#william eklund x gn reader

[keerysfreckles]

you're gonna go far | WILLIAM EKLUND 72

pairing: william eklund x reader

sumnary: you comfort william after another loss

warnings: no pronouns mentioned, not proofread, really short

a/n: i've been converted into a sharks fan, and ofc the first game i get into they're losing 5-1......

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the day william got drafted to the san jose sharks, he was ecstatic. he was quick to move to the sunny state of california. where he met you.

he met you the same year of his rookie year, and the two of you got close fast, especially after founding out you lived in the same apartment building. you two spent countless hours getting to know each other. whether it be at one of your places, at a coffee shop, or over a facetime call while he was away. william was eager to invite you to one of his games, stating that you might be his good luck charm.

and boy did the smile on his face grow when his statement was proven to be true. you were at every single home game after that.

a month or so passes, and william is determined to ask you out. he had it all planned out. after the next home game, one he knew you'd be attending, he'd find tou afterwards wearing one of his jerseys, and ask you right then and there.

you said yes.

it was history after that moment in time. date after date, it proved you two were meant to be together. he kept charming you with his personality, while you seemed to continue wrapping him around your finger as time passed.

soon after you moved in together, considering one of you was at the other's apartment every day of the week, this would just make it easier.

within your time living together, it flowed so naturally, that it didn't feel like you had just moved into his place the week prior.

you fell into routines. whether it was when he was leaving for a roadie, or coming home from one. or if you were off to work, or going out with friends. everything just fit.

a routine you two were both used to was playing out tonight.

william had just gotten home from an intense game against minnesota, losing one to three. now william was no surprise to losing, considering he was aware he wasn't on a top performing team. however he was getting sick of this losing streak. the past seven games were all losses and he was just tired of it.

he stepped into the apartment, still deflated from the game's results. he set his things down in the little section for him by the door.

all he wanted was to change, and lay down with you.

you always knew how to cheer him up after games that didn't go his way. you were always there for him, through his highs and lows.

he quickly rummaged through the fridge, grabbing a water bottle, before walking towards your shared bedroom.

turning his head once he stepped inside, he sees the connected bathroom door closed with water running. he takes the opportunity to change into more comfortable clothes, before sitting on the edge of the bed with his head in his hands.

"i could've sworn i heard you come inside," your quiet voice makes william pick his head up. "are you okay?"

you saw the score right before you hopped in the shower, wanting to do nothing more but than comfort your boyfriend.

he shakes his head, "i'm just so sick of losing. it seems like that's all we're good at doing lately."

you walk over to him, your heart breaking in the process of the sight of his glistening eyes looking up at you. once your in arms reach of him, he wastes no time in simply wrapping his arms around you.

you're standing in between his legs, with both of his arms wrapped tightly around your waist. his face is planted in the crook of your neck.

you feel his body shake before the tears begin falling from his eyes, dampening your collarbone. he buries his face further as you begin running your fingers through his hair, while your other hand just holds him against you.

"i know it might not mean much, but i'm still proud of you," you start to whisper, "i'll always be proud of you. and so will the team. you guys are all in this together will. they're not upset at you, or angry for not winning. you guys will go to practice next week and talk through things then."

you feel his breathing even out, he starts sniffling (a sign he's finished crying), and now his thumbs rub small feather-like patterns up and down your lower back.

"thank you," he responds, leaning back slightly to look up at you. you send him a smile while wiping away any stray tears from under his eyes.

"of course," you lean forward and press a gentle kiss to his forehead. "do you want to go to bed? you've had a long day."

william smiles at your offer, as the two of you maneuver into your normal spots. the only switch tonight being you're the one holding onto william. you knew he needed it, and you were more than comfortable with complying.

you turned the lights off, and you sat in a comfortable silence. you ran your fingers through william's blonde hair once more, as he held onto your waist.

william knew it was going to take time for the team to get better, but his heart grew fonder at the thought of you being there every step of the way.