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concept; a guy hits on you at a party and he's there to defend you.

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you've known brayden for years, you've been friends ever since elementary school. you both luckily got into the same college which meant you'd be hanging out with him and his friends when he wasn't busy.

tonight, it was the halloween party. you, brayden and a couple of brayden's friends got in your 'puny' costumes and went to the house party.

there were lots of people at the party, especially hockey boys. you wanted to stick with brayden and his friends for most of the night because you like all of them, they wouldn't hit on you.

"i'm gonna go to the bathroom." you told brayden. "ok, don't get lost." he says jokingly. the house was pretty big, 'damn, whoever lives here must be rich.' you thought to yourself.

you bump into something, or someone. "hey sweetheart, where you heading?" you look up to see this guy with a long flow and a baseball cap on backwards. "um i'm trying to get to the bathroom, so if you could move a little please?" you tried to say with a sweet voice, you didn't want to have to deal with this guy.

the hockey boys at this college are super cocky, thinking that they can get into any girls pants and have her wrapped around their finger. you weren't gonna fall for that.

"oh, well the bathroom is over there but, i mean, we could head to the bedroom if you'd like?" he says with a little wink. you could smell the alcohol oh his breath.

he somehow had you trapped up against the wall. you were trying to think of an escape plan. this guy was way taller than you, about the same height as brayden, so you couldn't really push him.

just as you were pushing him in the chest to get him off, you heard a voice. "hey, get off her." you hear brayden say sternly. he pulls the drunk boy off you and guides him into a room, not really caring about his situation.

"you good?" brayden asks, his hand resting on your arm. "yeah i guess, but i think i'm gonna head home now. i'm just a little frazzled after that and i'm a little tired." you say, not wanting to take a chance to deal with more drunk boys.

"i'll go with you." brayden said, getting his jacket out of another room. "oh you don't have to head out with me, you should stay here!" you said, not wanting to interrupt his night.

"no it's cool, it's not that great of a party, to be honest." with that, he guided you outside and you both started walking to the dorms, which weren't that far.

he had his arm around your waist, trying to prevent any other guys talking to you.

"thanks for getting that guy off me, by the way." you say quietly. he chuckled, "that's what i'm here for, to protect you." he said.

-=time skip to your dorm=-

"well, here you are, your dorm." he says. you get your key out to unlock the door. "thanks again, brayden. he was getting a little creepy when he pushed me against the wall." you expressed.

"no problem, (y/n)." after he said that, you kissed his cheek. you both laughed.

you both liked each other and both of you knew that. one of you has to make a move. he looked at you, resting his hand on your cheek. he leaned in and kissed you.

you instantly melted in his arms when he kissed you. you wrapped your arms around his neck, falling into the kiss more.

you both broke from the kiss. you caught your breath, "well i better get to bed." you say. "yeah get some rest, i'll see you tomorrow?" he questioned, you said yes. you said goodbye and shut the door. you had your back to the door, thinking about the kiss.

'so he made the move'

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a/n; i had to add one of my favourite canadians in there. also had to add in the hockey boys because that was the first type of guys that came into my head, at my school they're so cocky! i made them sound worse than they are, oops

also, this was written before rusher moved into a house instead of a dorm.

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