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.
Thank you all so much for your support and your comments they crack me up so keep them coming.
Story starts moving fast from here xo
-R
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"And in first place with 209 points - Marco Le Mer and Y/N L/N" You had won, first place and qualifying to international standards. Both your free dance and long program with Marco had gone surprisingly well, no stumbles no falls and no last minute changes. All the hard work thus far had paid off and you could finally breath. Fran was ecstatic and so was Marco as you made your way back to the locker room. But your mind was also elsewhere.
For once you felt like you had accomplished something on your own, and you felt free. Your mind still felt like it was spinning when you left the changing rooms, tucked up in your sweatshirt, leggings and long puffer coat.
You made your way to meet Marco and Fran at the exit, but you stopped in your tracks.
They weren't alone.
Beside them stood a towering frame in blue jeans, cowboy boots and a fur lined jacket with his hair almost reaching his shoulders.. you knew exactly who it was. You'd thought about and fanaticised about this man enough to know it was Flip Zimmerman. He turned around and his eyes met yours with a wide smile and you launched yourself into his embrace.
His arms wrapped around your waist and your head rested on his chest, just under his chin. "You came?!" You whispered to him, content and warm in between his bulging arms.
"Of course I did" he said, looking down at you and tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear. He loved seeing you like this, bare faced with flowing hair. You never looked happier.
"So are we going out to celebrate or what?!" Marco chimed in. "Fran? Vino? On me?" He wiggles his eyebrows at Coach and soon enough you were all making your way back to the hotel.
He took your hand in his with a wide grin as the group of you headed out. "Here let me get that." He said to you, looking down to your heavy bags.
"No it's okay I got-" Before you could protest further he took your bag off your shoulder and slung it over his.
"Flip your hurt!" You said only now just noticing his sling, and the wince of pain he tried to conceal. "What happened? The game?" He only gave you a small nod as you continued on your path to his truck, in a comfortable silence. You felt his thumb stroking across your cold knuckles and sighed at the small gesture that managed to warm your heart.
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Flip drove you back to the hotel, happy to see you in the passenger seat of his truck once again. "You really were amazing out there" he simply stated.
