Did you also want surround sound and custom lighting when you were a kid?” Jamie asks when they’re finally inside, and he sees the speakers in the ceiling and a couple of smaller Love Sacs in the corner, twinkle lights woven around all the beams of the ceiling.

Tyler laughs. “I’ve got more sophisticated tastes these days. I’m sure my eight year old self would’ve approved.”

“What does your mom think of it?”

Tyler shakes his head, smiling. “Oh, she hates it. She still thinks it’s unsafe, even though I had professionals put it up.” Jamie laughs at that. “She won’t even let me up here if she’s present.”

“You totally sneak up here anyway, don’t you?”

“Hell yes, I do!”

Jamie rolls his eyes because of course he does. He walks around the perimeter of the house. It’s not a big area, but it’s definitely bigger than it appears from the outside. Besides the lights, speakers, and Love Sacs, there’s a few shelves set up that hold some books, games and what look like puzzles. A few crates near the bean bags hold pillows and blankets. Jamie’s expecting a TV somewhere, but there doesn’t appear to be one. There is a mini-fridge though and another shelf filled with some snacks.

“So what you do up here?” Jamie asks, spinning to face Tyler who’s been just inside the doorway watching Jamie take everything in.

Tyler lifts a shoulder. “Sometimes I read, or take a nap. Sometimes I crank up the music and have a dance party to get out of my own head.”

Jamie bites back a smile as he pictures Tyler hopping around the tree house, music cranked as loud as it’ll go and Tyler singing along, mumbling the words he doesn’t know. “Dance party, huh?”

Tyler grins wide, eyebrows high on his face. He grabs a remote off the shelf that Jamie hadn’t noticed, and the music inside gets louder, some rap song that sounds familiar but Jamie can’t name.

When Tyler starts singing, badly Jamie might add, and moving his body, Jamie watches on amused. It’s not long before Tyler pulls on Jamie’s hands and arms and gets him to join in in the dancing, shaking their arms and bodies to some pop song now that both of them only know the chorus of.

They dance and dance, it’s honestly the most fun Jamie’s had in awhile. He can see why Tyler does it even if he’s alone. Tyler’s laughing, eyes closed as he jumps up and down, every now and then bumping into Jamie because he’s not watching where he is.

The impromptu dance party doesn’t go on long, both of them tiring out and breathless after some time. Tyler’s smiling at Jamie as he catches his breath, and Jamie returns it. They’re standing very close to each other, closer than Jamie had initially realized, as they stare at each other while their heart rates slowly return to normal.

And maybe it’s the alcohol from earlier, the adrenaline and energy from dancing, or the pure magnetism that he can’t resist when he stares at Tyler, but Jamie feels brave and leans forward, pleased when Tyler does the same.

“Ty?” he whispers, not sure what he’s asking.

“Yes, Jamie,” Tyler whispers back, and it’s an answer to Jamie’s unknown question.

He’s not sure who moves first, but they’re suddenly kissing and Tyler’s fingers are threaded through his hair, and his arms are wrapped around Tyler’s waist.

“I’m really glad you came,” Tyler says softly against Jamie’s lips when their lips part.

“Me, too.”

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