NHL one-shots (On Hold)

Love Runs Out

John Tavares swaps bodies with Jonathan Toews
.......................

I lazily toppled onto my rather large bed and soaked in all the warmth and comfyness of the sheets. We did it. We kicked those Blackhawk's sorry butts.

My eyes wandered over to the clock resting on my night stand.

2:47

The guys had hassled me into going to get a drink after the game. I went, but didn't drink. I wasn't about to wake up early cause my stomach wanted a vacation in the toilet.

My body slid off the bed with slow sore movements. A day off tomorrow. I could handle that. My mind subconsciously moved my body towards the dresser. I grabbed a pair of Pajama bottoms and slid out of my suddenly super uncomftorable suit.

I never got around to putting on my pajama pants before I collapsed on the bed again. My mind went out before the covers even landed after I threw them on

.....................

A blaring alarm met my ears way earlier than I remember setting my alarm. Did I even set my alarm? I looked over at the the alarm. I had waken up at 7:00 am on my day off!

I second glanced at the clock. My alarm was black, this one is white. Am I going crazy?! I looked at the covers in front of me. White was everywhere. I heard the toilet flush and my mind immediately jerked awake. I wasn't in my room. I wasn't sure if I was kidnapped or not, but I was sure getting out of here.

The door creaked open and I slumped back down on the bed.

'Act asleep' my mind told me. I closed my eyes and wrapped the blankets tighter around me. the footsteps were growing louder as they neared the single bed.

"Jonny boy wake up. We gotta be at the airport in 2 hours." Airport? I didn't budge even though I was confused.

"I know you're awake, Jonny" Mystery man pushed me back and forth. "I heard you turn off the alarm."

Don't move. don't move. don't move.

I heard rustling and felt the sheets start to move. I felt pressure on my chest but didn't move. A pair of lips began kissing my neck.

Please tell me this is a girl with a voice changer!

I shuddered under the rather pleasant sensation. I heard a chuckle escape from the body above. it has to be a girl. Whoever they are isn't very heavy.

"Jonny, I know you're bummed about losing last night." Losing?! "but we have to head back to Chicago."

My eyes bolted open and I stared into the face of Patrick Kane. Why is he kidnapping me.

I pushed him off me with so much force Superman would be impressed. I looked at his hurt face. He had collided with the TV stand and just slumped to the brown carpeted ground.

"Jonny?" His voice sounded hurt. "whats gotten into you. You never freak out like that."

"Look, Patrick, I don't know why in here or let alone why I wake up with you on top of me." I saw his face drop even more. "I'm not going with you to Chicago. I live here-"

I never had time to finish my sentence.

"Tazer, what are you talking about?! You're a Blackhawk! You're our Captain Serious!" He stood up and made his way over to me. He leaned on the bed getting uncomfortably close with me. "and you're my boyfriend."

He put his hands on my chest an pushed me back down. I grasped his shoulders and flipped him around. He groaned form the sudden force, but I it quickly turned into a smile.