Mighty ducks imagine/ preference

How you two act when you guys go to the club together:

Adam Banks:
As you got ready for the night out, you couldn't help but feel excited. You slipped into your dark blue dress, admiring the way it hugged your curves, and paired it with your favorite black heels. You curled your hair and did your everyday makeup, feeling confident and ready for a good time. When you walked out of your room, you saw Adam waiting for you. He looked handsome in his shirt and pants, and you couldn't help but feel grateful to have him by your side. "You look amazing," he said, grinning at you. "Thanks," you replied, feeling a blush creep up your cheeks. As you arrived at the club, the music pounded through your body and you couldn't help but feel energized. Adam pulled you onto the dance floor, and you swayed to the beat together. His hands stayed on your waist, steadying you as you moved to the music. The night wore on, and you had a few drinks that made you feel hella drunk. But Adam was always there, making sure you were safe and having fun. "You're so beautiful," he murmured in your ear, as you leaned into him. You felt his lips brush against your neck, sending shivers down your spine. "Let's get some fresh air," he said, taking your hand and leading you outside. As you stepped into the cool night air, Adam pulled you close and kissed you deeply. You felt your heart race as his arms wrapped around you, holding you tight. "I love you," he said, pulling away from the kiss. "I love you too," you replied, feeling your heart swell with emotion. The rest of the night was a blur of laughter and fun, but what you remembered most was the way Adam looked at you - with love and adoration in his eyes. As you stumbled into bed later that night, you couldn't help but feel grateful to have him by your side.

Charlie Conway:
Me and Charlie walked into the club, both feeling excited about the night ahead. Charlie wore a nice shirt and pants, and I wore a beautiful lavender dress that hugged my curves in all the right places. We hit the dance floor, and I could feel his hands on my waist, guiding me in a sensual rhythm. His touch sent shivers down my spine, and I couldn't help but feel lucky to have him by my side. As the night went on, I had a few drinks, and Charlie was always there, making sure I was okay. "You look stunning tonight," he whispered in my ear, and I felt my cheeks flush. His lips brushed against my neck, and I leaned into him, feeling his warmth. We danced for hours, lost in the music and each other's company. The club was packed, but it felt like we were the only two people in the room. Charlie's hands were always on me, pulling me closer, and I felt like I was in a dream. As the night wore on, we decided to take a break from the dance floor and grab a drink. We found a quiet corner of the club and settled in, sipping our drinks and talking about anything and everything. I loved how comfortable we were with each other, how we could talk about anything without fear of judgment. Charlie's eyes sparkled as he talked about his dreams and aspirations, and I couldn't help but feel proud of him. "You're going to accomplish amazing things," I said, taking his hand in mine. He smiled, squeezing my hand. "With you by my side, I know I can do anything." We finished our drinks and headed back to the dance floor, lost in the music and the moment. Charlie's hands were always on me, guiding me in a sensual dance that left me breathless. I felt so alive, so in love. As the night came to a close, Charlie took my hand and led me outside. The cool night air was a welcome relief from the heat of the club, and we walked hand in hand, talking and laughing. "You are the most beautiful woman I have ever met," he said, gazing into my eyes. I smiled, feeling my heart swell with love. "And you are the most amazing man," I replied, feeling so lucky to have him in my life. We kissed under the stars, lost in each other's embrace. As we walked home, arm in arm, I couldn't help but feel grateful for this amazing man and this wonderful night.

Luis Mendoza:
As we entered the club, the music boomed loudly through the room. The lights flashed in every direction as Luis looked down at me and smiled. "You look amazing", he said, his eyes full of admiration. I blushed, feeling a surge of excitement course through my veins. "Thanks, you look pretty hot yourself", I replied, taking his hand as we made our way to the dance floor. We began dancing together, our bodies moving to the rhythm of the music. Luis's hands were on my waist, pulling me closer to him. "I love dancing with you", he whispered in my ear. I smiled, feeling happy and content in his arms. "Me too", I replied, looking up at him. As the night went on, we shared a few drinks, laughing and talking about our day. Luis's hands never left my waist, and every so often, he would pull me into him, kissing my neck or cheek. At one point, we snuck off to the bathroom together, sharing a passionate kiss. But we both knew we didn't want to go any further than that. As we made our way back to the dancefloor, a man approached me, trying to hit on me. Luis's grip on my waist tightened, and he stepped forward, his eyes blazing. "She's with me", he said firmly, before pulling me into a kiss. The man quickly backed off, leaving us alone. Luis looked down at me, his eyes filled with love and desire. "You're mine", he whispered, before kissing me again. We eventually pulled away, breathless and happy. "I love you", Luis said, his eyes locked onto mine. "I love you too", I replied, feeling lucky to have him by my side. We continued dancing together, enjoying each other's company and the music that surrounded us.