A/N: Jenna x Reader
part 5!
WOOO
HERE WE GO!
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Jenna's POV:
I stir awake and rub my eyes, inhaling softly and I go to turn but before I can, I realise that there is something weighing me down and stopping me from moving— I should actually say someone stopping me from moving. I look and see Y/n's head is still resting on my left boob and her right hand is still on my right boob. I run my hand through her hair, admiring her as she rests peacefully.
"Good morning." I mutter quietly, kissing her head. She groans, clinging onto me.
"No, it's not." She huffs in reply, shaking her head. I chuckle softly and give her head scratches.
"It is."
"Nuh-uh." She denies,
"Look at the window and tell me that it isn't morning, then." I stubbornly reply, hearing her laugh softly.
"I know, I know. I'm kidding." Y/n replies, through soft laughs and looking up at me, chuckling. "What's the plan for today, then?" She asks me, sighing and rubbing her eyes before continuing to cling onto me.
"I'm not sure, I might need to go back to my apartment and ask Aaron about training. He hasn't been training with me recently." I confess to her, seeing Y/n looking up at me and her eyes glancing between mines, her chewing on her bottom lip. "You know, they are more subtle ways of wanting sex, right?"
"Shut up." She replies, looking down and blushing. I laugh and cup her face, kissing her cheeks multiple times. "I don't want sex, baby, I just want to kiss you." She continues onto say, placing a kiss on my lips for a moment before repeatedly kissing all over my face. I smile, giggling at the feeling of her kisses being all over me. "Do you want me to make breakfast? I'm actually pretty hungry." She confesses, shyly. I nod my head lightly, humming.
"Yes, please." I answer, feeling her kiss my cheek as she nods and sits up, cracking her back.
"What would you like for breakfast?" Y/n asks me, I think for a moment, yawning before shrugging.
"I don't know, surprise me." I answer in reply, she hums and gets up, putting on some gray sweatpants and grabbing a hoodie, she goes into the bathroom and brushes her teeth, me being too tired to join her yet I'll brush my teeth in a few, I just want to stay lying down for a moment.
"All right, I'll tell you when breakfast is ready." Y/n replies, I nod my head and watch as she walks toward her door, taking a collected breath before opening the door. It being heard by everyone.
"Aww! There's the girl!" I hear JJ call out, excitedly. Y/n groaning and turning back to me.
"You wanna go out for breakfast instead?" She suggests, I think for a moment, narrowing my eyes and sitting up.
"You know... I kinda wanna stay here." I confess to her, seeing her face fall in disappointment and her shoulders sink, she rests her head against the doorframe and sighs softly.
"So, you still love to torture me." Y/n quips, shutting the door as I hear commotion on the other side of the door while I get dressed and try to wake up but I'm so tired! I genuinely want to go back to bed.
I grab her Jersey and put it on, heading over toward the bathroom and beginning to brush my teeth with the spare toothbrush that's for me. I brush my teeth, looking at myself in the mirror to check if her jersey covers all of me which it does and I can't be bothered trying to find bottoms so I'm just gonna stay in my panties.
***
After brushing my teeth and my hair, I leave the room and head downstairs to see Bobby, JJ, Ben, and Nate sitting on the couch, watching a Hockey game. I look into the kitchen to see Y/n and Henry cooking breakfast for everyone. I head into the kitchen and open the fridge to get a bottle of water, shutting it over and looking for painkillers only for a pat on my shoulder to interrupt me.
"Huh—?" I turn and see Henry have 2 painkillers in his hand. "Oh, thanks, Hen." I thank him, kissing his cheek and smiling widely. Feeling Y/n wrap her arm around my waist and pulling me back, I smile and turn to her, seeing her filling with anger. "Yes?"
"Don't do that again." She demands, leaning in and kissing me, pulling her body against mines and I kiss her back, melting into her. She pulls away and kisses my head. "Now take your painkillers, love." She tells me, I feel myself blush and I take the two painkillers, opening the bottle and swallowing it down with water.
"Hey, Cap, remember training is today." Bobby shouts into the kitchen, glancing over at Y/n.
"What time?" She asks, trying to remember yet I can tell she's so occupied that she can't think.
"5." Henry butts in before Bobby, Bobby huffing.
"Come on, man, I almost had it." Bobby complains, letting his shoulders sink. Y/n turns to me, flipping over a pancake.
"Is that before or after your practice?"
"After." I answer, softly.
"Okay, I can watch you and dickface at training then get ready for my training." Y/n explains her plan to me, making me laugh at her name for Aaron, it's not like he doesn't deserve it, he definitely does deserve it. "That okay with you or will I be too distracting?" She teases, I roll my eyes and shake my head, taking a sip of my water.
"You won't distract me, I am professional." I counter, noticing her raise her eyebrows and hum softly, smiling as she looks down at the pancakes. "Wha—? What's that face for?" I ask her, speaking softly and standing up, walking over toward her.
"Nothing, nothing." Y/n denies, shaking her head. A wide smile on her face, I hit her arm, her wincing in pain, glancing at her arm then at me. "What the hell was that for?"
"I am professional." I state, crossing my arms.
"Yes, I... I know that." She replies, beginning to smile again. I roll my eyes and try to walk away yet she wraps her arms around my waist and moves me between her and the counter, resting her chin on my left shoulder. "I—I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I shouldn't laugh." She confesses to me, my arms still crossed over my chest. "I promise, I won't laugh. Just you get so serious about skating, it's admirable and very cute." She explains to me, making me smile softly as I look over at her, narrowing my eyes and trying to wipe my smile away yet I can't help it.
"You mean that?" I ask her, looking into her eyes and seeing her nod her head, resting her forehead against mines.
"I mean it." She states, nodding her head lightly before placing a kiss on my nose and then flipping the pancake again before taking it off of the pan and setting it down on the rack. "All right, I have enough for one each so far." She announces, the boys getting up and in a line, Y/n places a pancake in each of their plates that are in their hands. Muttered 'Thank you's' becoming a sort've hum in the apartment. "You're welcome." Another pancake, new plate. "You're welcome." Another pancake, new plate. "You're welcome."
"What about you? Where's yours?" I ask her, looking at the rack and seeing one for me and Henry but none for her.
"Oh, uh..." She inhales softly before beginning to make a new pancake. "not hungry."
"Hey, I know that excuse." I begin, pointing at her chest. "You are, you just don't wanna eat."
"I do wanna eat but I'll eat when I get hungry which will be later." Y/n quips, I huff, resting my chin on her chest and looking up at her.
"Will you please make yourself a pancake for me?" I ask her, noticing her glance down at me and when she does, I give her my best flattering look yet she just kisses my forehead and continues to cook. I huff, feeling myself sink slightly, I turn to see what she's doing as I'm not great at making pancakes so, I might as well watch and learn from the pancake pro.
***
I'm tying my laces for my skates, waiting for Aaron yet I haven't seen him at all. I didn't see his car, I didn't see him inside, I don't think he's in the changing room. I don't know where he is and he won't answer my messages, so, he's either missing out voluntarily or running really late. I notice Coach Medina sigh, crossing his arms.
"Is Aaron gonna be here or not?" Medina asks, seeming annoyed.
"I'm not sure, we kinda had a falling out." I inform him, setting my right foot down and moving my left foot up to me to tie my laces.
"Falling out? What kinda falling out?"
"I don't know, apparently he was under feeding me and Y/n got mad at him and they already don't like each other, so, he's not been answering my messages or anything." I explain to him, noticing him look at my surprise.
"Excuse me?"
"It's true, sir. Here was her timetable before I fixed it to actually help her." Y/n butts in, coming out of nowhere, handing it to him and I notice his face fill with anger as he reads all the foods I used to eat.
"And now? What is it now?" He asks, glancing between us. I look up at Y/n and see her look down at me, I sigh, digging into my bag and pulling it out. I hand it to him and see him take it and begin to compare it, seeing his face rest. "Now this is the right amount of food you're supposed to be eating, I'm gonna talk to Aaron and he is going to be in big trouble." He explains to us, handing me my food timetable back and putting it in my bag. "Do you want to train and when Aaron gets here, if he does, I'll talk to him."
"Is he gonna be mad at me?"
"Say it was me." Y/n butts in, glancing at me. "Say that I came to you without Jenna knowing so that he won't get mad at you." She explains, I look up at her, tugging on her jersey that's over her hoodie, wanting her to stop talking and suggesting a crazy idea.
"No, it's fine—"
"—Jenna, love, he's a bad guy. I don't want you to feel guilty for 'going behind his back' when you haven't." Y/n expresses to me, sitting beside me and holding my hands and moving them into her lap. "Just let me take the blame and you can stay with me— you can continue to stay."
"Are you sure?" I ask her, speaking quietly.
"Of course, I want nothing more than to know that you are okay and if you ever need alone time or space, just say it and I will give you it and make sure everyone else gives you it." Y/n expresses to me, I feel my lips tug upwards into a smile, seeing her eyes soften and her breath hitch. "What? What're you smiling about?" She asks me, I lean in, cupping her face and kissing her lips. She kisses me back and her hand rests on my back, her leaning more into me. I pull away and head onto the rink, going through the routine but instead with Aaron, by myself.
***
I'm taking a water break and we have about 15 minutes left till practice is done and I see Emma rushing in, adjusting her hoodie and running her hand through her hair as she jogs over toward me, her arms wrapping around me and hugging me. I hug her back.
"What's wrong, Em?" I ask her, softening my voice as I hear her let out a soft sob.
"Emma, what's wrong? Are you okay?" I hear Y/n ask her, resting her hand on her back. Emma wrapping her arm around Y/n's waist, pulling her into the hug. I move my arm around Y/n and we all hug, comforting Emma. She pulls away and I wipe her tears away for her and rub her back.
"What happened, Em?"
"A—Aaron! He's such an asshole! I just want to ditch him, I don't even know why I talk to the asshole." Emma complains, whimpering and letting out a sob before leaning into Y/n. Y/n looks at me in surprise but wraps her arms around her waist and hugs her, rubbing her back.
"I'm sorry, want me to go fight him?"
"No."
"Don't you dare." Me and Emma say over one another, Y/n nodding her head understandingly.
"Okay, okay. Just a good suggestion." She comments, speaking quietly while me and Emma continue to talk. I notice Henry come in and he sees Emma, gasping and smiling before getting closer and hearing her sobs.
"Baby— Baby, hey, hey, hey, what's going on?" Henry asks her, rubbing her back and Emma glances at him and Y/n removes herself from Emma and lets the two talk and hug. Henry filling with anger. "I swear, I'm gonna kill him."
"I'm joining." Y/n butts in, I hit her arm, seeing her hiss and cover where I hit. I gasp softly, rubbing it and looking at her.
"Sorry, love." I apologise, kissing her cheek. Looking away and in the corner of my eyes, I see her smirking. For fuck sake, she played me! I swear, she's such a baby sometimes...
"It's fine, I just..." Emma sighs, letting her shoulders fall. "I—I don't want to live with him anymore, I really don't." She continues onto say, me and Y/n share a look at one another and I begin to tell her my plans with moving in with Y/n and the guys and how it might be good for her to join us, I don't wanna lose contact with her.
"You should, everyone would be more than happy for both of you to stay with us." Henry expresses to us, me and Emma offering a smile to one another. Already knowing that we both want too stay with them.
*****
I'm with Y/n and Emma and we're all at the mall, doing some shopping— well, I say we. Me and Emma are while Y/n is carrying our bags and just letting us talk. Whenever we ask for her opinion, she'll give it yet she'll mostly just listen. Henry was supposed to join us yet he realised that he had a class.
"Do you wanna go to Forever 21?" Emma suggests, I hum in agreement, us heading toward it as Y/n walks behind us. She isn't even on her phone or listening to music, she's genuinely just listening to us and offering a beautiful smile whenever I look back at her to see if she's okay.
"Do you want me to take a bag, love?" I offer, speaking quietly as Emma is telling me a story and walking ahead a little, glancing back at her to see her shake her head lightly.
"It's okay, I got it." She replies, speaking quietly before looking over at Emma. I continue to look at her and see her listening intently, hanging onto every word and nodding her head, before glancing at me and sending me a short smile. Looking over toward Emma and continuing to listen, I look over at Emma, trying to listen yet I can't take my eyes off of Y/n and how sweet she is. She looks like a golden retriever unsure of where she's going but just walking.
We head into Forever 21 and I notice her chew on her bottom lip as she follows us and offers her compliments whenever we're unsure on a certain t-shirt, shorts, jeans, whatever. Whatever it is, she compliments.
"Baby, are you okay?" I ask her, speaking quietly, noticing her nod her head. "Can I get a verbal answer?"
"I—I'm fine." She answers, heading toward a seating area and sitting down, exhaling softly and taking out a pill bottle and digs into one of the bags, pulling out her water and taking a pill and drinking water.
"What was that?" I ask her, sitting down beside her and seeing her put the pills back in one of the bags.
"My anxiety meds, why?" She asks, I feel myself sink, becoming guilty as I thought she had a drug addiction or something.
"O—Oh..." I let out, softly. "How come, love? Have you got bad anxiety?" I ask her, she nods her head slowly and rests her head on my shoulder, I wrap my arms around her and kiss her cheek, seeing her blush softly.
"Thank you." She mutters quietly offering a shy smile before looking away, "You don't have to stay with me if you don't wanna, I don't mind."
"I wanna be with you, I promise." I assure her, seeing her eyes soften, she kisses my head and we catch up with Emma, Y/n giving her advice and those two getting along quite well, it's really cute.
*****
I'm sitting in the stands, watching Y/n at a game. I really like supporting her at her games, it's one of my favourite activities at the moment. I'm watching as she speeds to the end, tackling someone and immediately getting into a spot.
"Did I miss anything?" I hear Emma ask, snacking on a hot dog she just got. I ignore. Watching as she gets the puck, hitting it in. It's a bullet top left. Everyone cheers, standing up. She celebrates, smiling widely and her entire team celebrates with her.
"Jenna." I hear my name being called, I feel Emma tug on my right arm and I look to see Aaron, glancing around and seeing that he is looking for us. I immediately sit down, both of us, heading closer toward coach. "What're you gonna do?"
"I don't know."
"We moved out without him knowing." Emma reminds me, I sigh, dragging my hands down my face.
"I know."
"He's gonna kill us."
"I know."
"We need Y/n."
"I... know." I sigh, tilting my head back and seeing her skate toward me but I point toward Aaron, seeing her face fall and immediately head toward the bench. She takes her helmet off and shakes her head, running her hand through her head. She says something to the coach and heads out back so I go to meet with her, Emma coming with me.
"Are you two okay?" Y/n asks, panicked. Her rushing toward us and having her arms around us while me and Emma are hugging.
"Yeah, we're fine. I don't think he saw us." Emma answers in reply, glancing around.
"Do you want me to try and get you two on the bench?" Y/n offers, sounding out of breath. I glance at Emma, seeing her shake her head.
"No, it's okay. We'll be—"
"—Ah," I hear Aaron's voice echo down the hall, we all turn to see him, walking towards us. "so this is where you are." He announces, walking towards us.
"Ooh, we got pissy boy." Y/n teases, smiling at me and Emma before looking at him.
"Fuck off, Y/n." Aaron tells her, "I need a private chat with my friends." he continues onto say, stepping toward us and Y/n steps in front of me and Emma.
"Ooh, stern face." She teases, smiling. "Now say, 'Go away or I'll make you go away'." She continues onto tease, grinning ear-to-ear.
"Shut up, and fuck off. Don't you have a match on right now?"
"Well, things are more important than a stupid game, plus..." She glances at me and I send her a soft smile, noticing her turn back to Aaron. "these girls are worth way more to me than some game." She confesses to him, I feel myself smile and I notice Emma's eyes soften as she looks at Y/n. "So, I'm not going anywhere."
"Fuck off, seriously—"
"—Just because your mad that they left you and came to live with us, doesn't mean that they are gonna want to talk to you." She counters, Aaron grips her t-shirt and holds her against the wall.
"Go away, Y/n. Otherwise I will hurt you."
"Is that so, buttercup?" She asks, grinning. She squeezes his nose and shakes his head lightly, chuckling softly before releasing his nose and patting his cheek. "Oh, Aaron. You dumb fuck."
"Don't!" He yells at me, I see Emma getting the coach and coach comes out, going to break them apart yet Y/n hits him, "Fuck!" he exclaims, whimpering and looking at me. He grips my wrists and leans in, going to kiss me. His lips rest against my cheek before he grunts and attempts to try and kiss Emma, holding her down. I gasp. I feel his lips pull away from Emma and Y/n tackles him into the wall, punching him multiple times.
"Y/n— Y/n, stop!" I try to stop her and she goes to punch him but coach grabs her, pulling her away.
"Go! Go play, I'll handle him."
"Fuck..." Y/n hisses, shaking her hand and clenching her jaw. I rush toward her and rest my hand on her cheeks, looking at her worriedly.
"Are you okay? Are you hurt?"
"No, no. I'm okay. I'm fine." She denies, resting her hands on my wrists, melting into me. "Are you okay? What a fucking cun—"
"—Go play, baby, we'll catch up. I promise."
"Are you sure?" She asks, I nod my head and kiss her cheek, her smiling widely and moving away before resting her hands on Emma. "Em, are you okay? Is everything alright?" She asks, Emma nods her head and clings onto her, Y/n hugs her back, rubbing her back.
"Do you have to go?" Emma asks her, speaking softly. Y/n moves away and rests her hands on her forearm,
"Not if you two don't want me too."
"N—No. No, go. It's... We'll be fine." Emma tells her, clinging onto me and both of us hugging into one another. I send her a bittersweet smile, seeing her head back out and get back onto the ice while me and Emma are being told to sit on the bench, so, we head out onto the bench. Both of us shaking at what just happened.
"Fuck Aaron." I let out, shaking my head and seeing Emma look at me before facing ahead and sighing softly, nodding her head. Not saying anything for a moment.
"Fuck him." She spits, her shoulders falling and both of us clinging onto one another.
***
The match is done and our team won! I'm so glad that we won! I notice Y/n not even celebrate, she immediately hops over the fence and hugs me and Emma, checking on us, not celebrating and taking us to her changing rooms. She takes her skates off and cleans them, wiping them and then puts them away in her bag.
"Are you two gonna be okay? Do you know what happened to Aaron?" Y/n asks, taking her Jersey off and putting it in her back and beginning to take off all the body protection so that she can put her hoodie on.
"No. I don't really want too."
"But what does that mean for you, love?" She asks, putting on a black hoodie with white words on it that I can't read, it might be her Represent hoodie that she's been obsessed with ever since she got it.
"What do you mean?"
"Are you going to have to find a new partner or are you getting pulled out of the competition? What's happening?" She asks me, taking her pants off and Emma gasping, her eyes fixating on Y/n's boxers and her buldge.
"Don't stare at her dick." I tell her off, noticing Emma's eyes not move away from Y/n's dick.
"I can't help it, it's so big." She replies, I hit her in the arm, her exclaiming in pain and holding her arm in pain, covering her eyes.
"So?" Y/n asks, shuffling around as she tries to move her legs into her gray sweatpants. She finally stops moving around and begins to put different socks on, looking at me expectantly.
"I... I don't know. I mean, I'm not really wanting to go solo but I might have too." I express to her, shrugging. "If I want to continue my dream, then I'll have too." I continue onto explain, noticing her shoulders fall in disappointment. I look to see Emma peaking before huffing and letting her hand remove from her eyes and rest at her sides, her shoulders falling in disappointment. I roll my eyes, shaking my head lightly, trying not to smile.
"Can you not find another partner?"
"No, it'll take too long. The competition is in about a week, maybe less."
"And the solo competition?"
"Three days." I answer, she sighs and runs her hand through her hair, trying to think as her right leg bounces. I head toward her bag, digging for her anxiety meds and I get her water, I hand it to her and she looks up, seeing me handing them to her. She sighs and takes a pill, downing it with water. "It's okay, Y/n."
"No, it's not. You've trained endlessly only to be fucking disappointed." Y/n counters, looking at me and resting her shoulders. "You deserve better, so much better."
"I have you."
"But..." She sighs and rubs her eyes, "I don't know how to help and sort this out so that you can compete, it's—"
"—It's not your problem to fix, darling." I remind her, rubbing her shoulders and pulling her closer to me. She rests her head on my shoulder and pulls me closer to her, hearing her let out a soft breath and I notice her shoulders sink. "For the rest of the year, I can train for next year's solo competition. This year, I can focus on supporting my favourite player of my favourite team." I confess to her, noticing her look at me. I cup her face in my hands, stroking her cheekbone and feeling her face melt into my hands.
"Are you going to be okay with doing that?" She offers, I nod my head and smile widely, biting my bottom lip.
"I will, yes." I confirm, she nods her head and sits up a little. I notice Emma sit beside her and nudge her lightly.
"Just means we get to annoy you even more." Emma adds, earning a laugh from Y/n who wraps her arms around both of us and pulls us in for a hug. "Okay, okay, you might have a big dick but you need to shower." She comments, Y/n blushing shyly and looking at me, while I look at Emma in shock. "I'm gonna go find my boyfriend, you two can have a cute moment." She continues onto say, making me and Y/n laugh as we lean more into one another, watching her leave and the door shut.
"My god." I let out, shaking my head and smiling widely.
"She is crazy..." Y/n comments, laughing softly. "But she's a good friend— an amazing friend for you." She adds, looking over at me and kissing my head. "So, are you sure that you want to change into a soloist?" She asks me, speaking softly. I nod my head and rest my hand on her thigh, rubbing her thigh.
"I'm gonna be fine, love." I confess to her, resting my hand on her cheek, stroking her cheek bone. "I promise you." I continue onto say, seeing her smile softly
"You sure?"
"I'm sure." I agree, nodding my head lightly. I notice her smile and we get ready to leave and head outside, heading home. Together.
*****
I feel arms wrap around my waist as I'm learning how to cool from JJ, I don't really know what we're making.
"Hi." She whispers to me, kissing my neck and smiling softly. "How're you feeling?" She asks me, her voice quiet and soft and angelic.
"I'm okay, love." I answer in reply, resting my hand on her cheek and stroking her cheekbone. "Everything's gonna be okay."
"Yeah." Y/n answers in reply, rubbing my stomach and kissing my head.
Everything is gonna be just fine.
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