hatrickd
good game tonight, /captain/.
theircaptain
hatrickd
to will cleary <3 :
(14:56) r u free?
akvenges
uh ,, you william cleary ? captain for the quebec nordiques ..
akvenges
good luck on your playoff run . maybe when you get past the first round we’ll play each other . * he flashes a quick smile , disappearing as fast as it appeared . * thanks anyways though , can’t wait to tell him about how he met you when he was younger . probably wouldn’t believe me considering i didn’t take a photo but he’ll have to take my word for it . * he says nonchalantly , casually skipping over the fact he revealed he was also a hockey player . instead , he focuses on readjusting his cap and sunglasses . *
theircaptain
oh, it’s fine. my youngest brother is a canucks fan. the old man played for canes when they were the whalers in the league. * he offers a small, reassuring smile * but thanks. he’s a good kid. * he follows their gaze, politely turning to them with his typical smile * oh, of course. definitely. i might not sound it, but i really am.
@toedrags
akvenges
surprised he isn’t a pens fan or a jets fan . instead , he chose the nordiques . can’t blame him i guess — your games are pretty exciting . * he watches his brother with a close eye , making sure he returns to his mom safely and nobody bothers him . * heard you’re in a playoff spot ,, excited ??
hatrickd
whats uh.. the terms of this again?
hatrickd
i thought he.. /knew/. or that i could -- he’s. swear, the only one. * he reaches for one of their hands, attempting to be comforting. *
hatrickd
it had been a close game, the game heading into overtime before the capitals pulled ahead with one point. they’d fought quite valiantly, in all honesty. he hadn’t clashed much with william, only once or twice in a pinch, but he had sensed the tensity, even on the ice. it was about twenty minutes past the end of the game, and with his red duffel over his shoulder, exposed this time with a muscle - style capitals tee. emmett hoped he could still catch cleary before they left, which luckily, he did, seeing the captain’s figure in the hallway. approaching, he tried to sound genuinely neutral. “nice game, cleary.”
hatrickd
he doesn’t need to finish his sentence, for emmett can get a gist of what it was going to be. “back at you.”
theircaptain
“don’t be surprised if i—” he wants to say kiss you again, but grimaces in faint embarrassment, but there’s a small genuine grin. “it’s a date, captain.”
@hatrickd
hatrickd
his laugh actually sounds this time, pure without the overcast of blaring sound. “don’t be surprised if i come along bumping into you then, /again/.”
statusMIA
i wanna go back and play — let me go back .. m’ fine ..
statusMIA
it’s nothing ! i just got the wind knocked out of me — perfectly fine i swear . i got checked out ,,
nrthstr
hey there cap , heard you’re up for the calder trophy . i wanna wish you luck .
nrthstr
if anybody deserves it . it’s you , you’re managing the team well for your ,, first year as captain ? yeah , good luck .
theircaptain
oh— thanks. it’s a huge honour and, wow. i still can’t believe it! thank you— for wishing me luck.
@cellyszn
theircaptain
//; cb for a one-liner and specify mood pls! <333
brawlinx
why was everyone at your house, again?
nrthstr
hey , you . come here , i think we need to have a chat .
theircaptain
i know. * he repeats quietly, and the wall is suddenly interesting before he glances back at them * no, it’s okay. i know what i did wrong, it won’t happen again. i should, um, probably make sure ilya’s not being.. ilya.
@cellyszn
nrthstr
you should be considered lucky . nobody punched your face in , i would have stopped it of course . * he checks his phone , face falling at the sight of a text . * im sorry — me yelling at you won’t do anything .
theircaptain
* he doesn’t flinch, only seems to shrivel before the other as he hides in himself * i know— i know, it was risky and i shouldn’t have. i won’t do it again. it was risky. i know—
@cellyszn