ladybessyboo asked: high school/college AU, Zach Parise/Ryan Suter
The kid across the bar plays for the other team, the team they’re playing tomorrow. And he’s not a kid, he’s the same age as Ryan. Zach Parise—Ryan remembers his face from all the tape they watched, it’s going to be his job to shut him down tomorrow afternoon.
He catches Ryan’s eye and smiles. Fuck, but he has a great smile.
It would be a lot easier to explain making out with a player from the rival team behind a bar if he was drunk, Ryan thinks idly as Zach kisses across the line of his jaw. Not that he seems to be stopping, since he’s in the process of pulling Zach closer against him.
He’s probably going to regret this tomorrow.
professorbutterscotch asked: jo/nate, snowed in
"Uh," Nate says when he steps back inside, shaking snow out of his hair. "I don’t think you’re making it back to the hotel tonight. You should call someone and let them know."
"That bad already?" Jo asks, frowning.
"The road’s already totally covered," Nate says. "And there’s probably ice I can’t see. It’s not gonna be safe to drive all the way there and back."
Jo shrugs. “Okay.”
"Unless there’s a blizzard we should be fine to get to practice tomorrow," Nate says, smiling as he settles back onto the sofa. "The game’s not till the day after, it’ll be clear by then."
Jo starts the movie back up and lunges across Nate for the chips. He can call later.
There’s a blizzard, an amount of snow that even Nate seems to find vaguely horrifying on the ground when they wake up the next morning.
"Well," Nate says. "I’m not driving in this."
Jo puts his hands up. “Don’t look at me, I live in Florida most of the time. I’ve started panicking and stocking up on canned food when it gets below freezing.”