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Just saying I have only seen two pretty best friends and they are Brock Boeser and Elias Pettersson.

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AN:Well I haven’t written in 84 years and then @woah-were-halfway-there​ sent me this song that caused this little blip to just jump out? The song is Keep You Mine (Acoustic) by NOTD. Let me know what you think. 

Word Count: 1090 (shortie)

Warnings:Sorta angst? 

All we need is a little time to keep me yours and keep you mine

There’s a theory in communications that couples hit a metaphorical wall after three years. Three years is supposedly the time where the novelty of a relationship fades and you take a hard look at each other and have to decide, do we step forward and grow together, or do we step away and hope that we look back fondly on the love that was shared once between two souls. You were at that road, a dusty, overgrown path, standing in front of Brock with tears slipping down your cheeks. He was there but it was like he wasn’t positioned in reality. He was merely a hologram in front of you, staring back with an empty look behind his eyes, the same eyes that once held a flame for you that burned so poignantly, even when the skies were already bright. 

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#19 with Brock Boeser? Thank u!!!

19. A taking the hand of nervous B to calm them in public and whispering encouraging words

also the first bit is based on real life. so like yeah 2nd time meeting my ex’s best mate and big ol pash. i felt so awkward but it was chill.

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You weren’t usually an anxious person, it was rare for you to get worked up by something, but, like most things when it came to Brock, this was different. You hadn’t been looking for a serious relationship when you met him and even then, you absolutely drew the line at meeting people from each other’s lives. That only made breakups worse, you’d learned that the hard way. But this was Brock. The guy who made you feel things you didn’t think were possible to feel again. Who made you wanna do cute shit that would have usually made you gag. Perhaps thats why you were so nervous. You know what this meant in the context of your relationship, and honestly breaking down that wall was scary. You were afraid. Afraid of getting too attached, only to be hurt again. Maybe more importantly, you knew what this meant to Brock. His teammates were like his family, their approval mattered to him and therefore, you. You had never wanted to be liked so desperately before and it was terrifying.

“Here :P”

There was no backing out of it now. You inhaled deeply, grabbing your keys off the counter, before opening the front door and stepping out into the cool evening air. The slam of the door as you shut it was louder than you expected, making you jump. You wrapped your arms around your torso, hugging yourself as you made quickly for the car. 

“Hey” You greeted as you slid into the car. Leaning across to kiss him.

“Hey” He smiled as you pulled away.

“Hey” Came a third voice from behind you and you almost jumped out of your skin.

“Yeah, Jake’s here too btw.” Brock (helpfully) informed you.

You did your best to brush it off. “Hey, haha. Sorry I didn’t see you there.”

“All good. Nice to meet you.” 

As if you weren’t nervous enough already, a car ride with a stranger that you desperately wanted to impress didn’t help things.


Your nerves were horrendous when you arrived and you were seriously second guessing if you were ready for this. Your legs felt shaky ask you walked inside and you were starting to feel a little faint. There was so many people. Jake wandered ahead of you but you lingered back. 

“Hey,” Brock’s hand slid into yours, and immediately you felt a warmth flow through you. “they’re gonna love you.”

You smiled, still unsure, but let him lead you inside, wherein the next hour and a half was a blur of nervous greetings and small talk. Brock stayed glued to your side the whole night, whispering words of reassurance when he could tell you were working yourself up.

“Thank you for tonight.”

You smiled, turning to face him. “Anything for you.” You replied, only half joking. He chuckled a little at that. “Thank you for doing all that stuff for me,” you added. “I was really nervous I’m sorry.”

“Hey,” he said gently. “don’t thank me. And don’t apologise for being nervous okay?”

You nodded in agreement and he smiled softly. “I honestly love you so much.”

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Yikes rough stuff happening in Vancouver eh?

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