close as strangers // mitch marner

nerves

I woke up and looked for mitch, but he wasn't next to me like i thought he would be. That's when I remembered he has the world juniors tournament today and he had to get up earlier than usual. I walked out of our shared temporary bedroom to find him in the hallway looking in the mirror at his reflection. "are you okay, mitch?" "no, jack, I'm really nervous. What if I mess up? What if I miss a pass and that costs us the gold?" "Mitch, no, you'll be fine. You're a great player and I'm sure you won't mess up." I gave him a hug to reassure him. "Did i ever tell you how much I love you?" "No but I'd like to hear it." "I love you so much. From the twinkle in your eye when you talk about hockey or science or history, to how soft your hands are and how they fit in mine. From how supportive you are of me even though we have to go a while without seeing each other because of it to how you get along with my teammates and you like them and they like you to-." "Mitch, you don't have to say anymore, I know how much you love me." "Do you really?" "Yes I-" He kissed me. "How about now?" "You bet your ass I do. But you should get going or you'll be late." "Oh shit, you're right. Thanks, jack." "Bye." He said as he hugged me. "Bye mitch." And off he went to his tournament.
-skip to after the game-
I was sitting on the couch watching one of my favourite shows, the night shift, waiting for mitch to get back. Soon enough, the door was unlocked and in walked mitch, but he wasn't himself. He was angry, probably about a loss or something that he did wrong. He dropped his stuff, making a loud bang as he did. So yeah, you could say he was a bit angry. "Is everything alright hun?" "What do you think, jack? Does it look like everything's okay?" He said with a stern tone. What a time to be alive. "I'm just asking, sorry I care." "You know what? Why don't you get off my back for a minute?" "Okay, I will." I walked over to the door and went outside. I decided to go to Tim Hortons because I was, in fact, hungry. I guess I would go back after tims, hopefully that would give mitch enough time to calm down. I ordered coffee and sat at a table to eat. When I was done eating, I walked to the bay to pass the time. I found some nice shirts, checked out, and headed home.
---skip train ride---
I unlocked the door and cautiously walked in. I guess mitch tired himself out from anger because he was sleeping on the couch. Aw, he looks so cute. He looks like an angel. I walked into the bedroom and changed my clothes and got under the covers. I put my earbuds in and checked my phone while listening to music. Mitch walked in the bedroom with a guilty look on his face, like he was just caught by the police. He got under the covers and embraced me from behind. "Jack, I'm sorry for how I treated you earlier. I was angry at myself because we lost the first game and I was blaming it on myself and then I took it out on you. I hope you can forgive me." "Of course I can, mitch. We all make mistakes." I rolled over and kissed him. "Now, get some rest. You have another game tomorrow that you need to be ready for." "Yeah that's a good idea. Goodnight babe." "Goodnight honey."