Acatalepsy; auston matthews

• twenty-two •

After reading a few articles Auston let out a quiet groan and closed google. He didn't bother reading all the messages from his friends, but did check the group chat him and the others had that didn't include Babs.

He quickly scrolls and skins his message list getting more and more agitated that everyone is asking if he's okay. Of course he's okay, it sucked, but he's fine. Everyone asking if he was fine had really started to annoy him.

Frustration eventually wins and Auston tosses his phone across the bed. As if on cue it starts to ring and he sprawls across the bed on his stomach to reach.

"Hello?"

"Hey. I thought I'd call and see how you-"

Auston froze not believing that his number had been given to out again.

"Don't call again." He was stern, but whispered and hung up. Now he was more pissed off trying to figure out how she even got his number in the first place.

He sat up in bed and ruffled his hair trying to fix the bad case of bed head he had before deciding it wasn't worth fixing. Instead he found the energy to get up and see if Jessica had left.

On his way to the living room he sent Gards a text to check in. The poor guy had one of the worst games of his career but the team lost that game, not him and definitely not Freddie who stole them game 5 and 6.

Auston spotted Jessica curled up on his couch reading a book. So into the story that she apparently hadn't heard him enter the room. He smiled knowing she was his and he knew how lucky he was to have someone like her by his side.

"Aus?" She broke him out of his thoughts. "You're staring?" she stated softly, except it was more of a question of why he was staring.

"I'm just thinking," Auston smiled and sat next to her. "I'm really glad you're apart of my life."

She smiled and curled into his side a little, setting the book on the coffee table.

Auston's phone rings again and as he pulls it from his pocket Jessica gets a glimpse of the person calling; the same number that had already texted him earlier.

He quickly dismissed the call.

"You can get that- I don't mind," Jessica offers.

Auston shrugs. "If it's important they'll leave a message."

Jessica forced a small smile. "Right. Are you hungry?" she changed the subject.

"A little, are you?" he wondered. "You wouldn't be asking if you weren't hungry," he finally clued in.

Jessica stood up and pulled him up with her. "I noticed you had a lot of cook books? I don't know if you're a good cook, but how about I find out?" the two walked into the kitchen.

Auston chuckled. "Only if you agree to help. Cooking it more fun when you have good help."

"Full disclosure, I burn water," Jessica joked as Auston found some different things to cook with. He had very little, but managed to come up with a more ingredients than Jessica imagined he would.

Though they ended up just making grilled cheeses since it was quick and simple.

Auston's phone rang again while they were cooking which finally made Jessica ask him. "Who is it?"

"I don't recognize the number and they haven't left me a voicemail or text to say who they are," Auston lied. He knew exactly who it was, but he'd deal with it later.

"Oh," Jessica handed Auston his plate.

They spent the day relaxing like planned, but Jessica had felt tense after he kept declining the calls. who missed him? she wondered.

"I'm going back to work," Jessica announced not long before she planned on heading home.

"Really? So soon?" Auston worried.

"Tomorrow, I'll be there for the locker clean outs," Jessica explained.

Auston smiled. "Well it's good you're getting back to what's normal. that's good."

"Yeah, I'm excited," she intertwined her fingers with Auston's as a rerun of The Office played in the background.

They stayed that way until Jessica left.

Auston dreaded having to deal with the problem who wouldn't stop calling; so instead he turned his phone on silent and went to bed.
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