NHL Fanfics

Morgan Rielly - Home for the Holidays

           

Sitting in the passenger seat of his car, you waited for Morgan to finish filling up the gas. You were about 40 minutes from your dad's house and you couldn't relax.

"Alright, last stretch!" he said smiling at you as he climbed back into the car.

Mo rested his hand on your thigh as he started to drive off and rubbed little circles on it. You placed your hand on his you tried to maintain a calm demeanor, but that ended up being ineffective.

"So, Miss. Sweaty Palms, how nervous are you?" he teased while he intertwined his fingers with yours.

"Honestly," you replied "I'm terrified. What if he doesn't like you? You know you're the first guy I've ever brought home? Ever. He's never met anyone."

"Well if he hates me then I guess I'll have to leave you." he said ever so seriously.

Looking back at him you chuckled, "You could never."

"You know me too well," he responded giving you a wink and then pulling your hand up for a kiss "so relax, because it's all going to be okay."

"Mo, he doesn't even watch hockey..." you told him

"I'm more than just a hockey player, babe." he insisted "I'm pretty great in bed too!"

You let out a huge laugh "Oh I'm sure that will make my dad like you," you kept laughing "but fortunately for all of us he's never going to find that out."

Caressing your hand that he was still holding he pleaded with you "So you're saying that nothing is going to happen while we are at his house?"

"Nothing." You replied sternly.

"That's what you say now...." He let go of your hand and shifted in his seat, "you'll see..."

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"Hi Dad!" you greeted your dad as you entered his house

"Hello, Y/N" he replied pulling you in for a hug, but pulling away pretty fast and eyeing up Morgan.

"Dad, this is Morgan. Morgan this is ---" your dad cut you off.

"Hi there, I'm Y/N's father, but you can call me Y/D/N." he said sternly pulling him in for a firm handshake. "I'm very excited to meet you, Y/N's never brought anyone home."

Keeping the handshake going Morgan replied "Well I'm very excited to be here sir. Your daughter is very special to me so I'm very excited to be here with you this Christmas."

Finally letting go of what felt like the world's longest handshake, your dad nodded and said "Right then, Y/N show Morgan to his room. You know which one."

"Um, dad..." you questioned him, "can we--, um, don't you think that--, um, are Morgan and I sharing a room?" you finally got out.

Looking more and more uncomfortable your dad replied "That's fine, I just didn't know what you guys wanted to do so..."

"Okay well I'm going to the room then." You abruptly announced grabbing Morgan's hand and walking him to the room.

Once you got in there you threw yourself onto the bed face down with a big huff.

"God that was awkward." You announced

Feeling his weight straddling you Morgan started to rub your back and shoulders and left little kisses on the back of your neck.

"It will get better, I promise." He insisted

Rolling over to face him, you looked him in the eyes "I guess it's worth it for you" you smiled and he leaned down and gave you a big kiss.