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𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 | 𝐦. 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐳𝐚𝐥

Summary: Mat doesn't think much of it when Tito says that he is going to bring a friend out to the bar. But after seeing her get along famously with the guys and hold her own, Mat finds himself smitten.

When Tito had said that he was going to bring a friend out to boys night, Mat didn't ask questions. Apparently the friend had just moved to New York and needed to do some mingling in the bar scene. For the most part, Tito assured everyone that his new friend would go off on their own- that they just wanted their first introduction to the New York night life to be within close quarters to people they trusted.

It wasn't until Tito showed up with his arm around their shoulders that Mat realized why his friend was making such a fuss.

Y/N was a girl.

Not that he had a problem with that. Saturdays were usually guys night, but he could understand why Y/N wanted to go out on the same night as Tito- if something went wrong, what better way to solve a problem than with a large group of hockey players.

"Hey guys- this is Y/N." Tito smiled brightly as he walked towards the group's usual table. Two booths to the left, tucked in the corner of the restaurant- it was semi private meaning that they had some more peace and quiet to themselves, but still close enough to the action so that they could feel apart of the night.

Y/N waved, her smile never faltering as she was introduced to each one of the guys. She was kind. Her gentle tone being one of the first things that Mat noticed. Her words seemed to flow off her tongue so easily, like she had spent hours practicing them before hand- yet they had a sense of naturalism to them.

His mind was boggled and he couldn't help but choke slightly when she finally got around to introducing herself to him. She shook his hand, her smaller frame being the next thing that Mat noticed. He was taller than her by quite a few inches- but she still looked as though she could hold her own in a fight. It wasn't because she was insanely muscular, or anything physical about her really, she just had a fire in her- a certain intensity.

"Hey." Mathew cleared his throat, still holding a pint of beer in his free hand.

The guys started to crack up as they watched the exchange, Y/N's furrowed brow and quirked lips as she returned Mat's one word greeting. Stepping back from the Canadian the woman smiled.

"Well, as promised, I'm going to leave you guys to your night- have fun!" She raised her own glass, one that she had all but neglected through the introductions. Tito gave her a quick reminder that if she needed anything, she could come to any of the guys, the group reassuring her as well.

As she headed off, Tito couldn't help but slap mat's shoulder playfully. "What the fuck was that?" He laughed. He watched as Mat's face flushed, his jaw clenching and eyes narrowing as he suddenly found his glass to be the most interesting thing in the bar.

"I don't know what you're talking about." He shrugged it off, taking a gulp of his beer.

Their captain, Anders rolled his eyes. Settling back down into the booth as they returned themselves. The crimson floor reflected off the atmosphere of the bar- the dim lights and golden tones bringing a warmth to the establishment. "Barzy- I've seen you with the ladies, not once have you got tongue tied like that."

Tito snickered. "All you said was 'hey' man" he rubbed his face and stifled his laughter.

With his head in his heads, Mat suddenly snapped his neck upwards. "Whats wrong with that?!" He asked. "I greeted her!" He defended himself, turning his baseball cap backwards on his head so that the bill was facing his back.