TMD: Preferences|Imagines|Oneshots 2

so into you (f.r.) (requested)

(A/N: This oneshot was requested by kaya_015. I hope you like it! The song in the title is a reference to the song of the same name by Atlanta Rhythm Section. Now, on with the oneshot!)

I had just arrived at the rink, eager to start today's practice. I headed straight for the locker room, knowing I was early but most likely not the first one there. I was about to open the locker room door when I overheard a conversation between the guy members of my team from within.

"Yeah, Danielle is hot but she's no match for Y/N." One of them said.

A chorus of agreements followed.

"Man, I'd do anything to call Y/N my girl." Another said.

Another chorus of agreements.

I stood there with a faint blush on my face. I never knew any of them felt this way! Sure, I'd thought about what it would be like to date one of the guys but only one name ever came to mind. A name that had been silent throughout their whole conversation I noticed.

Fulton.

I pressed my ear closer to the door as I heard them continue talking.

"Did you see the skirt she wore the other day? Man, I thought her legs would go on forever!" One of the guys said.

"Aw, don't even mention her legs, man. I'll be thinking about them the entire practice." Another added.

I almost opened the door to interrupt them then. It was weird to hear the guys talk about me like that but the next voice I heard stopped me.

"What about you, Fult? Don't you think Y/N's hot?" Someone asked.

"I think she's beautiful." Fulton said.

My blush intensified as I heard him say that. 'He thinks I'm beautiful?' I thought.

"Aw, Fulton's in love!"

"Yeah, look at him blush!"

"Shut up!" Fulton said.

I noticed though that he didn't deny it. That put a smile on my face. I listened to them give Fulton a hard time for another minute before finally opening the door and making my presence known. I walked into the locker room and set my stuff down at my usual spot. I was greeted by all the boys but ignored them and walked straight up to Fulton.

"Hey, Fult." I said, smiling.

He looked up at me from tying his skates. "H-hey, Y/N." He said.

"I was just wondering if maybe after practice today you'd wanna grab a slice of pizza with me." I said, nervously clasping my hands behind my back.

"Really?" Fulton asked with wide eyes, almost like he couldn't believe his ears.

"Yeah! Unless you don't want to..." I trailed off.

"No!" Fulton said, shooting up from his seat. "I mean, I'd love to. We can go to Sammy's*...Just the two of us, right?"

"Right! It's a date!" I said, excitedly.

"Cool." Fulton said, smiling brightly at me.

"Cool." I said, returning the smile.

I went back over to my things and started putting my gear on. Even though I had just gotten there, I was the first one suited up. I grabbed my stick and helmet and headed for the locker room door. I looked over my shoulder to find all eyes on me but I was only looking at Fulton. I sent him a smile before I walked out of the room. As soon as the door closed, I heard a chorus of cheering.

"Way to go, Fulton!"

"You're so lucky, dude!"

"Go Fulton! Go Fulton!"

I just shook my head with a silent laugh. I couldn't wait for practice to be over in the best way.

*Sammy's is a real pizza place in Minneapolis!

(A/N: Thanks again to kaya_015 for the request! I hope you liked it! Requests are open so send yours in if you have them! That's all for now! Until next time! Thanks!!)