You were not looking for love. You had it, and it was the best thing that had ever happened to you. And it was taken away. Leaving you grieving with two kids. But you finally made it to Florida and the place he had always to retire to. Living on an...
Pairings: Raleigh Becket X Reader, Johnny Storm X Reader
Rating: mild
Warnings: language, mentions of cheating, mentions of secrets, 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 4.3K
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The moment your father had told you the pond had been scraped you were ready to get back on the ice, but you had responsibilities now, and they involved making sure your niece was taken care of. Everyone else's lives got to go on living like they always did, but yours changed the moment that Mike had passed away. You became her sole caretaker. Her confidant. Her shoulder to cry on. Her everything.
"So I get to play hockey here?" She looks up at you sleepily. So far Tanzy had enjoyed being here. You had your doubts. Hopefully it would make taking care of yourself easier. As far as your personal life went, it was much more difficult. Small towns had the tendency to do that.
"Yes, darling, now go to sleep," you whisper, giving a kiss to her forehead.
"Did my dad love hockey?"
"Your dad and uncle Frank loved hockey. Him, Frank, Johnny, and..."
"That man that brought us home?" She peeks up through her lashes at you with the most mischievous grin, and you just nod. "Did you ever kiss him?"
"Go to sleep," your voice is a bit more animated, but it doesn't raise. Playfully covering her eyes she starts giggling uncontrollably. "Tanzy!"
"What? He's cute. You should kiss him," you roll your eyes, and settle back on her bed. You need to go out on the ice, so whatever it took for her to settle down, you'd do. "He's nice, too. He drove us home."
"Uh huh," you give a fake yawn that you know she doesn't believe, but you can't help it. It was late, and you were emotionally exhausted, and only one thing helped. You can already feel the tingle of the chill on your cheeks.
"Did you love him?" Tanzy breaks your daydreaming of just moving on the ice. Giving you the softest and knowing smile as she looks up at you.
"Young love," you agree. You loved Raleigh in your way, although you never loved him the way he loved you. You didn't even understand what love was. And then some stupid boy with blue eyes that had the most beautiful bit green in them stole your heart, and you didn't have the balls to break up with Raleigh.
"You should try again," she lets out a little yawn, flipping over onto her side. "I don't want you to be alone like daddy was," she yawns again, waving her hand at you, "I'm good, go skate."
This child. She knew that you needed to skate, "Love you, Tanz."
"Love you, too," she could very much be faking her sleepiness. She's done it before. But she wasn't a baby anymore. She was growing.
