the mighty ducks - oneshots 🍁

#01 - fulton reed (fem reader) 🍰

song recommendation for this chapter - 505, arctic monkeys

synopsis:

y/n sneaks out of the dorm because she can't get a wink of sleep when the ducks are in los angeles for the junior goodwill games, only to be met by her tall teammate, fulton.

third person.

y/n turned onto her other side, restless.
she couldn't sleep for her life, so she decided to be a little reckless for her taste.
slipping on her tattered red converse, she caustically snuck past her female teammates' beds and quietly opened the door.
quiet as a mouse, y/n made her way to the front door and walked out, just to bump into in a large figure.

"oh, sorry- wait, fulton?" y/n said, looking up to him curiously, taking a step back.
"hi, y/n," fulton replied, a small smile on his lips. "what are you doing here?" he finished, looking down at her. y/n hummed.
"oh, uh.. i couldn't sleep." she shrugged. fulton gave a small nod.
"i know how you feel. wanna walk?" he said, nodding his head towards the sidewalk.
"yeah, sure."

a little later..

y/n and fulton lazily strolled down the sidewalk, soon, they made it to a small park.
there was a playground and a few picnic tables, the two looked at each other happily.
y/n grabbed onto fulton's hand and led him towards the few tables.
fulton honestly was head over heels for y/n. he practically was in love with her ever since he first joined the ducks. so when y/n grabbed his hand, his stomach flipped.

"fulton, look at the stars." y/n smiled, sitting down on the bench, her smile stretching to a grin as the boy sat beside her, their fingers still intertwined.
"they're pretty," he spoke quietly, looking over to y/n, her gaze trained on the moonlit sky. "like you." fulton said, feeling a little brave, but nervous at the same time.

"you think i'm pretty, fulton?" y/n replied, finally tearing her eyes away from the stars, and moving them to the taller boy.
"yeah." he whispered, a small, sheepish smile making its way onto his face.
"i think you're pretty, too." she whispered back, turning her head and resting it against his shoulder.

later that day, the team had practice that morning. fulton and y/n hadn't gotten back until around five in the morning, so the two were insanely tired by the time practice had begun.