Trent Frederic

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Note: There's some suggestive stuff at the end, but no smut

I tapped my hand on the steering wheel several times as I sat in my car, stopped at an intersection

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I tapped my hand on the steering wheel several times as I sat in my car, stopped at an intersection. Trent had texted me earlier, telling me he had something important to talk to me about when I'd get home. I already knew what he was talking about—it was all over the news, it wasn't 'just another Tuesday' for the Bruins. But I played dumb and didn't tell him I already knew.

I kept thinking for a little while until the light turned green and I resumed my drive home. I'd had a long day at work too—not a bad one, just long. An eternity was spent on customer service with the most annoying customers ever, to be exact. I'm just glad it's over.

A few minutes passed and I found myself pulling into my apartment complex's parking lot. I was relieved to be back home after such a long day, so I quickly got out of the car and entered the building. I got to my floor and walked down the hallway, making it to Trent and I's apartment as quick as possible.

I opened the door to our apartment and found my boyfriend lying down on the couch, with his arms crossed and a frown on his face. "Hey, Y/N." He mumbled as I closed the door behind myself.

I took off my shoes and put down my bags, then sat down next to him on the couch. Looking into his eyes, I smiled and opened my mouth to speak. "How are you doing, Trent?"

"Pretty bad, want me to tell you why?" He said as he uncrossed his arms. I held his hand and kissed him on the cheek before nodding my head.

"I didn't tell you earlier, but I know why. I'm sorry Bergy retired today." I replied.

"Thank you. I've been quite sad about it lately." Trent said and hugged me. "Although I feel like I shouldn't be, because I barely knew him."

"Barely knew him? Love, been on his team since 2016 and played with him for the past four years!" I playfully shouted and hugged him back before laying him down in my lap.

"Yeah, I know, but there are much older people on the team. People who've known him for several more years than I have!" He pouted. I smiled and ran my hands through his hair before speaking again.

"Listen, he was a cool teammate—everyone loved him, no matter how experienced they were." I said with a smile. "You have all the reason to miss him just as much as the rest of your teammates do."

Trent smiled and sat up in my lap, then put his hands on my shoulders. I looked into his eyes and could tell that he was happier. Before he could say anything, he pulled me in for a long kiss on the lips. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him closer, and saw his face after he pulled away from the kiss, smiling wide and his eyes closed shut.

The two of us kept cuddling until he got off my lap and sat down next to me. "Thank you so much for cheering me up, sweetie."

"It's my pleasure." I replied then he adjusted himself so he sat against the armrest. He smiled and looked at me as he tapped his thigh a couple times.

"Come sit down, Y/N." My boyfriend said in a smug voice and I followed his orders. I sat down in his lap and he immediately pulled me close to him, making me blush profusely. He looked into my eyes and I pulled him close to me and our lips met.

This kiss was much more passionate than before, and before we knew it our tongues were intertwined and our arms were wrapped tightly around each other. As the two of us made out, I could feel him harden against me. Hm, he always gets turned on when I cheer him up.

I took my tongue out of Trent's mouth and looked into his eyes once more. My face was bright red as I got turned on by him being so hard, and he caught on to what was going on. I rolled my eyes as he took his hands off of me then smirked and raised his eyebrow.

"Sweetie, what is it?" He asked, tilting his head to the side. "Do you want me to give you another kind of 'thank you'—one that involves this, perhaps?" He asked as he thrust himself up and I could really feel how hard he was.

"Yes, but you don't have to, really." I said, still blushing.

"But it's my pleasure." He said and winked.

"God, I love you so much, Trent." I replied and he hugged me tight.

"I love you too, Y/N." Trent said and took myself off of him. "Now let's go express some gratitude in the bedroom, shall we?" He asked, pointing down the hallway. I nodded my head then the both of us got off the couch and walked to the bedroom together. Thank you.

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Author's Note:
Thanks so much for your suggestion. I hope you liked it, because I had a lot of fun writing it! 😁✌️

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