nhl one-shots | completed

xxiii | beau bennett

QUESTION | for boobiebortuzzo

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reilly
beauuuu

i'm bored

beau
i'll be over in 10

Reilly grinned at the response from her best friend, Beau. He always knew what to do and when to do it when it came to her. It was one of the many perks of knowing each other your whole life. Beau was her best friend and she was his, and it had been that way for twenty years.

When she heard a knock on the door, Reilly jumped up from where she had been watching TV on the couch and ran to open it. Beau grinned as soon as the door opened, holding a bag of chips in his hand.

"Impressive," she commented, impressed at the time he had taken to get to her apartment.

"I know. I think that was a record," he said, inviting himself in. Reilly closed the door behind him as he tossed her the bag. "Figured you'd be hungry."

"You figured correctly," she replied, opening the bag and shoving her hand inside. Beau just chuckled and walked into the living room, where she had left the TV on.

"What even is this?" he questioned, plopping down on the couch as he switched the channel.

"I told you I was bored," she responded simply, sitting down next to him.

Beau settled on a random show that he had heard briefly of that Reilly had practically screeched when she saw. He just looked over at her, a large grin on his face as he clicked on the show.

"I fucking love this show," she commented before shoving another chip into her mouth. Beau shook his head.

After a while of watching and Beau being confused as to what the hell was going on, the bag of chips was tossed aside and Reilly cuddled up against Beau. It had begun to get cold in her apartment, and neither felt like getting up to grab a blanket or turn the heat up or, even better, both. Reilly just rested her head on his shoulder and Beau wrapped an arm around her as she tried to get as much body heat as possible.

Being intimate with Beau like this was one of her favorite parts of being best friends with him. They were able to cuddle without it being awkward, just because they were so comfortable with each other. However, that didn't mean her heart didn't pound whenever he touched her. He was cute, and she couldn't help but feel something for him.

She hoped Beau felt the same as she did, though she could never tell where the line between being friendly and having other intents started and ended. She knew he was probably just being friendly like he always was.

"Can I ask you something?" she questioned quietly as the credits to their third or fourth episode played. She had begun to fall asleep on his shoulder, as it was getting late.

"You just did," he said, grinning down at her.

"Shut up," she replied, rolling her eyes. "You know what I meant."

"Go on," he prompted curiously.

She looked away, suddenly all-too-aware of Beau's hand on her hip, fingers tapping gently against the thick material of her sweater. "Do you like anyone?" she questioned quietly, biting the inside of her lip slightly.

"Yeah, I do," he responded, pulling away from her slightly and shifting to face her.

"Really?" she questioned, looking up at him for a moment before looking away again. Though Reilly was trying to hide it, she was sure he could see right through her bad act. "She should feel pretty special, then."

"If she knew, I'd hope she would feel that way," he told her, smiling gently.

"Who is it? I don't recall you meeting any girls recently," she noted, both kind of heartbroken and incredibly curious.

"I didn't meet her recently. I've known her for my whole life."

Reilly looked up at him, fully understanding what he meant now. He liked her.

"Beau, you can't..."

"It's you, Reilly," he told her, his voice quiet like hers had been. "It's always been you."

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reilly i am loving your profile pic rn lol

11.27.17