the laws have changed (a.b.) (requested)

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(A/N: This oneshot was requested by irenetaylorsversion. I hope you like it! The song in the title is a reference to the song of the same name by The New Pornographers. I know I usually use pre-2000s songs but I'll make an exception for this one. Now, on with the oneshot!)


       Y/L/N = Your last name


       "Alright! That's enough practice for today! You're all dismissed!"

        I breathe a sigh of relief as Coach Orion ends practice. 'Now if I can just get to the locker room and grab my stuff before-'

       "Would it kill you to pass me the puck, Y/L/N?"

       I roll my eyes as Banks comes to a stop in front of me, shooting ice shavings all over my skates. I push past him with a bit more force than necessary. I smirk as he almost falls over.

       "Maybe if you would learn to share then I would, Banks." I reply.

       "The Y/L/N and the Banks-Meister. You could cut the sexual tension with a knife." Averman said as he skated by.

       "Shut up, Averman!" Both Banks and I yelled at the bespectacled boy. He just laughs.

       Banks skates in front of me again, trying to block my path but I zigzag around him and off the ice. I wasn't in the mood for his cake-eater attitude today. I was having a bad day and I wasn't about to let him make it worse. I trudged into the locker room and was quick to change out of my pads, wanting to avoid another encounter with Banks. 

       Banks and I had known each other for years now. Ever since he was a Hawk and I was D5 and though he warmed up to the others quickly, he never seemed to warm up to me. I tried to be friendly but when that didn't work, I developed the same frosty attitude toward him that he seemed to have toward me. 

       I quickly changed into my street clothes and gathered my gear, eager to make my way out the door but I was once again blocked by the wall that was Banks.

       "What now?" I asked, crossing my arms over my chest.

       "Look, I know you hate me but if you don't start passing me the puck it's going to lose us points. You have to be a team player, Y/L/N." Banks said, mirroring my stance.

       "Oh puck off." I said, rolling my eyes. 

       "I'm serious!" Banks seethed. "God! You're so annoying!"

       "Me annoying? What about you Mister 'Pass the puck!'? You're on my ass every practice like you have nothing better to do! Do you really have nothing better to do, Banks?" I asked, patronizingly.

       Banks groaned and ran his hands over his face in frustration. "I swear to God, Y/L/N, you make me wanna...wanna..."

       "Wanna what, Banks? What are you going to do about it?" I asked, getting all up in his face.

       As quick as a shot, Banks's hands flew up and cupped my cheeks before he unceremoniously crashed his lips onto mine. I stood there frozen as I felt the pressure of his lips on mine. Just as quickly as they were there, they were gone. Adam and I stood there looking at each other wide eyed.

       "I-I..." Adam stammered, seemingly just as surprised as I was by what he had done.

       "Shut up for a second." I said, gulping down a breath of air.

        Slowly, I moved my face back in towards his, our lips meeting again in a timid kiss. It was barely even a second before we both sunk into the kiss, his hands still cupping my face while I grabbed at his wrists. Our lips moved languidly together, the two of us completely lost in each other.

       "See?! What did I tell you?! Sexual tension!"

       Adam and I break apart and turn around to see the other Ducks staring at us wide eyed, Charlie with a hand over Averman's mouth. A blush spreads itself over both my and Adam's cheeks. A nervous chuckle escapes my lips as I turn back to Adam.

       "I guess I could work on giving you the puck more." I said, nervously rocking back and forth on my heels.

       "Okay," Adam said, a small smile playing at his lips, "And I'll work on my sharing. We can start by sharing a milkshake at Mickey's...my treat?"

       "You're on." I reply.



(A/N: Thanks again to irenetaylorsversion for the request! I hope you liked it! I love a good 'enemies to lovers' trope lol Requests are open for the rest of August so send yours in if you got 'em! That's all for now! Until next time! Thanks!!)

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