Flip Zimmerman x Reader - Hockey Player AU
A Hockey Captain
A Figure Skater
A Jealous Boyfriend
And an Olympic Dream.
You're aiming for gold. Flip is aiming for you.
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Flip Zimmerman wasn't a man who was usually rendered speechless. He was never one to get caught up in his feelings, in a deafening sense of jealousy or hunger towards one single person all at once- but you were different.
He watched you on the ice and he had never seen someone more happy, and he had never seen someone look as beautiful as you did right in that moment. You were completely care free, holding onto this hand and pulling him around the rink, laughing your head off and smiling from ear to ear. He realised in that moment he would never stand to see you as anything except as happy as you were in this moment, and he pledged to always make you smile, no matter what.
He wanted to make you forget about Landers and how he treated you. He hadn't seen much but from what he had, he knew it wasn't good. Flip worried about you constantly since you came stumbling into his life with your sarcastic comments and that damn smile.
You'd filled his head, and filled his heart with a sense of hope... perhaps you could make him happy too.
The pair of you spent another hour on the ice, you made him catch you and hold you in a million and one different positions but he didn't care. He got to hold you closer than ever before.
Eventually you had to get off the ice, you sat together and took off your skates before heading out the front door. You pulled out your headphones ready for the walk home before Flip stopped you.
"Do you want to come for a drink? I'm meeting up with Ron and Patrice at Alfie's?" He asked you, taking our hand in his... how could you say no.
He made sure you got into the truck safely and were all buckled up before he pulled out the lot and headed towards Colorado Springs favourite bar.
"When's the big competition Birdie?" He asked from behind the wheel, but you were mesmerised... unable to take your eyes away from him.
How could a man driving suddenly become such a turn on?
When you didn't answer he looked back to you, realising you had been staring and grinning, causing you to blush fiercely.
"It's next Sunday" you returned shyly, trying to focus on anything other than the growing tension in the cab of his truck.
"Can I come watch?" Flip asked, his question causing you to snap your head back in his direction.
"What?" You thought you had misheard him.
"Can I come watch you skate? Cheer you on." He asked again with a bright smile.
"It's- it's out of state and you have a game on Saturday" you trailed off.
"So?" He was as ever very persistent.
"No one has ever come to watch me at competitions before..." your mind was frazzled and filled with anxiety. He wanted to come and watch your performance... what if you didn't qualify that would be far too embarrassing- especially if he was sat watching.
"Don't overthink it Birdie, it's not a big deal if you don't want me to. I just thought you'd like a friendly face in the audience... for a change."
"No!" You interrupted him. "You can come- if you really want to. I-I'd like it if you were there" you said shyly, feeling your cheeks flush a deep shade of red. Flip smiled and said he couldn't wait and then the conversation switched, but you couldn't pay attention to what he was saying as you felt him reach for your hand and take it in his.
Oh god y/n... what are you doing?
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Alfie's bar was full to the brim despite it being early evening, but thankfully Patrice and Ron has already secured one of the larger booths near the bar. The couple seemed shocked initially, seeing you walk in behind Flip with a shy smile. But soon enough they welcomed you with open arms.
"You guys been at the rink?" Ron asked taking a sip from his beer while Flip was at the bar fetching something for the both of you.
"Yeah, I had training and then we skated for a little while." You said, thinking back to the feeling of his hands on your waist and being so close to him. Ron gave Patrice a knowing smirk, he could tell there was something going on between you and his best pal... despite your current relationship status, so obviously he was rather quizzical of you and what your intentions with Flip were.
It's safe to say that Ron and Patrice were rather protective of Flip, they'd been there for him when Elizabeth left him, when he was at one of his lowest points. So it was clear that they didn't want anyone else to hurt him... especially you or Landers. But they also knew Flip was a big boy, he could certainly look after himself. And the pair did trust you after all.
"Here you are" Flip sat next to you in the booth, sliding a beer bottle in front of you with a smile. You took a small sip before returning his smile and listening into their conversations. You couldn't help but feel out of place in the group, you didn't really know them well, but maybe this would be your opportunity to make friends in Colorado.
The night slipped away from them, everyone engaged in conversation, drinking and dancing. You had somehow persuaded Flip to dance with you, throwing your arms around his neck and your head back with laughter upon seeing his uncomfortable expression.
(Song above) Since I met this little woman I feel it's happened to me And I'm tellin' you It's too late to turn back now I believe, I believe, I believe I'm falling in love
But you didn't care, in that moment you were careless and reckless. You didn't have to think about the world outside the front doors, the looming pressure of Olympic try outs or your life with Landers.
You just had fun, with you new found friends.
Ron and Flip headed back to the bar to get mote drinks in, though Flip would be driving you home so he was taking it easy. "So what's happening here?" Ron asked over the booming music, Flips eyes remaining on your swaying form.
It's too late to turn back now I believe, I believe, I believe I'm falling in love
"Well Ron, we are stood at the bar waiting to be served." He replied snarkily. "You know what I mean Zimmerman, what's up with you and her? There's clearly something going on. She has a boyfriend for god sakes."
"Yeah Ron, and you heard how he talked about her. How he degraded her... I don't know I just" he took a moment to collect his thoughts. "-I just want to see her happy" he looked at you, completely lost in the music and the moment. "I want to make her happy"
I wouldn't mind it if I knew she really loved me too But I'd hate to think that I'm in love alone And nothing that I can do, oh It's too late to turn back now I believe, I believe, I believe I'm falling in love
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