#zach werenski imagines

[rattkachuk]

Hey! I hope you're having a good week. Since you liked the McEichel fic recs I thought I would offer other ships! (universes? like the Marvel universe, but the Michigan extended verse).

Kent Johnson/Owen Power

Heart Rush by canary (Just totally normal best friend things. I died.)

All I Can Imagine by canary (*bites fist*

Blooming by canary

as good as gold by bropunzeling

melting into you by countthestars

the sun moves on by leavethebes (This fic made me fucking feral)

close quarters by bropunzeling

Thomas Bordeleau/Brendan Brisson

take me home tonight by countthestars (I was emotionally compromised by this one)

Here Comes the Sun by canary (also by this one)

Zach Werenski/Dylan Larkin

Michigan's in the rearview by Aliquis (destroyed me and put me back together)

star seven four by gigantic

a paper cut for two by addandsubtract

you haven't lost me yet by gdgdbaby

if i didn't have you to show for it by RippingOffZeppelin

when you're young, you just run by RippingOffZeppelin (OW, OUTCH)

AHHHHH?!?! oh my god you're amazing??? literally fic recs always make me so excited thank you so much i can't wait to dive into them gkghjk

[tsegss]

Dear Diary.... with Zach Werenski

“Zach!!!” You screamed. “Give it back!!”

“Dear Diary…” He read aloud, a shit-eating grin on his face, as he moved the diary from out of reach.

“Ugh! I am never bringing you home again!” You growled, chasing him around your childhood bedroom.

“Babe, I’m just kidding.” He smiled, reaching his hand out to give it back to you, you reached to grab the diary from him. “Wait, no I’m not.” He laughed taking it back and turning his body so he was completely out of reach form you. He opened the book and began to read.

“Zach is the cutest boy in the world…” He trailed off, turning back to you and laughing. “Would you shut up I was seven!” You said trying to get it back.

He began to read some more, barely containing his laughs. “Ugh!” You screamed before walking into the bathroom, connected to your bedroom, and slamming the door.

“Oh come on, it’s adorable!” Zach yelled from behind the other side of the door. “(Y/N), please just open the door.”

You did as he said, opening the door, your arms crossed against your chest. “So you’re going to give it back to me?”

“Not a shot in hell.”

[running-on-fanfiction]

Zach Werenski/Josh Anderson-set up

Hi can i ask for an imagine where you are on a double date with Zach Werenskie(?) and Josh Anderson and his date. So Zach is yours but at the end of the night you realize that Zach and Josh's date left you guys but you hadnt noticed until it was late? And he walks into practice the next morning and starts to apologize to Zach but Zach was just like no need dude we all saw you guys had chemistry. Are you guys gonna date?? Does that make sense? Is it too much?? Something along these lines???

They always said the hearts want what it wants, however you thought it would be obvious.

Zach come home that day talking about a double date. You kept asking who he was talking about but he won’t say. All he said was for you to wear was that white and blue dress he loved on you. Along with your gold heels your brother got you for your birthday last year.

So that lead you to now, seating in a dim lighten restaurant, with Zach sitting next to you. You were busy looking at the menu when you felt Zach nudge you, before standing up.

“Josh, Mina you’re looking wonderful tonight.” Zach said s he hugged the red head. She smiled as she placed a small kiss on your boyfriends cheek, but you were to busy looking at Josh.

He was in a royal suit with a light gold tie. His hair was slicked back in the way you loved. You felt it hard to swallow. He gave you a soft smile before sitting in front of you. His eyes never left your, for a moment it was like you and him were the only ones in the room.

“So, we already order some wine. I hope white’s okay.” Zach said sitting back down next to you.

“White’s fine.” Mina smiled as she looked at Zach. You weren’t sure how long Zach was calling Josh’s name but you knew it had to be long by the long on Zach and Mina’s face.

“Josh. Josh. JOSH!” Zach laughed as he kicked Josh’s leg.

“What?!” Josh said looking lost. You let out a soft cough, before messing with your napkin. Zach looked at you before looking at Mina.

“So, I was just telling Mina about the new car. Do you guys mind if I go show her?” Zach said knowing both of you weren’t listening.

“Yeah, sure man.” Josh said looking at you.

“Yeah that sounds wonderful.” You said.

Zach gave Mina a look before helping her out of the chair. However you two had no idea what those two had up their sleeves.  In fact it took until after dinner to realize that Zach and Mina left together.

“Your bill is all set, sir. Mr. Werenski already paid.” The waiter said as he walked away. “That’s odd.” Josh said.

“I hope we didn’t upset them.” You said as you stood up. Josh walked you outside, before turning to you.

“I like your dress by the way. Very beautiful.”

“Thank you. You’re not looking to bad yourself.”

~ Josh was beyond worried when he got onto the ice the next morning. He made his friend and date leave because he was in love with his friends girl. That went against all the rules of the bro code.

“Hey bud!” Zach smiled as he skated over to Josh. Josh froze.

“I’m SORRY!” He yelled not looking at Zach. He was waiting for the punch but instead he just got laughing.

“What the fuck.” Josh asked. “What’s so funny?”

“Mina and I set the whole thing up. We noticed you two a week ago and well, it made sense.”

“Made sense?”

“You and Y/N. You look at her like she hangs the stars and she looks at you just the same. She doesn’t look at me like that, man. So you take her.” Zach said moving around. “Oh and I’ll take Mina.” He joked as he skated away.  “CALL HER!”

Josh, called you after morning skate.

“Is he mad?” was the first thing you said.

“He said him and Mina set us up.”

“What wait?” You said thinking. It all made sense now. The matching outfits, the dinner being paid for, them leaving.

“So what now?” You asked.

“I was thinking, if you want of course going to lunch with me in like an hour. This time I’ll pay.” He smiled into the phone.

“See you in an hour than.” You smiled.

-Julianne  

[just-hockeythings]

I’ve got an idea for a blurb kind of thing, there’s like two different kind of similar things ive been thinking about and i can’t decide which one to actually put down in words. One is about Zach Werenski and the other is about Auston Matthews, which would people rather read? Or maybe I could do both? looking for some opinions thanks! 

[werenzki]

Zach Werenski #10 - FWB ;)

requested >> yes / no

word count >> 

warnings >> just some steamy make out sessions ya hear

a/n >> hello its me the most trash human who sucks at writing/posting oops... im going to try to get back into the swing of things but please dont quote me on that cause as said before im trash :))))

It was game four of the first round for the Blue Jackets. Of course, they were versing the defending Stanley Cup Champions and losing so far this round. But you had faith in your dad’s old team. And with him being an Alumni, you were lucky enough to get to sit in the box seats when you weren’t busy. Since it’s the playoffs, you always had time to come to the arena and enjoy your favourite pastime - being a loving hockey fan.

“Y/N,” your dad calls you out, you turn from the bar - your fresh bag of popcorn in hand - to see him waving you over. He’s smiling, as he had been since arriving. Your dad always loved being at the arena.

As you walk across the suite, you realize he’s joined with a handful of guys in suits. Your dad always loved introducing you to people. These people never really cared to meet an old hockey players daughter. Most of the men in suits you’ve met over the years just smiled and would usually forget who you were by the next time they saw you. This time, you had a feeling the young men in suits were going to remember you.

“I’d like to introduce you to some of the kids on the roster this year,” your dad says as you stand beside him and look at the three young guys.

“Finally introducing me to some people my age huh dad?” You tease him, but his face says it all. He already regretted calling over his little girl over to met the cute hockey players. “I’m Y/N,” you say and extend a hand out for the boys to shake.

“James,” the blonde nods and shakes your hand.

“Alex,” the next one says and you smile in response.

Then you look at the last Columbus player. There was no missing the shiner that was his right eye. Everyone who was watching the playoffs right now knew about the guy standing in front of you. Zach Werenski, managed to block a shot with a puck last game but also managed to come out and finish the game before his eye shut. But besides the obvious injury, his face was pretty nice. He was cute.

“Zach, it’s nice to meet you,” he says while shaking your hand.

“Wow, that looks as bad as I thought,” you say and toss some popcorn into your mouth.

“Yeah,” Zach chuckles and looks down, “it’s hard to miss that’s for sure,” he adds as he looks back up at you.

“It’ll heal nice, have a little scar there I’m sure,” your dad exclaims. For a moment there you forgot he was even standing beside you.

“That’s what they tell me,” Zach nods and smiles at your dad.

“I’m going to take a seat again, you guys want to join me? I’m sure these old guys can only tell you so many stories before it gets boring, trust me I know,” you tease your dad and flash him a smile before stepping forward. You’re standing beside Zach, who’s watching you, and raise a brow.

“Yeah, we’ll sit with you,” Zach says and then him and the two others follow you to the free seats in the box.

A few minutes go by and you’re too busy wondering what Zach thinks of you to really pay much attention to the game. But then the Jackets score and you’re back into it. Never had you’ve been one to worry about guys, in fact you’ve never even really dated, it just wasn’t your style. So as it settled down in the arena again and play was simple on the ice, you had another handful of popcorn before offering the bag to Zach.

“Want some?” You ask. Zach looks at the bag for a second. “Some buttery calories won’t hurt, I’m assuming your NHL season is over with that face anyways,” you say.

Zach chuckle, “this face?” He questions, in a joking matter. You nod and eat more popcorn, watching him as he just smiles at you. “Fine, this face would love some popcorn,” Zach grabs a handful of popcorn and stuffs it into his face. You smile and then turn your attention back to the game.

—

“Summer’s almost over,” you groan out loudly and flop down on the couch. Zach chuckles as you kick your feet up into his lap. “Let’s go swim or something, come on my parents are out of town and the pool is to good to not be swimming in today,” you state.

“Can we grab some food on the way?” He asks.

“Uh hell yeah,” you say and throw your legs off Zach to stand up from the couch. “Let’s go!”

Zach rolls his eyes at you but follows you towards the front door of your apartment. It’s quite a drive to your parents house, seeing as you live in an apartment downtown and they own an acre just on the outskirts of the city. But it was also your favourite place to go. With a massive pool, hot tub, and plenty of nice green grass - and of course you couldn’t forget the ice rink near the back of the property either. But with it being summertime and temperatures high, you were currently taking advantage of the pool.

Your parents were enjoying the last couple weeks of summer in Greece - which you were unbelievably jealous about, but that just meant you got their house to yourself. In fact today had been the first day in a while you’ve been at your apartment, just to hangout with Zach of course.

“This place still sort of blows me away,” Zach says as he pulls up through the long driveway. Once he parks the car you realize that your parents housekeeper was over, which sort of put a damper on your plans. “Who’s here?” Zach questions as you two walk to the front door.

“Gemma,” you answer and open the door.

The middle aged British woman comes around the corner with her brows pulled together and a towel in hand. “Oh, Y/N, you scared me,” she says and places a hand over her heart.

“Sorry, Gem,” you say, “tidying up?” You ask, she hadn’t been around yet this week, and you knew the messes you had left around.

“Just a bit,” she nods, “come to swim?” She asks and glances at Zach now. You knew if she got a moment alone with you she was going to hit you with a few questions of the cute boy standing beside you.

“You know me so well,” you smile and begin to walk through the foyer to the open concept area that was a dining room and family room, with only an island counter top cutting off the kitchen. The high roofs were always your favourite. Just as Zach took a few steps with you, you turn around realizing your mistake, “oh, Gemma this is Zach, Zach this is Gemma,” you introduce the two.

“Nice to meet you,” Zach smiles.

“You too,” Gemma mirrors his smile and with that you’re guiding the way to where Zach could find a pair of swim trunks your brother keeps around and the towels too.

“I’ll meet you by the pool,” you say to Zach and hand him everything, “just going to grab some drinks and snacks,” you add before pushing him towards the door. Gemma was standing at the island counter watching you two.

“Okay?” Zach is confused by your behaviour but goes out the doors without a question.

“You have a boyfriend and didn’t tell me?” Gemma accuses you once the door is closed behind Zach. You fight rolling your eyes and shake your head at her.

“We’re just friends,” you state.

“Why? He’s cute, he has to like you-“

“Has to?” You question with a chuckle. As you walk towards where she stood in the kitchen you cross your arms at your chest.

“Yes, I mean you’re quite the catch, sweetheart,” Gemma pauses and puts away the pan she was drying, “and there’s the way he looks at you, gives it away too,” she smiles.

“We’re just friends, Gem,” you repeat.

“Sure, sweetheart,” she says with a smile before turning around and grabbing another dish to dry.

“So,” you begin what you had planned to say before her questioning your friendship with Zach, “you can have the rest of the day off,” you smile.

“Aha,” Gemma points a finger at you, “you are dating him!”

“I’m not!”

Gemma gives you a long hard stare, “fine, I’ll leave. I’m guessing I’m not to say anything about him coming over to your parents either?”

“It’d be greatly appreciated,” you smile.

“Alright,” she sighs and throw her dish towel on the counter, “I’m out of here then, I’ll be back tomorrow to finish the laundry though so hide your not boyfriend before then,”

You roll your eyes at her as she walks passed you, “goodbye Gemma,” you call out to her.

“Be safe!” She shouts back and then the front door is shutting behind her.

Yet another eye roll comes after her departure and then you’re on a mission. You go to the fridge and set two water bottles on the counter before sprinting up to your old bedroom where you knew a bikini was. It was small, but that was the intention, you smirk at your own reflection and adjust the strings on your bottoms before making your way back downstairs. With your phone in one hand and the water bottles in the other, you go outside into the shining sun.

Zach’s sitting at the cabana style set up just off to the left of the pool. He looks up from his phone as you approach him, and there’s no missing the look he gives you. You smirk as his eyes rack you up and down. Mission accomplished.

“Where’s the snacks?” Zach questions, sitting up straight in his seat. He had changed, now only wearing the dark blue swim shorts.

“I’m the snack,” you answer with a sly smile.

“Did you really just say that?” Zach chuckles and rises from the chair.

“It sounded better in my head,” you shrug a shoulder and watch him as he takes a few steps towards you.

“Well, to be fair,” Zach pauses and licks his lips, his eyes fall down from your eyes and you’re smirking again, “you are my favourite snack,” he says.

“Did that sound better in your head too?” You tease.

Zach chuckles again and reaches around to place his hand on the small of your back. He pushes you just slightly to be pressed up against him. You smile and put an arm over his broad shoulder. Leaning upwards just a bit, you press your lips to his and savour the kiss before it turns hot and heavy.

You didn’t lie to Gemma, you also didn’t tell her the whole truth. Ever since just a few weeks after meeting Zach, after a bar night you were invited to along with some Jackets and their wags, you and Zach were more than just friends. After a bit of thought you decided to add the ‘with benefits’ to it. It was never awkward, instead things were just naturally playful and good between you two. Having a great friendship and getting some out of it too was really more than you could ask for.  

“Let’s swim,” you say as the kissing comes to an end, of course ending with a playful push and you turning to walk to the edge of the pool. 

You’re sort of in a daze as you’re looking down at the water. You were seriously going to miss the summertime. But those thoughts were gone as you’re suddenly pushed into the pool and are pushing up to surface again, anger erupts as you glare at Zach who’s laughing at the side of the pool. 

“You dick,” you shouted. 

Zach jumps in, over you, and once he surfaces you swim over and push on his shoulders. He’s under again but then his arms wrap around your waist and your being pulled under too. It all ends up with you two both gasping for air and laughing between breathes. 

“All I wanted was a nice relaxing swim,” you stated, glaring at Zach again - who of course is smirking back at you. 

“Should’ve have invited me than,” 

“Noted,” you say and swim around him. 

Thing is you’d probably invite him every tim you were going to swim, or do anything for that matter. Because he was one of your good friends and you seriously enjoyed hanging out with him. The kissing and such was only a bonus to the great friendship you two had made over the summer. But you would be an idiot to think you could go like this and not have any feelings blossom, you were just smart enough keep quiet and play it off. What he didn’t know wouldn’t kill him, or the fun you were having. 

[thatblondebelgiangirl]

That happened years ago! - Zach Werenski #1

Pairing: Zach Werenski x Reader

Word count: 426

Request: Hey can you do a zach werenski imagine where you decide to elope and not tell anyone until like years later?

Mentions: -

A/N: I’m sorry if it’s short but I hope you will like this imagine. I have more imagines, you can find my masterlist here. I also have a prompts list, if you want to request an imagine. 

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Even though you have been dating for just a couple of months, Zach wanted you to meet his team mates and their wives and girlfriends. That’s why you’re currently in Las Vegas, he had a couple of days off and so did you. You were all in the casino – playing games and having fun. The WAG’ all loved you, they thought you were amazing! While playing the games you and Zach were drinking a lot of alcohol, you had gambled all the money you wanted so you both left. You were walking around until Zach suddenly stopped, you turned around and you saw he was looking at something. ‘Let’s get married.’, Zach whisper-yelled. ‘What are you talking about?’, you asked and turned to where he was looking at, it was a church – like the ones you usually see in Vegas. ‘Yeah, I want to marry you, I know we haven’t been together for that long but I love you and yeah we are in Vegas baby!’, he said jumping up and down. You thought the idea was crazy but you went with it. You both got inside to get married.

 | Five years later |

 You were having a party with all your close friends and family member. What they didn’t know was that you were going to renew your vows. After that night in Vegas, you didn’t tell anyone about what happened, you decided to keep it quiet. It was hard to keep it quiet in the beginning but after a while you got used to it. Your family has been bothering you for the past year that you should get married. That’s why you’re having this surprise party for them, to announce you have been married for five years and you wanted to renew your vows so you could have the wedding you wanted ever since you were a little girl.

The guests have been at the party for a while and you heard them questioning why they are all here. You signaled to Zach that you wanted to do the announcement.

‘Hello everyone! We have gathered you here all today to make an announcement.’, you said. You looked at the crowd and saw a lot of different kind of expressions on their faces. ‘We have invited you here to our wedding! Well, the renewal of our vows to be exact.’, you heard Zach say. ‘What do you mean renewal, when did you elope?’, you heard your mother say in disbelieve. ‘Well, to be honest, that happened years ago!’, you said with a blush.

[dailyhockeyimagines]

zach werenski // like father, like daughter

requested by @wenniss

warnings: cute fluff

who: zach werenski x reader

premise: you take your daughter skating for the first time (and Zach is so proud!)

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Mornings in the Werenski household were, in one word, a nightmare. First there was the every day struggle of getting out of bed, which actually happened to be the best part of your morning. Yeah, the whole “waking up” thing sucked, but the fact that you were waking up next to your husband, who smiled a little in his sleep and looked extra cute with morning hair, made it a little easier. Somehow, you manage to pull yourself away from his arm wrapped carefully around your waist, and steal ten minutes to yourself to get ready before you go wake up your daughter. 

Tessa, like her father, also sleeps with a smile. But, also like her father, that smile is gone in a hurry when she has to wake up. Your husband and daughter were NOT morning people. 

At four years old, Tessa was just old enough to think she can dress herself, but not old enough to actually do it, or, at least, well. You try to compromise (not the tutu and the superhero cape, just one, please, darling) and end up with a look that is not something you would pick for yourself, but not a complete disaster. Normally, you wouldn’t care about what she chose to wear, but today was a press day and all of the families of the blue jackets were going to the rink to skate and be photographed, and you didn’t need anyone commenting on your parenting skills.    

You get Tessa to sit at the table and peacefully watch cartoons while you make blueberry pancakes, hoping the smell will be enough to wake Zach up on his own: he was always less grumpy when woken up with food than by a rough shake.

He walks out just as you finish cooking, still in his pjs, giving you a warm kiss on the cheek before going over to kiss Tessa’s forehead.

For a few minutes, as you are in blueberry pancake heaven and are talking with your beautiful little family, you forget why you hate mornings. You are so content and ready to spend the whole morning just talking wonderfully about nothing when Tessa speaks. You almost miss it, because Zach has you laughing about something or other.

“I am so excited to try ice skates today and be just like my daddy” she says, her voice quieter than normal because she is licking syrup off her fork.

Oh god. You look at the clock and, yep, you are supposed to be at the rink in 15 minutes and no one is close to being ready to leave. This is why you hate mornings. This is it.

The next five minutes are a whirlwind of getting ready, raised voices and rushing until everyone is in the car and driving towards the rink. You make it with a minute to spare, running from the car to make sure you all make the team photo. You do, and you smile through it, but you are clearly a bit tense.  

You are kind of gearing in for a lousy day full of fake smiles because a lousy morning really messes with you, when your daughter comes to you, chirping at you to help her tie her skates.

Tessa was the perfect mix of you and Zach, passionate and proud like her dad, and caring and thoughtful like her mom. She had Zach’s big brown eyes and her smile never failed to cheer you up. When you finished tying her skates, she grabbed your hand and dragged you towards the ice, desperate to try it out for the first time. 

You go on first, turning to face her so you can grab both of her small hands gently as she takes her first steps. You are a pretty strong skater, thanks to countless lessons from your husband, but you don’t know if you can show Tessa the ropes.

When she’s standing firmly on the ice, seemingly stable, her face lights up. She thinks she’s got it covered so she starts to let go of your hands, wobbling a bit. She begins to fall and before you can reach out to help her, Zach has swooped her up and caught her before her head hit the ground.

From there, you let Zach take over as teacher. He patiently walks her through getting her balance and taking strides, not steps. You watch as she slowly makes her way around the whole rink, carefully avoiding getting knocked over by some of the older kids who are racing each other. Zach is behind her the whole way, a hand always ghosting her side in the case that she slips. She makes it all the way back to you without falling, her grin undeniably proud as she races to you for the final stretch, pulling you into a proud hug.

You can feel Zach join your hug, all the tension from this morning’s disaster melted away. You and him look up to meet each other’s eyes, his full of so much pride and joy. You know that Zach’s always wanted to teach his children to skate and to love the ice as much as him so, as special as today has been for you, it is millions of times more special for Zach.

Your small moment is broken up by Tessa tugging on Zach’s arm to take her around one more time. As she passes by Zach’s teammates, they all reach down to high five her, and Zach is just beaming back at you because he is so happy. 

Towards the end, Zach picks Tessa up and twirls her around, skating quickly around the ice so Tessa can feel like her dad does when he plays.

In the car on the way home, Tessa is gushing about skating and how magical it is and both your face and Zach’s are plastered with ear to ear grins.

“One day, I want to be as good as you” Tessa says, sweetly to her father.

“Or better” she adds, laughing a bit.

“Well, you’re already better than your mom” Zach teases, resting a hand on your knee to show that he’s kidding.

You can’t bring yourself to break your smile and retaliate, so you just nod, watching Tessa’s eyes light up as you do.

You can’t wait for more millions of more moments like this. Tessa’s first game and Tessa’s first win, you and Zach proudly cheering her on the whole way. Maybe, if you guys have another child, it will be Tessa showing him or her how to skate. The promise of the future keeps the smile on your face longer than necessary and you know Zach has the same thoughts running through his head.

That night, as you both exchange I love yous before heading off to sleep, you know that you will both dream of the same thing: a forever full of tiny skates, proud laughter, and lots and lots of hockey. And it’s pretty much perfect. 

[kniesyswrld]

NHLers As Women And Their Vibes

[temibreadmanpanarin]

Zach Werenski-Haunted House

Requested:Yes

Warnings:Swears

Up Next:Nolan Patrick

“Please tell me again why I agreed to this?” I look up at Zach and put my hands on my hips.

“Because you love me.” He looks at me with a stern expression. I laugh at him while raising an eyebrow.

“Oh so that’s what it is? I thought it was because you wouldn’t stop asking me and I just gave up.”

“I mean if that’s how you want to look at it then sure. But either way you’re still here and I am not going to let you go.”

“If you get scared then don’t expect me to comfort you.” He laughs and nods his head at me. We hold each others hand and walk into the giant house that’s kinda cheesily decorated on the outside. However the inside looks a lot creepier.

“You scared yet Y/N?” He quietly says to me.

“You wish. I already know you’ll be running out of here.”

“You wanna make a bet? I bet that you’ll get scared and need comforting and that I won’t be scared at all. And in fact I bet you dinner.”

“Alright I see your bet but I know that you will be the scared one.” I smirk at him knowing full well that I’ll win. As much as he tries to act cool, he’s really just a wuss.

“What ever you say ma’am.” We walk further in and it’s just like a stereotypical haunted house. People dressed up like monsters and clowns, popping around corners with weapons.

We round another corners and I jump back as a person dressed up like Freddy Kruger jumps out at us with his finger-knives out. Zach However lets out a girlish scream and jumps even further back.

I double over in laughter and put my hands on my knees while I let out wheezing laughs at him.

“Shut up, you got scared too.” He grumbles out and grabs my hand again.

“Well yeah, but you clearly got a lot more scared. I mean you screamed and jumped more than I did.” I say to him. Instead of answering he pulls me along through the house.

While we walk down a hallway someone drops down from the ceiling and land right in front of us. I let out a little yelp and yet again Zach screams. I giggle as he clears his throat to try and overcome embarrassment.

“Come on Zach, I’ll protect you.” We walk down a flight of stairs back to the main floor. A section on the stairs falls out behind us and yet another person jumps out. I jump and grab the railing so I don’t fall down. But Zach, being the smart person he is, doesn’t grab the railing and falls right down half a flight of stairs.

“Are you okay Zach?” I rush down the stairs to check on him, struggling to not laugh. I help him sit up once I reach him. He gives me a bashful smile but nods nonetheless.

“Can we leave now?” He asks me when he gets back on his feet.

“Yeah, I think someone owes me dinner.” We walk outside and I see a little Italian place down the street. I point to it and he nods in approval.

“I didn’t think that I would get so scared babe.”

“It’s okay Zach, I’m still here to protect you.” I smile up at him.

He laughs lightly and wraps an an arm around my shoulders. I am so going to tell the entire team.

[werenskheeyyy]

Make Me - Zach Werenski

YUUUPPPP I was absolutely feeling some Zach smut!  Also this got kind of lengthy but oh weelllll!  I loved how this turned out and I hope you do toooo!  Let me know what you think of it!  Much love pals! <3

Word count: 1296

Warnings: smuttttt, swearing, drinking

Request: “#1 and #71 with Zach!”- @brooke5bb

Prompt: “Come over here and make me.” & “Make out with me.”

Up next: Connor McDavid

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You finally had finished your semester at university so you and some friends had decided to go out and celebrate.  You had spent the last couple hours prepping but also trying to convince your boyfriend Zach to join you.

“Babe, you have to come! It’s gunna be so much fun!” you yelled from the bathroom as you added the finishing touches to your makeup.

“I’m too tired” he whined from his spot on the bed.  He had won an incredibly intense game the night before and the whole team went out to celebrate so he had a right to be tired.

“You’re such an old man! You can’t even handle going out two nights in a row??”

“Nope, just called me grandpa Zach!” he mumbled as he clicked through the tv channels.

“Well come on grandpa, invite some of the guys! It’ll be fun, pleaseee?” you whined as you emerged from the bathroom all glammed up and ready to go.

Zach looked over at you and his jaw dropped.  You were wearing a white off the shoulder top, tight black skinny jeans and black thigh high boots.  You were absolutely dressed to kill.

“Make out with me” Zach uttered, sitting up on the bed, his eyes slowly looking you up and down.

“Only if you come out to the club!” you persuaded, stepping closer to Zach.

“Deal” he nodded and immediately pulled you into him, his lips crashing down onto yours.  You let out a soft moan at how aggressively he was touching you, and you had to admit, you were most definitely turned on.

You continued your make out session for another couple minutes but were rudely interrupted by your phone ringing.  Zach groaned as you sighed and leaned over the bed, grabbing your phone from the nightstand.  

“Hey…we’re just about to leave…meet you there in twenty?…Great…Love you!” you hung up the phone, getting off the bed and turning to Zach.  “Up and at em mister!  You’ve got five minutes to be ready!”  You sauntered into the kitchen to find something to have as your pre-drink.

Zach grumbled as he rolled off the bed and made his way to the closet to pick something to wear.  

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Everything about tonight was good!  The music was great, you and all your friends looked incredible, Zach was there, and you were more than tipsy.  Zach had invited a couple guys from the team out so they sat and chatted while you and your girls danced together and took shots.

You draped your arms over one of your friend’s shoulders as one of your other friends came up and danced behind you.  The three of you ground your hips together, dancing to the beat of the music.  One of your friends playfully slapped your ass and you threw your head back laughing.  You made eye contact with Zach who was watching you intently with hungry eyes, not even paying attention to the conversation he was once included in.

You motioned for him to come onto the dance floor but he shook his head.

“Dance with me!” you mouthed, still grinding against your friends.

“Come over here and make me” you read from his lips, a smirk plastered on his face.

You untangled yourself from your friends and walked, well maybe stumbled, over to Zach.  Zach roughly grabbed your waist, spinning you around so your ass was pressed to his crotch.

He let his hands trail inward, sitting on the tops of your thighs, keeping you firmly in place.  You shook your ass, grinding it against Zach and you felt his cock begin to harden.  

“You are so hot” he whispered in your ear, sending shivers up and down your spine.  You leaned on his chest and let your head rest against his shoulder.  Zach took the opportunity to press open mouthed kisses to your neck and collarbone, driving you absolutely wild.

You had to have him right now, there was no way you were waiting until you got home – you couldn’t.  You stood up, grabbed his hand and dragged him to the bathroom.  For once, there wasn’t a line so you took him into the single stall bathroom and locked the door behind you.

You knew you didn’t have a ton of time so you got down to business right away.  You pushed Zach against the door, sliding down his body until you were kneeling on the floor and unzipped his jeans.  You slipped the denim and his boxers off just slightly, pulling his cock out and instantly latching on to it.  You swirled your tongue around the head of his penis, and let your hands pump the rest of his length.  

“Fuck Y/N” Zach groaned, taking a fistful of your hair in his hand.  

You bobbed your head up and down his cock, massaging his balls in your free hands.  Zach thrust his hips forward and you took his entire cock in your mouth, letting it slide down your throat.

Zach let out another loud groan and pulled your face off his cock as he was close to cumming, “your turn baby.”  He picked you up, placing you on the counter, squatting down s he was eye level with your core.

You leaned back on your elbows and spread your legs, moaning as Zach licked a long strip up and down your core then without any warning, pumped a finger into you.  “So fucking wet” he murmured from between your legs.

You let one of your hands trail to your breasts, pinching at your nipples.  Zach stuck a second finger in and sucked hard on your clit between his lips.  That immediately sent you over the edge and you became a writhing mess on the counter.  “Fuck Zach!”

He stood up from between your legs, leaning in to kiss you, “I need you in me” you whispered when you both pulled apart for a breath.

He nodded and positioned himself at your entrance.  He pushed into you painfully slow, causing you to groan at how good he felt.  He let you adjust to his size for a moment then began to pound in and out of you.

You loved the nights when Zach would go slow and everything would be so loving but you also loved the nights that he just fucked you senseless.  You moaned at how good Zach felt inside you, his thighs hitting yours as he bottomed out.

You felt your orgasm getting closer and you reached down to rub your clit.  Zach sucked on one of your nipples, taking it between his teeth and you lost all control, your muscles tighting around Zach’s cock.

Zach immediately followed suit, letting out a moan as he hit his release.  He leaned on top of you and you pressed a kiss to the top of his head.

“I love you” you murmured into Zach’s ear.

“I love you too” he replied, pushing himself off of you and helping you get down from the counter.  

“Hurry up in there!” a loud voice yelled from outside the door.

You rushed to help each other get cleaned up, and at least try to look like you didn’t just have sex in the bathroom of a night club.  Your cheeks grew red as you saw the line up of people now waiting for the bathroom and you desperately tried to avoid eye contact.

You giggled and leaned into Zach as you two made your way back over to your group of friends. “I can’t believe we just did that.”

“Where did you goooooo?” your friend slurred, pulling you into a hug.

“I uh, just needed some air” you stuttered, you and Zach exchanging small smiles.

You were definitely glad you had convinced old man Zach to come out tonight.

[matsbarzal]

Tiny - Zach Werenski

Notes: So of course, here’s me messing up the queue and moving people around because I just had to post this one. It’s super fluffy and cute and I literally just adore it so much. Hope you guys enjoy it as much as I am!!

Warnings: None!

Requested: Yes | No

Up Next: Jakob Chychrun

Teaser: “I can’t believe I never noticed how small you are compared to me, like (Y/N), don’t get me wrong, I knew you were like… basically a midget, but have you grown since kindergarten?” 

You never denied that you were tiny, truthfully, it hadn’t come up in years. Most of the people you spent your time with stopped making fun of your small stature halfway through high school, and the people that still did you had met recently.

Your boyfriend, on the other hand, was most definitely not tiny.

Zach was six foot two, with hands almost double size of yours and a body that could possibly crush you in seconds if he truly tried.

“Ya know what Auston once said to me?”

Raising an eyebrow, you looked up at your boyfriend in question, “What did Auston once say to you, dear?”

“Well, he used to make jokes that it was gonna be like Tarzan and Jane between you and I, but that I’d probably break you because according to him ‘I’m not gentle enough. Whatta dick, right?”

Snorting at his words, “Have you told him you obviously haven’t broken me?”

“Of course not! I don’t want Auston Matthews knowing about our sex life, (Y/N). Just because you’re an exhibitionist doesn’t mean we all are.”

Grabbing the closest thing to you, which just so happened to be a pillow, thankfully, you whipped it at the snorting hockey player a few feet away from you as loud laughs left his throat.

“Shut up, you jerk.”

Your words brought another burst of laughter out of his throat before you stuck your middle finger up at him, turning back towards the phone in front of you. Less than seconds later he was jumping into the seat next to you and prying your hands from the device in them.

“Jesus.”

Looking at him nervously, you tried to tug your hand back, “What?”

“I’ve never noticed how small your hands really are!”

You scrunched up your nose at him as he placed your hand against his, proving the fact that his were almost double the size of yours. “Holy shit.”

He did the same thing with both hands before pushing your hands closed with his own, making a double fist between the two of your hands.

“Honestly, Werenski, just because you took a damn puck to the face and broke it doesn’t mean you have to act so weird.”

Huffing at you, he continued playing with your hands, taking a picture with the hand he wasn’t using of your hand against his.

“Your hands are so cute, I love them. They’re like little kid hands!” He cooed, grinning widely.

Snatching your hand back, you pouted at his words, which immediately had him retracing them.

“No, no! I didn’t mean that in a bad way! They’re so cute, I just wanna hold them forever, ya know? They fit so perfect in mine! Oh my god, let’s go take a mirror selfie and we can compare our height difference!”

Grabbing your hand, he hauled you off the couch and towards the master bedrooms bathroom in his apartment, stopping you both in front of the mirror as you stared ahead of you.

You really were tiny, like very tiny. You barely reached the middle of his chest, your head just reaching a few inches down from his neck.

He took a few pictures with you encircled in his arms, before positioning himself so his arms were crossed on top of your head perfectly while a large pout covered your lips.

“Aw, baby! Look how cute this is!”

Zach was truly an overgrown child as he showed you all the pictures he had taken, which you couldn’t deny, were super adorable.

“I can’t believe I never noticed how small you are compared to me, like (Y/N), don’t get me wrong, I knew you were like… basically a midget, but have you grown since kindergarten?”

You whipped around to smack at his chest with your hand, eliciting another laugh from him as he once again grabbed your hand with his.

“Now that I know your hands are so small, I’m just gonna keep grabbing them every time you try to hit me with them, cutie pie.”

Pursuing your lips at the overgrown child in front of you, you moved your other hand so it was on your hips. “You’re being a bully.”

“How?!”

His exclamation made a series of giggles fall from your lips while he looked at you with a hurt expression.

“You’re making fun of me being short! Everyone knows how much that annoys me. How would you feel if I made fun of your weirdly large feet, huh?”

You were expecting a 'oh baby, I’m sorry, I swear I’m not trying to upset you’ but what you weren’t expecting was for him to look at you with an excited glint in his eyes.

“(Y/N), oh my god, we can compare our feet and shoe sizes now, this is perfect, I’m so excited!”

[strawberri-blonde]

Recovering Buddies - Zach Werenski

Requested: Yes

@brooke5bb :Can u write a zach werenski imagine where you play hockey too? Just something cute:)

Word Count: 1,005

Warnings: Mentions of blood, injuries and to much fluff.

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You like to think that you’re not that violent when you’re on the ice. It takes a lot for you to get angry. However, you are a very clumsy person. Most people ask how you even survive when you’re playing the game. You just say it’s luck.

But luck wasn’t on your side tonight. You were dribbling the puck down the left wing trying to break the tie of 2-2 in over time. Right as you passed the blue line, the blade on your left skate broke causing you to falling flat on your face. Pain overwhelmed you as you tried to get in a sitting position but without knowing it, you pushed the puck right by one of your teammates.

Phoebe, another forward swung her hockey stick back and hit the puck in the upper left corner of the net winning the game. You wanted to celebrate with your team but your nose was bleeding so bad that you had to be rushed to the athletic trainer’s office to get it checked out.

_X_

“It’s definitely broken.” The athletic trainer, Karen stated as she started to put tape on your nose so it wouldn’t heal crooked. You did hiss at the connect a little from the pain but she continued on. “It’ll be a bad bruise around the damaged area for a while, but it’ll go away gradually. The nose however, will take about two to three weeks.” She said before going over to the ice box right as there was a knock at the door.

When it opened a smile made its way to your face when you saw your boyfriend, Zach. “How’s my clumsy girl?.” He smiled brightly but that went away quickly once he got a better look at your wound.

“Hey, first of all I can’t help that my skate broke and secondly you’re the one to talk, Mr. One-eye.” He laughed against your forehead before pressing a kiss to it.

“Yeah, okay.” Man, his smile was contagious. “But seriously, how are you?” The brunette questioned as he grabbed your hand, giving you some comfort.

“It’s broken.” You clarified with a shrug of the shoulders. “But I don’t feel so bad about it. I assisted with the last goal.” Zach squeezed your hand a little still wearing a smile on his face.

“I know, I saw. I’m proud of my girl.” He leaned down for a kiss when someone coughed, causing the two of you to turn to their direction. The athlete trainer gave you two a quick look then continued to write down something on her notepad. “Anyway,” your boyfriend sighed while running his fingers through his hair. “The girls wanted to check in on you, but I insured them that you’d text them later.” You just nodded your head while reaching out to pulling the boy closer.

Karen, the athlete trainer gave the two of you a smirk before handing you a pack of ice. “Make sure you applied this to your nose at least 3 times a day or whenever it starts to swell. Do it for at least 15 to 20 minutes.” You took the pack and pressed it against your face. The touch kinda hurt but hopefully the ice will eventually numb the wound. “I’d say you’re good to go. Just make sure you take meds for the pain and next week we’ll decision when you can play on the ice again depending on how long your recovery is. Okay?” She asked ending with a smile.

“Okay.” You said back copying her facial expression. “Thank you, Karen.” Zach backed away from you so you could get off the chair.

“No problem, sweetie.” You hopped off as Zach grabbed your equipment bag and walked out the room.

“Hey.” You ran after him to grab his wrist, making the boy stop to look at you.

“What?” He paused. “Is your nose hurting?” Zach cupped your face with his left hand, seeing as he was still carrying your bag with his other hand.

“No.” You exclaimed. This made Zach give you a look. “I mean, yes but that’s not it.” He laughed at your rambling. “Why are you carrying my bag?”

This made your boyfriend put it behind his back. You let your right hand (which had the ice in it) fall to your side so you could look at your man more clearly. “Because my girlfriend just broke her nose and I’m taking care of her.” Zach said before going in for a kiss but you turned so he would kiss your cheek. The sigh that left his lips let you know that he didn’t like that.

“Exactly, it’s a nose.” You looked at him straight forward. “Not an arm.” You tried to reach for it but he pushed you back a little.

“Baby girl, I got this.” Okay, he knew that nickname did things to you. His smirk said it all.

You looked at him before squinting your eyes and let a smirk cover your face. “Okay, daddy,” his eyes immediately darkened. Bingo. “Your baby girl will start listening to you now.”

Zach groaned a little letting the equipment bag drop to the floor. “Touché.” He mumbled as he cupped your face in his hands. His head tilted to the left before pressing his lips to yours. Normally, when he did this, you felt nothing but pleasure. However, at this moment it felt like needles piercing your skin because his nose hit yours and the tape on your face rubbed against his stitches.

The two of you couldn’t help but laugh as you pulled away from each other. “Later.” The brunette announced as he bent down to pick your equipment bag up. “But for now,” Zach grabbed your right hand to put the ice pack back on your face. “We can be recovering buddies together.”

You kissed the back of his hand then smiled. “Love you, Zach.”

His tall body leaned against yours as he kissed your forehead. “And I love you, Y/n.”

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This is my first requested imagine so I hope you all like it. ~Caroline

[running-on-fanfiction]

Zach Werenski - Fucked up pt. 2

Please do a part 2 to fucked up!!

Part one 

How do you run out of toothpaste, and not know it? Leave it to you, to do that. You would think that since you use it everyday, at least twice a day that you would have noticed you were running low.

“Matty, I’ll be back, I have to run to the store real fast.” You yelled as you placed your jacket on.

The store was pretty close to your house, so you decided to walk, since you were only getting one thing. You made it to the store in less than two minutes. When you got in you went straight to the toothpaste, grabbing a tube and making your way to the check out.

“Y/N?” You heard from behind you. When you turned you saw someone you haven’t seen in years.

“Zach! How are you?” You smiled as you moved up in the line.

“I’m good, how are you? You’re looking well.” He smiled as he gave you a small hug.

“I’m great and thank you. You don’t look too bad yourself.”

“I know this might sound weird but would you like to grab a coffee with me?” He asked biting his lip.

“Sure.” You smiled, you sent a fast text to Matty before going to the nearest coffee shop with Zach.

Zach went up and grabbed two coffees, while you picked out a table for you two. You sat down next to the window, just as Zach came back with the coffee. He handed you one of the cups, before sitting down.

“Thanks.” You said before taking a sip of your drink.

“So, how’s life been for you?” He asked as he stirred his coffee.

You couldn’t help the smile that appeared on your face.

“It’s been good. I finally got that editor job at that book company, I was always chasing.” You smiled taking another sip.

“I saw that. I wanted to congratulated you but I didn’t think it was okay to.” He said looking at the mug in his hands.

“You could have.” You said giving him a weak smile. “So, how about you?”

“I’ve been good. I just got that C, ya know.” He laughed.

“I saw! Congrats on that. They made a good choice on that one.” You joked, making Zach laugh. You took another sip of your coffee. “Married?” He asked with a grin.

“What?” You asked confused. He pointed to the nice rock on your ring finger. You looked down and smiled like an idiot.

“Yeah, about a year now. He’s name is Matty.”

“Does he treat you well?”

“He does.” You smiled.

“Good.” Zach smiled as he took another sip of his coffee.

“What about you? Any girls?” You laughed.

“Yeah, we aren’t married yet, but hopefully next summer. Her name’s Lizzie.” He smiled.

“Does she treat you well?” You asked with a smile.

“She does.” He smiled. “Y/N, I just have to say that I’m sorry. For everything I put you through for all those years. I-”

“Zach, it’s fine.”

“No, it isn't. I was a huge dick to you, and I never apologies. I did love you, but I just didn’t know how to show you in the right ways.”

“Well thank you.” You smiled. “It means a lot.”

“Y/N?”

“Yeah?”

“You look really happy.”

“I am.”

“Good, you deserve that.”

-Julianne

[hockeygods14]

Zach Werenski - Take Her Home

Masterlist

Word count: 1,297

Song: Drunk girl by Chris Janson

Couple cover charge stamps got her hand looking like a rainbow

In and out of every bar on a whim just like the wind blows

She's either a bachelorette or coming off a breakup

Take a drunk girl home

She's bouncing like a pinball

Singing every word she never knew

Dancing with her eyes closed like she's the only one in the room

Her hair's a perfect mess, falling out of that dress

Take a drunk girl home

I watched as Y/N was out on the dance floor dance with her friends. I had gotten a text from her that she was going to at the bars tonight to let loose and forgot everything that has been going on. Since we just won a game the guys and I thought it would be a good idea to go out. 

Last week Y/N called me crying saying that she just found her boyfriend, now ex boyfriend, in bed with another woman. I had gone over to her apartment. I picked up her favorite pizza and got her favorite wine. We watched movies and didn’t talk about anything that happened I knew she didn’t want to talk about it she just wanted to cry. 

“Well, at least now with some time, of course, you will finally get your chance.” Seth put his hand on my shoulder. 

“It's going to be a long while before anything. They dated for three years.” Ever since I meet Y/N I have had feelings for her but since she was dating someone I never had a chance so the next best thing was to be her friend and to be there for her. 

“Once she is feeling better you have to talk to her. You can keep thing from her any longer.” Seth took another sip of his beer and went to sit with the other guys. 

I looked back to Y/N to see her singing, dancing, laughing and just having the time of her life. When she was with the asshole she never let loose. She would come out with us but never like this. She was having fun. I walked over to the guys and took a seat.

Take a drunk girl home

Let her sleep all alone

Leave her keys on the counter, your number by the phone

Pick up her life she threw on the floor

Leave the hall lights on, walk out and lock the door

That's how she knows the difference between a boy and man

Take a drunk girl home

“I think you should take her home, Zach. Let her sleep off it off.” I heard Nick say right next to me. I kept my eyes on her. I nodded my head to him. I finished my beer and went over to Y/N.

I had a couple girls try to dance with me but I told them no. I went straight to Y/N and the look on her face made me smile. She jump in my arms and hugged me.

“Its time to go home,” I said in her ear. I saw her nod her head and say goodbye to her friends. She placed her hand in mine and I led the way out.

I opened the passenger door for her and helped her get in. Once I started the car she started to play with the radio looking for something good to listen to. I laughed when she started to sing and dance in her seat but I kept my focus on the road trying to get her home safe.

By the time I pulled up to her apartment her head was leaning on the widow and her eyes looked like they were about to close. I spend her car door and slide my arm under her legs and the other around her back and lifted her up and carried her up. 

I took out the spare key she gave me a while back to open the door. I went straight to her room and placed her on her bed. I took her shoes on and just left her in her leggings she t-shirt she was wearing. I took a bottle of water and some Advil and placed it on the nightstand next to her bed and wrote her a note.

— Take the water and Advil when you wake up it should help the hangover 

Love Zach

I left her bathroom light on and the hall light just in case she would wake up in the middle of the night. On my way out the door I made sure to lock her down and went door to my car. 

You leave her drive for a dive and you get something bad to eat

They're singing "Closing Time" at that little bar across the street

In two by twos, strangers and lovers headed for the covers, hooking up

That TV in your two bedroom, sound's turned off

And through the paper-thin walls, you can hear the neighbor's cigarette cough

There's a million things you could be doing but there's one thing you're damn sure glad you did

I had gotten a text from Seth saying they were at a diner if I wanted to go get some food before going home. 

I walked in to see all the guys. At a couple tables. They yelled my name when I walked in, everyone in the diner that wasn’t with us just looked at me but I didn't care. 

“I’m surprised you didn't stay at her place.” Josh said while putting his arm around my shoulder.

“She doesn’t need me there when she wakes up. I left some water and Advil by her bed and left some lights on and left her a note she will be okay.” 

“If she doesn’t realize that you have feelings for her then there is something wrong with her.” They all laughed and I just shook my head. 

“I will be there for her no matter what. If she wants to get drunk at a car with her friends I will be there to take her home. If she wants to stay in and just watch movies I will be there with pizza and wine. If she wants to go do something I will take her to mini-golfing because she loves it even though she’s bad at it. If she wants to watch a hockey game I will make sure I get her good tickets. I will be there for her for whatever she needs.” The guys all had smiles n their faces.

“You have it bad Zach,” Josh said and they all went back to eating their food and talking about our next game which is tomorrow night.

You took a drunk girl home

In the sober light of dawn

She left you a message, she thanked you on the phone

'Cause you picked up her life she threw on the floor

You left the hall lights on, walked out and locked the door

That's how she knows the difference between a boy and man

Take a drunk girl home

“If we play like we practiced today boys the Golden Knights aren’t going o know what hit them,” Nick said as we walked into the locker room. 

After we all got dressed I pulled out my phone and saw I had a miss call and a voice message both from Y/N.

“Hey, Zach I’m guessing since you didn't answer you're at practice. I just wanted to say thank you for taking me home last night and leaving the water and that Advil it really helped. My brother text me this morning he got tickets to tonight's game. Maybe we can meet up after and get something to eat if you don’t have plans.”

[vladislavgavrikov]

Burgundy suit appreciation

[dailyhockeyimagines]

zach werenski // first place

requested by @brooke5bb

warnings: none

who: zach werenski x reader

premise: you kick zach’s ass working out... and claim your prize

a/n: I hope you enjoy! I had so much fun writing this one :)

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You absolutely, positively, loved, for a reason you couldn’t explain, being underestimated. There was nothing more amazing than the time that you scored 5 goals during your first varsity lacrosse game as a freshman against your completely unsuspecting rivals, their mouths permanently hanging open in shock. Or when you graduated first in your class from medical school, the boys that had told you that you should “quit while you can and model” sitting front row. Or, last but not least, when you became the youngest surgeon in the United States to complete a successful craniotomy solo, your condescending boss forcing a tight smile and an “I always believed in you” while handing you the award as you posed for photos.

The feeling of success in the midst of other’s doubt amplified the feeling in an unbelievable, indescribable way. So yeah, you had to admit that you chased that a little, gave people a reason to doubt you so that your success was all the more glorified, but you definitely weren’t sorry about it. They were the ones who took the bait anyways. 

Which is exactly what your boyfriend of 8 months, Zach Werenski, did. You certainly didn’t blame him: he was a professional athlete. You were a surgeon who barely has time to spend with him, let alone go to the gym. You would have done the same.

So that’s why when you brought up lazily on sunday morning, your lips pressed to his cheeks, you didn’t say anything when he smirked in response. You guys were going to go on a run together through the park, a simple enough loop. You’re sure he expected to maybe jog it together twice around before giving up and getting brunch. 

When you got there, you took the first two laps slow with him, keeping his pace and a loose form. When you finished the two, he stopped you, slightly out of breath and red. You did your best to appear the same, trying to figure out a way to work this to your advantage.

“(Y/N), great job out there, let’s go grab pancakes, I’m starved”

“Let’s make a deal”

“What?” 

“A deal” you said, crossing your arms in front of your chest.

“What kind of deal?”

“Let’s race. Twice around the track. If you win, we go get pancakes and then whatever you want. If I win, we get pancakes and then do whatever I want. Deal?” You absolutely loved the expectant smirk on your boyfriend’s face. He was almost rolling his eyes, trying to decide if he was going to take it easy on you or go all out. Little did he know.

“Deal” he said, shaking your hand before lining up to start. You got in line and playfully yelled a 3, 2, 1 before starting.

Zach was too competitive to let you win entirely, but you can tell he wasn’t going all out yet. You weren’t either though, staying by his side for the first half of the first lap. But then you decided to step it up a notch, pulling ahead. You could hear him speed up to catch you again, trying hard and exerting a lot of energy. He met you as you began your second lap, but only momentarily as he didn’t have the stamina to maintain the speed he was at the whole time.

You were long ahead of him for all of the second lap, focusing on your strides and breathing instead of winning, although that was certain too.

When you crossed the finish line, you were slightly flushed waiting for him, but not dying of sweat and exhaustion as Zach certainly would be. He was a solid 45 seconds behind you, his hands falling to clutch his knees as soon as he finished.

You were not one to gloat (why say what was already so obvious?) so you just handed Zach some water before walking off towards the car.

Neither one of you mentioned anything until you were both already eating your pancakes, laced with chocolate and syrup.

“So how come you get to be smarter, funnier, prettier AND faster than me? Can I have nothing?” Zach says with fake exasperation before stealing a sip of your coffee.

You simply smile in return, shrugging a little in an attempt to hide your smugness.

“So what do we get to do today, champion? Shop? Spa day?”

“Actually, I was thinking we could go home and shower and then cuddle and watch movies and eat take out” you said, flushing a little.

“What did I do to deserve this goddess?” Zach says, looking up before smiling at your giggles.

After a long day of perfect nothingness, you find yourself cuddled into a nearly asleep Zach.

“Babe?” he says into your forehead, his lips tickling your face a bit has he speaks.

“Mm?”

“Next time we make a deal, it’s going to be about hockey.” And with that, he pulls you in tight to him like a pillow and falls asleep like that. You love winning, love being the best, but nothing beats this moment of pure bliss. So you think, if it will let this happen more often, you might let him win next time. Maybe.