Mighty ducks imagine/ preference

Moving to fast? (F. Reed)

As you lay there with Fulton, his strong arms wrapped around you, you couldn't help but feel a sense of peace wash over you. Being with him always felt like coming home.

You snuggled closer to him, feeling his warm breath on your skin as he pressed a soft kiss to your forehead. "I'm so glad you came over," he murmured, his voice low and husky.

You smiled, feeling your heart swell with love. "Me too. I missed you," you admitted, feeling a little vulnerable.

Fulton pulled back slightly, looking down at you with concern etched on his handsome face. "Is everything okay?" he asked, his voice full of worry.

You took a deep breath, feeling a little embarrassed. "I just... I don't know. Sometimes I worry that we're moving too fast, you know?"

Fulton's expression softened, and he reached up to brush a strand of hair out of your face. "Hey, it's okay to feel that way. But I promise you, I'm not going anywhere."

You felt a wave of relief wash over you at his words, and you snuggled back into his chest. "I know. I'm just... I'm scared, I guess. I've never felt this way before."

Fulton cupped your face in his hands, turning your head to look at him. "What way?" he asked softly, his blue eyes full of warmth and affection.

You took a deep breath, feeling your heart pounding in your chest. "In love," you whispered, feeling a little silly. "I'm in love with you, Fulton."

Fulton's face broke into a wide smile, and he leaned down to kiss you deeply. "I'm in love with you too, baby," he murmured against your lips. "And I promise I'm going to do everything in my power to make you feel safe and loved."

You felt tears prick at the corners of your eyes as you pulled back, gazing up at him with a mixture of love and awe. "You already do," you whispered, your voice trembling.

Fulton kissed you gently again, and you felt his fingers start to trace lazy circles on your thigh. You sighed contentedly, feeling a sense of peace wash over you.

The two of you spent the rest of the night wrapped up in each other's arms, watching movies and stealing kisses. It felt like nothing else in the world mattered as long as you were with him.

But as the night grew later, you were abruptly woken up by the sound of the door opening. You sat up, groggily rubbing your eyes, as you realized that Dean had come back.

As you listened to the argument between Fulton and Dean, your heart sank. You hated that they were fighting, especially over something as silly as PDA.

But as Fulton chased after you, apologizing and kissing you softly, all of your worries melted away. You hugged him tightly, feeling his strong arms wrap around you protectively.

"I don't care what anyone else thinks," he murmured, his voice full of conviction. "I love you, and I'll never hide that."

You felt tears prick at the corners of your eyes as you looked up at him, realizing just how much he meant to you. "I love you too, Fulton," you whispered.

And with that, the two of you said goodnight, knowing that no matter what challenges lay ahead, you would always have each other.