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୨୧ welcome to the adore you masterlist !
୨୧ in which . . . emersyn hasn't been to the hughes lake house since her crush on her best friend's older brother was exposed but one summer when she decides to come back, quinn begins to see the singer in an entirely new light.
୨୧ emersyn's profile ─── jack's best friend
blurbs ─── ⋆✩⋆ ୨୧ her relationship with quinn ୨୧ her relationship with jack & luke ୨୧ her relationship with justin & hailey
imagines ─── ⋆✩⋆ ୨୧ rejections hurts pt. one୨୧ cruel summer pt. two ^୨୧ closure pt. three ^
instagram ─── ⋆✩⋆ ୨୧ first summer back ୨୧ life support
꒰ఎ REJECTION HURTS! ━━ PART ONE
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⋆✩⋆ ─── part two part three
⋆✩⋆ ─── IN WHICH . . . luke overhears a conversation between jack and emersyn that he shouldn't have been listening to, and it ends in rejection, embarrassment and the end of emersyn's stay at the lake house for a while.
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July 9, 2013
"I don’t wanna tell him!” Luke stops as the hushed voiced of Emersyn and Jack through the locked door of Jack’s bedroom.
"Why not?! This could be a good thing, and you could end up being my sister in the far future!” The youngest of the Hughes clan tilts his head to the side, face scrunched up in confusion as he walks closer to the door to hear better.
“No, Jack. Quinn is never going to know about my crush on him.”
“Alright! Fine! Your secret is safe with me.”
Hours later, Jack and Emersyn had joined their brother’s and the boys' friends, and everyone had begun to notice how weird Luke was being.
“Luke!” Jack snaps over at his little brother, who was shaking the entire table they were all sat at, a deck of cards passed around all of them.
“Stop shaking the tab—,”
"Emmie has a crush on Quinn!”
Everything falls silent as Emersyn sits frozen in her spot, everyone looking between the girl and the oldest brother.
“Awe, Quinn!”
“The baby has a crush on you!”
Emerysn can feel the tears weld up in her eyes as Quinn’s friends started to tease her.
“Emmie, I don’t like you like that.” Quinn laughed in her direction. “I — You're like my sister. I would never like you as more than that.”
“Em, I’m sorry.” Luke frowns as she stands up and quickly rushes out of the room.
“Nice going, idiot.” Jack scoffed, rushing after his best friend, “Emmie! Emersyn!”
June 8, 2014
“What?!” Jack stares at his mom in disbelief as Luke and Quinn follow their dad into the lake house.
“What’s going on?” Quinn frowned at the upset look on his brother's face.
“This is your fault!” Jack spins around to look at his younger brother.
“What’s going on?” Jim looks at his wife for the answer to his and his son’s question.
“Claire just called; she says that Emmie decided she was going to California for the summer instead of joining us all here.” Ellen said, “She’s gonna spend the summer with her cousins.”
“If Luke wouldn’t have opened his big mouth last summer and Quinn wasn’t scared to admit that he liked her, then Emmie would be here!” Jack stomped up the stairs and slamming the door to his room shut.
June 10, 2015
“I’m sorry, Jack.” Emersyn frowns as she sits in the airport with her phone pressed against her ear. “I’m gonna spend another summer in Cali.”
“What? Emmie…is this about—,”
“Yeah.” She sighs, “I can avoid him at school, and around our houses, but I can’t avoid him for three months without thinking about him rejecting my feelings for him. Even if it did happen two years ago.”
Its Jacks turn to sigh, “No, I get it. At least keep me updated. And promise that you’ll call and text me.”
“I will.”
"Love you, Jackie.”
“Love you, Emmie."
June 4, 2017
“Have you heard from Emersyn?” Quinn leaned against Jack’s door in the lake house, arms crossed over his chest, “Is she coming this year?”
Jack scoffed, “No. She’s going back to Cali, again. Where she’s been going for the last couple of years.”
“Is she—,”
“No, okay. Don’t. This is your fault and Luke’s.” Jack tells his older brother.
“How is this our faults?”
“Because! It’s Luke’s fault for listening to something that didn’t concern him and telling you about it! And it’s your fault because you embarrassed her in front of all of your little friends you had over! And you know what? I wouldn’t blame her if she didn’t step another foot in this lake house.”
“Maybe I can call her—,”
“Don’t bother.” Jack mumbles as he brushed by him, “She changed her number a year ago.”
June 22, 2017
“Wait, Emmie’s calling me.” Jack pulls his phone out as he sits around a fire pit with a few friends, putting the phone on speaker. “Hey, Emmie!”
“Jack! You will never fucking believe what just happened the other night!” Emersyn’s excited squeal filled the night air.
Jack laughed at her excitement, “By the sound of it, something crazy happened.”
“Yes! So, Ava and some of her friends took me to this karaoke bar that lets teens in every now and then, and of course they forced me to get up and sing—.”
“As they should have.” Jack cuts her off, “You have the voice of a fucking angel!”
“Thank you! Anyway, so as we’re walking out, I bump into someone and it’s Justin fucking Bieber!” Another squeal leaves her lips, “He goes on about how he’s just walking and head me singing so he had to walk on and check out it. Then he tells me that he wants to sigh me to his label!”
“But, because I’m only 17, I had to call mom and dad! then yesterday, I called Justin, and he automatically signed me to his label!”
“Emmie! That’s amazing!” Jack is smiling so hard his face begins to hurt.
“But that means that I gotta move to California.”
The smile slowly begins to face from Jack’s face before he stands up, taking the phone off of speaker and walks towards the lake house, his voice fading as he talked, “What do you mean you’re moving to California?!”
Quinn stares out at the burning flames in the fire pit, a frown on his face and an unfamiliar feeling of dread deep in his stomach as his brother’s words circled around in his head.
Was Emersyn really going to move to California?
June 29, 2017
“Do you have everything that you’re taking with you?” Jack sits on the end of Emersyn’s bed as he looks around at the near empty room.
“Yeah, I think so.” The brunette nodded plopped down next to him, laying her head on his shoulder, “It’s weird.”
“Leaving?”
“Yeah, this is the only place I’ve known since I was eight. Now I’m moving out to California.” She sighs, “We haven’t been apart since I started going to California.”
“We’ll have FaceTime, text. And when I’m drafted for hockey, wherever I go, then we can fly to each other.” Jack smiles as he looks at the wall ahead of him. “Are you gonna say goodbye to Luke and Quinn?”
“Luke, yes. Quinn…. I don’t know.” Emersyn frowned. “I’m not embarrassed anymore that he rejected me in front of his friends, I think I’m more hurt over the fact that I’ve been in love with him since before I even knew what love was. And he laughed and brushed it away as if it meant absolutely nothing to him.”
“Emmie, everyone can see that Quinn looks at you more than just a sister. Even then, but he’s been quieter since you stopped coming to the lake house. I think you should say bye to him.”
“Okay.”
She never did.
꒰ఎ CRUEL SUMMER! ━━ PART TWO
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⋆✩⋆ ─── part one part three
⋆✩⋆ ─── IN WHICH . . . emersyn surprises her best friend by showing up at the lake house, and quinn soon goes to his brother when he realizes his feelings for the singer.
⋆✩⋆ ─── feel free to send in any request for things you want to see in this series, or in any of the other series on my page. Or if you just want to share some thoughts about what you read, or if you want to talk about oc's!
June 1, 2022
“Hi, Emmie, we miss you!?”
“Mama H!” Emersyn cheers as the woman answers her FaceTime call.
“Is that Emmie?!”Jim’s face appears next to his wife’s, ginning widely at the girl he saw as his daughter. “Hey, superstar!”
“Hey, Papaw H! How are you guys?” She asked, looking off screen as a voice calls her name, “The blue one, Justin!”
“We’re good, honey! What with the call?” Jim asked the brunette as he smiled.
“Well, I wanted to let the two of you be the first to know that I’m coming to the lake house risk summer!”
A gasp leaves Ellen’s lips as a smile makes its way onto her face, “Are you serious?!”
“Yes! I feel like it’s been a long time coming, and besides, I miss everyone.” Emersyn pouts, “And with mom and dad going on their little getaway and Ryder busy with his own life, I need this.”
“I’ve been telling you that you need a break!” A male voice calls throughout the background just as a shirt lands on her head.
“Justin! Stop messing up my bedroom! Go home to your wife!”
“You said you would go get waffles with me!”
“Ugh! Fine! I’ll see you guys in a couple of days! Love ya’ll!”
“We love you, sweetheart!” Ellen blows the young woman a kiss before hanging up, “Oh, I’m so happy! Our girl is coming home for the summer!”
Jim smiles sweetly at his wife, his own excitement building up in his chest, “Maybe this is the summer where Quinn will get his head out of his ass and finally admit that he’s had feelings for her from the very first summer she stopped coming.”
June 10, 2022
The slick black car pulled into the driveway of the Hughes lake house, cars piled up outside from the amount of people staying there this summer.
Choosing to get her stuff from the trunk later, the brunette girl bounces up the stairs and knocks on the door.
The red wooden door opens up and Emersyn grins when she notices that Ellen is the one to open it.
“Emmie, my sweet girl!” Ellen pulls her into a tight hug, both women hugging each other for dear life, “Oh, I’ve missed you so much!”
“I missed you! You’re making me cry!” Emersyn can feel herself tear up as they pull away from each other, the brunette wiping her tears away.
“I heard our girls voice!” Jim’s booming voice filled the air as he comes around the corner, straight to the girl he had practically helped raise since she was eight. “Hi, honey.”
“Hi.”
“Come on, all the boys are out on the dock.” Jim leads the girl towards the back door as his wife follows along. “Hey, boys! Look what that cat dragged in!”
Everyone turns in the direction of Jim's voice, shouts of happiness leaving the lips of those who knew Emersyn on a personal level as they rushed to hug her, all of them talking over each other.
But two people stood off to the side, both with totally different emotions swirling around.
Jack stood with a dropped jaw, tears pooling as he it had been years since they had spent a summer with each other. Of course, the two talked on the daily and texted, checking up on each other. And Emersyn had been to a handful of his hockey games while Jack tried to go to as many concerts of hers as he could.
But they hadn’t actually spent a summer together since the summer that Quinn had embarrassed her after Luke spilled her secret about her crush on Quinn — one that was still so much present even though it had been years.
Quinn sat off to the side, his entire body frozen as he takes in the girl standing in front of him. The two hadn’t talked since that one summer. And every time Quinn tried to get Jack to give him the singers new number, his brother always refused.
If she wanted him to have it, then she would’ve given it to him.
“Holy, fu— is this real?” Jack asked from his place, watching as his best friend nodded her head.
“Hi, Jacky.”
And that’s all it took for the two best friends to rush towards each other, Jack picking the brunette up to hold her to him tightly, the middle Hughes boy swaying them slightly.
“Are you here for the summer?” He mumbles in her neck, only loud enough for her to hear.
“Yes. I decided that it—,”
“No. Let me help you get your stuff up to your room.” Jack cuts her off, placing a hand on the small of her back, pushing her towards the inside of the lake house.
It’s quiet as Jack watches Emersyn unpacking her stuff in the bedroom that was designated for her when she came to the Lake House for the summer, which for the last nine years had stayed empty.
“The entire summer?”
Emersyn laughs as she pushes the now empty suitcase under the bed, “I’m here the entire summer. Well, I do have to fly back to California in a couple of days just for a concert. I promised Justin I’d come sing Overboard with him.”
Jack nods as she comes to sit next to him on the bed, “How’s that crush on Quinn?”
Emersyn groans, throwing herself back as she uses the palms of her hands to cover her eyes, “You would think that after nine years, and one toxic ass relationship, that I wouldn’t have one anymore but it hasn’t gone away.”
“Might help if you stopped watching his games, or stopped looking over his Instagram, or let me set you up on a date with —,”
“I’m not going on a date with anybody for your team.” She cuts his off, “Dawson and Nico are great guys, but no.”
“Worth a shot.” He shrugged.
“I tried really hard to forget about my crush on Quinn, but it seems impossible. And I know that he doesn’t feel the same way, he made that pretty clear in 2013, but….,”
“You want him to return the feelings.” Jack smiles softly.
“Yeah.” Emersyn sighs, “God, that sounds so stupid.”
“Maybe one day he will. It’d be nice if you were my sister one day.” Jack smirks, nudging his foot with hers before the smirk drops, “I don’t know how I’d feel about it though.”
“What do you mean?” She sits up, eyebrows pinched together is confusion.
“Emmie, he broke your heart to the point that you haven’t been here is nine years. He let his friends laugh at you. He embarrassed you.” Jack shakes his head, “He’s by brother, and I love him, but your my sister and I love you just as much.”
“Jack! Stop hogging Emmie!” Trevor rushed into the bedroom, cutting off the conversation between the two best friends as he picks the singer up and throws her over his shoulder.
“Trevor!” Emersyn squealed, clutching tightly to his sides to make sure she wouldn’t slip from his grip. “Put me down!”
“I don’t think so, pop star.”
June 11, 2022
Emersyn had officially made it an entire day without talking to Quinn. Trevor and Jack had done a great job at keeping her as far away from her as possible.
But this morning as she was sitting on the porch, watching the sun rise, she had no luck seeing as she was the only one awake.
“Hey.” Quinn comes to sit in the empty seat next to her.
“Hi.” She doesn’t turn her head to look at him as he shoulders tense.
Quinn notices the way she rubs the palms of her hands on her bare thighs, a habit that she picked up on when she was nervous about something.
“How’s things in sunny California?” He asked, leaning back in his seat.
“Good. I finally moved out of Justin’s place.” Emersyn nods, “Which isn’t all too great ‘cause I live next door and he can just walk in whenever he feels like it.”
Having been a minor when she first moved to California, her parents staying in Michigan, she needed an adult to live with, and Justin offered to be her legal guardian until she was old enough.
And the brunette wanted to move out whenever Hailey had moved in with him, but both told her to stay, and she ended up doing that until about a months ago.
“Emmie.” The door slides open and Luke pops his head out with a pout, “Will you make me some of your pancakes?”
A giggle leaves her lips as she stands up, walking towards him, “Come on you big baby.”
Quinn watches the girl walk inside with his youngest brother, a sign leaving his lips as he throws his head back, “I am so fucked.”
June 14, 2022
“We need to talk.” Quinn shuts Jack’s bedroom door as the Devil’s player was trying to find a specific t-shirt that Emersyn had asked him to get so that she could throw it over her swim suit.
“Talk about what?” Jack doesn’t turn from his closet as he pushes clothes around.
“I’m in love with Emersyn.”
Jack freezes as the words come from his brother’s mouth, t-shirt clutches tightly in his fist before he shakes his head, “No.”
“No? What do you mean ‘no’?” Quinn looks at his brother in confusion as Jack turns to him.
“You think I’m going to let you love my best friend after what happened?” Jack asked, a dry chuckle leaving his lips. “Think again.”
“Jack—,”
“No. It has been nine years since I’ve spent an entire summer with Emmie because of you.” Jack tells him, “Hell, she didn’t even come to Luke’s first NHL game that she promised him she would come to because she didn’t want to face you.”
“I know! Jack, I was 13–,”
“I don’t give a damn if you were 31! Emmie has spent her entire life trying to please you, to make you see her as more than my best friend!” Jack’s voice grew louder as his grip on the t-shirt got tighter, knuckles turning white out of anger. “I’ll be damned if you hurt her all over again!”
“Jack—,”
“Tell her.”
“What? No!”
Jack’s jaw flexes as he clenches down on his teeth, “Either you tell her right now, or I do it.”
“That’s not fair.”
“Not fair? You what’s not fair?! Her being gone for nine years, not wanting to step foot into this lake house, because you hurt her and embarrassed her!” Jack’s voice carried throughout the house as he makes his way down the stairs, feet pounding loudly with each step that he took.
“Jack! Stop!”
“Emmie!” Jack calls out for the girl as he holds the t-shirt out to her.
“Oh, thank yo—,”
“Quinn is in love with you.”
Silence falls over the entire lake house, Emersyn's standing in shock as she holds the t-shirt in her hand.
"Jack." Quinn hisses, not able to tear his gaze away from the fallen expression on Emersyn's face. "Emmie."
"Stop." Her voice cracks as she holds a hand up, pushing the t-shirt into his chest as she walks by him and heads up the stairs.
"Seriously?" Quinn looks at his little brother before following after the brunette, "Emmie! Hey, Emersyn, talk to me!"
"What the hell just happened?" Trevor asked after closing his mouth after it fell open in shock.
“Emmie, will you please open the door?” Quinn calls out as he knocks on the bedroom door, forehead pressed against the wooden surface.
Silence fills the air as the brunette inside doesn’t say a word, throwing stuff into a suitcase as she texted Justin that she wanted to come back a day earlier for at least a couple of days to clear her head.
"Emersyn, please!" Quinn knocks once again before the doorknob is turning and the Canucks player pushed it open standing in the doorway, "What are you doing?"
"I have to go back to Cali to do a show. I don't have the time to talk." She replies as her phone dings, Justin texting her back with flight information for flight that was leaving in two hours.
"So, you're just gonna runaway again?"
Emersyn spun around, "I didn't runaway the first time! I was heartbroken, embarrassed! I took some time for myself because thirteen-year-old me was heartbroken!"
"Emmie--,"
"I seriously don't have the time for this." Emersyn says with a shake of her head, grabbing the now zipped suitcase and quickly walking out of the bedroom.
Quinn stands there for a moment before he's rushing after her, ignoring the looks from all of the hockey players spread out in his lake house living room. "I love you! Is that what you wanted to hear?! I'm in love with you!"
"I am not talking about this right this moment. I have a plane to catch."
"So that's it?"
Emersyn spins around to look at him once more as a tear falls from her eyes, "I waited nine years for you to say something, to heart you say that you loved me the way that I love you. Nine. I'm sure you can wait a couple of days before I'm ready to talk."
And with those last words, Emersyn walks out of the door, leaving Quinn standing there.
꒰ఎ CLOUSER! ━━ PART THREE
⋆✩⋆ ─── adore you masterlist main masterlist
⋆✩⋆ ─── part one part two
⋆✩⋆ ─── IN WHICH . . . emersyn comes back from california and a talk with quinn may just put everything back into place.
⋆✩⋆ ─── feel free to send in any request for things you want to see in this series, or in any of the other series on my page. Or if you just want to share some thoughts about what you read, or if you want to talk about oc's!
June 16, 2022
“You wanna talk about it?” Justin asked the younger girl sitting across from him in his and Hailey’s kitchen. “You’ve been in the clouds since getting here.”
Emersyn sighs, locking her phone and sitting it face down, ignoring the incoming messages from both Jack as Quinn. “I don’t know how to feel about any of this.”
“Emmie, you’ve been pinning for this guy since the day I met you. Even before then!”
“I’ve been waiting years for Quinn to tell me he loved me, for him to show me that he saw me as more than his little brother’s best friend.” Emersyn chips at the red nail polish on her nails, "And now that he has, I don't know how to feel."
"I'm not the best person to be getting advice from...but I think you just need to sit down and talk it out with him, see where it goes." Justin shrugged his shoulder, "...and thank me at the weeding in six years."
A playful glare is sent his way as the brunette sitting in front of him tosses one of her grapes in his direction, loud laughter filling the kitchen between the two non-biological siblings.
June 18, 2022
Quinn stares at the closed bedroom door, arms crossed over his chest as he pays attention to nothing around him but the door.
"Quinn! Dude!" Cole shoves the older boy, breaking him from his trance.
"What's up?"
"Everyone's downstairs. Emmies back."
"Okay, I'll be there in a minute."
Taking a moment as Cole walks back down the stairs, Quinn can't help the sigh that leaves his lips as he throws his head back.
“Why does the world fucking hate me today?” He mumbles as he makes his way down the stairs, smiling slightly at the sight of Emersyn and Jack clinging to each other as if their lives depended on it.
“Jack! Other people want a turn hugging her!” Luke is trying to pry his brother’s arms from around the brunette.
A laugh falls from Emersyn’s lips as Luke is finally successful, the singer falling back into Luke’s chest as they sway slightly, “Luke, I was gone for a couple of days.”
“I missed your pancakes.”
Quinn stands back as he watches all of his close friends hugging the girl, arms crossed over his chest as he’s unsure of what to do.
Emersyn laughs as she pats Luke on the back, "I told you that I could teach you how to make them."
"Yeah, but you make them the best." Luke pouts.
"Alright, I think we should all go out on the lake and let Quinn and Emmie talk." Jack sighs, glancing over at his brother with a frown. He pulls his best friend in a hug, "Text me if you need me and I'll come back."
"Okay."
Everyone piles out of the lake house, most of the glancing back at the two being left behind, Trevor shooting Emersyn an encouraging smile as he walked out.
It's quiet in the now empty lake house as Emersyn moves around Quinn to head towards the kitchen, the brunette moving around to clean up the mess the boys had made.
"Are we gonna talk about it or stay quiet the entire time?" Quinn breaks the silence
"You wanna talk, talk." She shrugged, "I'm not sure there is anything to talk about."
"I told you that I loved you, that's something to talk about."
"Is it? Because this is something that I could've heard nine years ago. Or back when I was 13 and my crush got spilled to you." Emersyn shrugged her shoulder as she loaded the dishwasher.
"What was I supposed to do? I was a dumb kid, Emmie!"
"And I was a stupid ass kid who had a crush on my best friends' older brother! A crush that he wasn't even supposed to about, that his little brother overheard!" She spun around to look at him. "You weren't supposed to know!"
"Why not? Why wasn't I supposed to know, Emmie?!"
"For this reason, right here! Because of this! Because of how embarrassed I was when all of your little jackass friends laughed at me, and you just let it happen!"
"You stopped coming here! You ran away!"
"Yeah, I ran away. It's what I do best." She shrugged.
"What do you want me to do, Emersyn?! Huh, you want me to drop to my knees and confess my love for you?! I told you I loved you and you ran away!" Quinn throws his arms out, “You want an apology?! I’m so fucking sorry and I love you! I’m in love with and I have been for a couple of years now! My heart broke every single time you called and said that you weren’t coming back for the Summer! And it killed me when you decided that you were moving to California, which is on the other side of the map, by the way!”
“I have tried every single way that I possibly could get in contact with you! I asked Jack for your new number! I tried to talk the old one! I’m blocked from sending you a damn message on Instagram, and you took me off of Snapchat! I tried, Emersyn and you wouldn't let me!"
Emersyn shakes her head, looking up at him, "I wanted to hear you say you love me years ago! I've written so many songs, and I got into that toxic ass relationship that I was in to get you out of my fucking head, and nothing worked! Absolutely nothing because I'm still in love with you and I hate you for it!"
"You don't hate me." Quinn shakes his head, moving around the table so that he was standing in front of her, "We both know you don't."
A tear falls from one of her eyes, "I wanna hate you, I really do."
"I know, Ems." He presses his forehead against hers, using his thumb to wipe away at the tear, "I don't want you to hate me. I just want you to love me."
"I do love you, Quinn, but I. . .,"
Quinn shakes his head, "No. No, "buts', Emersyn. Just. . . just let me make it up to you, okay? Let me prove to you that I am still worth you loving."
"Okay, but don't make me regret it, Hughes."
"Never." The boy grinned before pressing his lips against hers.
"Where's Emmie?" Jack questions his older brother as him and the others had walked back into the lake house, all of them agreeing that the two had been left alone long enough on their own.
Quinn looks up from his phone from his place on the couch, "She left." He shrugged.
"What the hell do you mean she left?!" Jack exclaimed, looking at his brother with a look of disbelief on his face.
"We got into a fight when we were talking, and she just left." Quinn shrugs again, looking down at his phone to hide the smile that wanted to form on his lips.
"She just -- why the fuck did you just let her leave for?!" Jack exclaimed, racing up the stairs to find the bedroom that Emersyn usually stayed in was empty. "Seriously?!"
"I told you that she left." Quinn looks up at his little brother as Jack raced back down the stairs. "I tried to stop her, but she didn't listen to me, said she would call you later."
"Quinn!"
"Hey, guys." Emersyn walks down the stairs, a blanket wrapped around her shoulders.
"What? But Quinn said you left!" Luke's jaw drops, "Jack just went to check upstairs!"
"Seriously? You told him that I left?" Emersyn shakes her head as she takes her seat back next to Quinn, the boy wrapping his arm around her shoulders to pull her closer to him.
"Your stuff is gone! Where the hell is your stuff?" Jack has his hands on his hips like a mother scolding their child.
"I moved my stuff into Quinns room." She shrugged, bringing her knees up to her chest, moving the blanket around to cover her entire body as a chill ran down her spine.
Cole tilts his head to the side, "Why would you move your stuff into Quinn's room?"
Quinn and Emersyn turned their heads towards each other, having an entire conversation with their eyes.
"Well?"
"Emmie and I decided that we were going to give us a chance." Quinn tells them, "We're gonna test this summer out before we have to go back to Vancouver and California.
Jack squints his eyes as he looks down at his older brother, "Let me tell you something, buster, you do anything to hurt my girl, anything at all, if one little tear leaves her eye because of you and it's not a happy tear, I will make sure that you go missing. Capeesh, Quinton?"
"I promise that I will not hurt Emmie."
"I'll be watching."
"Mm-hmm."
"I'm serious."
"I'm sure."
Wrapping Paper [Quinn Hughes] 🎄
Description: Quinn can't wrap gifts to save his life. Y/N is his neighbor and can help.
Warnings: Cursing.
A/N: Day 9 of 12 Days of Christmas!
"Mom, I have no idea what I am doing." Quinn whines to Ellen through the phone.
He's trying to wrap presents, and it's not going well.
"Well did you watch a video honey? Maybe that can help." Ellen suggests.
Quinn tries to pull the wrapping paper and accidentally rips it. "Damnit." He mumbles. "I did watch a video, it just doesn't work."
"Well, do you know anyone there that can help you?" She asks.
"None of the boys know how to." Quinn says, setting scissors down.
"How about Y/N? You guys always say that she knows how to fix and do everything."
Y/N is Quinn's neighbor and a photographer for the canucks. He has a tiny crush on her, but we don't talk about that.
"Mom. I am not asking Y/N to help me wrap presents." He sighs.
"Why not? She's always told you if you ever need anything just let her know." Ellen questions. She really didn't understand why he couldn't just ask Y/N for help. She's a really sweet girl.
"Because I'm twenty years old and this is embarrassing." He replies. He tosses the scissors on the carpeted floor and runs a hand through his hair. "Maybe I should just get bags."
Ellen laughs. "You do what you want honey, but I know Y/N will help you and not even question it."
"Ok mom." Quinn sighs, again. "Well I know it's late there so tell Luke and dad I love and miss them."
"I will. Goodbye Quinn, I love you."
"Love you too mom."
They hang up and Quinn looks around his living room, at all of the presents he needed to wrap.
"This is going to take forever."
§§§
"So Quinn, how is present wrapping going?" Brock asks after practice.
"It's been like three days and I only have two done slightly correct. So if that tells you anything." Quinn replies, taking his helmet off.
"Dude, just ask Y/N. Have you been to her place lately? She's got everything wrapped perfectly under her tree. I even had her wrap that one toy for my nephew."
Y/N walks over to the bench and greets everyone.
"Hey guys, were doing the Christmas pictures today just let me know when you want to start."
Everyone gives her a "ok" and she goes back to set up her camera to take pictures of the rest of practice.
§§§
After practice and the Christmas pictures and videos were all done Brock, Elias and Quinn were all walking to the vehicle they carpooled in to go home and play video games when they saw Y/N walking to her car.
So, as any teammate would, Brock decided to take advantage of it and help Quinn out.
"Hey Y/N!" He exclaims. Quinn shoved him and gave him a death glare while Elias just giggled. She turns around and stops to wait for them.
"Hey Brock, what's up?" She asks, shifting her bag on her shoulder.
"Could you help Quinny wrap his presents? He's struggling." Brock side eyes Quinn, who rolls his eyes.
"Yeah of course! Just let me know when you get home and I'll come over and help you?" She questions.
"Yeah! Thank you." Quinn shyly replies.
"No problem! You guys have fun playing video games." She says before she gets into her car and drives off.
"See Quinn. She's a sweetheart, you don't have to be afraid to talk to her." Brock chuckles, throwing his stuff in the car.
"I'm not afraid to talk to her." Quinn pouts.
"Yeah ok." Elias pipes in.
"Shut up Petey."
§§§
After getting home, Quinn texted Y/N and told her he was home and she replied a few minutes later saying she'd be over soon.
He looked around his apartment and decided to pick up stuff he'd thrown around randomly.
If only Jack and Luke could see him. They'd never let him hear the end of it. He can hear their voices in his head already.
"Quinn's got a crush."
"Quinn's whipped."
Whatever floats their boat.
His doorbell rang and he scanned around one last time to make sure it didn't look like a complete pigsty before opening it.
"Hey, thanks for coming over."
"You don't need to thank me. I've got brothers, I understand wrapping presents isn't really a guys thing." She laughs.
"Especially not mine." Quinn laughs with her.
§§§
After an hour, all of the presents were wrapped, labeled and decorated with bows. Y/N even sort of taught him how to wrap presents.
"I know you just taught me but I might just have to keep asking you to help me because I actually really like spending time with you." Quinn says, watching her write on a tag for Lukes gift.
"I like spending time with you too. You're a great person Quinn."
"Thank you. I think you're great too." He smiles. "So, would you maybe want to stay and watch a movie with me? I'll order us food." He offers.
"Yeah, that sounds great." She smiles.
Later after eating and while they were in the middle of the movie, Quinn gets a text.
Brock
So did your presents get wrapped Quinny?
hockey fic recs
this list made my realize how much I read about Quinn lol. please enjoy this list of my favourite fics of your favourite players and support the very talented authors!!
more fic recs with other players will be added soon!!
𖤓 = smut
Quinn Hughes
homeward | capquinn normally I'm not super into reading pics that involve pregnancy or kids but this one had me in all my feels. watching reader and Quinn get the life they deserve was so much fun
loving him was red | sweetestdesire 𖤓 okay this one is HOT I love how Quinn just wants to make reader feel good and is so so caring
bicep shy | hugheshugs as a shy girlie myself this one was sooooo cute. I absolutely love how patient Quinn is with reader. this one had me blushing
more than a memory | blueskrugs I read this for the first time while I was reading every summer after and the connections between the two are sooooo cute
oh, my my my | sweetteainthesummerx as a ts girlie with dreams of a real life childhood friends to lovers love story, this one checked all my boxes VERY, and I mean VERY cute
can I be close to you? | 43-hugs the slowwwww burn in this holy shit. I was reading this with a giant smile on my face
explodin' (like a golf ball) | puck-luck 𖤓 this one is so so hot and I absolutely loved the dialogue. Quinn is such a tease and I ate it up
dishes in the sink | hhughes this one feels very domestic and Quinn is very cute here
oliver the orca | mattatouilletkachuk THE HOCKEY BABIES AU!!!!! this one was very very cute!!!
day by day, year after year | 13-hugs 𖤓 THIS ONE OMG its absolutely everything is such a roller coaster as so cute!
Luke Hughes
lakeside kisses | zebrasdrysdale i absolutely love friends to lovers and this fit is no exception. I also love how all they boys knew they were meant to be
under wraps | star2fishmeg 𖤓 another friends to loverssssss and this one is very cute but also hot. I love hype man Dylan in this lol lol
friends with feelings | resilientwins 𖤓 I LOVE LUKE IN THIS LOL. this one has me absolutely giggling
a bed for two | resilientwins I love reader is Lukes banter in this and when they finally give and and hold each other so cuteeeeeee
birthday blues and a matchmaking hughes | resilientwins resilientwins I am your biggest fan!!!!!! legit obsessed with every single one of their fics
blushing | hearts4hughes the teasing in this is so cute and I'm obsessedddd
invisible string | hugshughes Taylor Swift and the kiss in the rain??!! I'm screaming
in the morning light | theemporium 𖤓 this one is so hot hellooo?? Luke is such a gentle lover in this fic and I absolutely love it
practice makes perfect | misshoneyimhome 𖤓 this one is so cute and I love how flustered Luke gets
Cole Caufield
four weddings and a funeral | thewintersoldierdisaster. THE BUILD UP. this fic is so so good and Cole is so sweet in it. I loved the relationship between reader and Trevor and in the ending he is so funny
frat fever | puck-luck 𖤓 Cole is so so toxic in this but I ate every word up and I can't blame reader because I would have folded for him as well because hellllooooo look at him
hey stephen | nhlclover I love love love the pining in this! watching reader and Cole get nervous infront of each other was so cuteeee and the fearless mention yassssss
Jamie Drysdale
always trust the match maker | drysdalesworld this one is very sweet and makes me smile a lot. I was kicking my feet when reader and Jamie fell asleep on the couch
about a month | adorethedistance Jamie and Trevors bater is so cute and funny in this
Say My Name, Say My Name I Quinn Hughes 🖋️🌺
Requested? Yes / No
Summary; Based on the Tik Tok trend, calling your boyfriend “husband”
Tropes & warnings; established relationship; Tik Tok trend; fluff, marriage proposal; no warnings;
Other notes: For the second story of this TikTok trend, I've challenged myself with writing for Quinn Hughes for the first time 😊 To be honest, I didn't know much about him to fully capture his character, however, this is pretty much how sweet I imagine this boy to be 🤭🤍 Since I had a few different ideas of how to approach the request, this turned out to be nothing but pure fluff 🌺🥂
I hope you enjoy it 🌷🐰
Word count; 1.6K
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As the sun dipped low, casting a gentle glow over the bustling streets of Vancouver, you strolled alongside your boyfriend, Quinn Hughes. The city buzzed with its usual activity, providing a comforting backdrop to your conversation on this typical Thursday evening. And with the promise of a hockey-free weekend on the horizon, a mischievous idea had crept into your mind – sparked by a popular TikTok challenge that had been gaining traction online.
In recent weeks, you'd seen numerous videos of people teasingly calling their boyfriends "husbands," while recording their partners' bewildered reactions for entertainment. And intrigued by the trend, you couldn't resist the urge to try it out with Quinn.
After nearly three years of shared laughter and cherished moments in your relationship, you were confident that Quinn would find the prank amusing, perhaps even earning a reaction with a hint of panic. So, with a playful glint in your eye, you had naturally shared your plan with your closest friend, enlisting her help in pulling off the light-hearted prank.
As you’d proposed the idea, your friend, always up for TikTok trends, had eagerly agreed to assist. You’d decided on arranging a double date, which wouldn’t be out of the ordinary, planning for you to execute the prank while she would discreetly film Quinn's reaction.
So, as you sat in a cosy, almost half-empty restaurant later that Thursday evening, the weight of your impending prank began to settle in. Excitement and nerves mingled in your chest, your fingers tapping restlessly on the tabletop as you waited for the perfect moment to put your plan into action.
And finally, the moment arrived, hanging in the air with a mix of anticipation and uncertainty. As the waiter approached to take your orders, a surge of anxious energy coursed through you, your heart racing. Yet, with practiced ease, you smoothly transitioned into the pivotal moment. "And for my husband," you said, injecting a playful tone into your voice, "he'll have a glass of ice water and the pasta Bolognese."
The words hung in the air, a silent challenge to fate, while your best friend discreetly positioned her phone, ready to capture Quinn's genuine reaction.
Time seemed to stand still for a moment as Quinn's gaze shifted towards you, his expression a fleeting mix of surprise and curiosity. "Your what?" he murmured, his voice barely audible, yet you persisted, ignoring the amusement threatening your facade of confidence.
In that suspended moment, Quinn's initial reaction was genuine astonishment, his eyes widening in disbelief before a soft chuckle broke the tension like a gentle wave against the shore.
And as the waiter then walked away following taking all orders, he left behind echoes of laughter. Quinn then leaned closer towards you; his tone laced with mock seriousness. "Husband, huh?" he mused, a playful smirk on his lips. "Guess I'll need to update my resume."
It hadn’t entirely been the shocked reaction you’d hoped for, yet you still found the situation undeniably amusing. Confessing the inspiration behind your jest, laughter filled the air. And as the night wore on, your little act slowly faded in the background.
However, unbeknownst to you, the innocent prank had sparked an idea in Quinn's mind.
Although he hadn’t exactly expected to consider such a significant step already at the age of 24, the notion lingered, intriguing and compelling. As the eldest among his brothers and in his most serious relationship yet, Quinn had pondered the concept for some time. He’d even briefly sought advice from his closest teammates on how to broach the subject, as he’d realised life was too short to wait for the perfect moment.
So, as he sat beside you, enveloped in shared laughter, he felt a newfound determination. With quiet resolve and a heart full of affection, he began laying the groundwork for a significant occasion, one that would hopefully change your relationship for the better.
A little over a week later, with the memory of your playful prank still fresh in his mind, Quinn found himself beyond excited and content about the idea. With determination coursing through him and a ring burning a silent promise in his pocket, he’d devised a plan.
His aim was to catch you off guard, to make the moment as unexpected as possible. And having noticed how you had emphasised the prank was nothing but a joke, he guessed your mind hadn’t dwelled on such matters. Which made it the perfect opportunity.
So, returning to the very same restaurant Saturday evening where the idea had originated, Quinn carefully arranged the setting for the action. Despite the absence of a best friend discreetly recording the scene, the familiar ambiance of the restaurant's softly lit interior and the intimate corner table added a serene touch to the occasion. So with a steady hand and a heart brimming with love, Quinn recreated the scene.
As the waiter approached to take your orders, he took a deep breath, and with a voice filled with emotion, he echoed your words from days prior, "And for my wife, she'll have a glass of Champagne along with some water and the cheese, spinach ravioli, please."
Your eyes widened a little in slight disbelief as the words lingered in the air, blending with the gentle buzz of conversation around you, and a chuckle escaped your lips of amusement at Quinn's unexpected play. You simply couldn’t help but laugh at the joke and how he replicated your playful tease from the other night with such precision.
“Wife, huh?” You chuckled lightly. “Guess I deserved that one - though I do enjoy the sound of it.”
However, this time, it wasn't a prank. As the waiter departed, leaving behind a soft smile, your eyes met with Quinn’s, flashing him an entertained smile. Yet there was a seriousness in your boyfriend’s expression, a rare sight outside of the intensity of a hockey match, and a curious furrow creased your brow as you couldn’t decipher his thoughts. But before you could ask him what was on his mind, Quinn gently rose from his seat, moving with deliberate grace to stand next to you.
“I’m glad you say that ‘cause…”
You shifted in your seat to face him, the air crackled with anticipation as he then slowly dropped to one knee, the world around you fading into insignificance, leaving only the man you loved, poised before you with a vulnerability that stole your breath away.
Your heart pounded in your chest as Quinn gently took out the little velvet box from his pocket, his brown eyes shining with an intensity that mirrored his deep emotions.
“Y/n," he softly began. "I know you said it as a joke the other night, but... truth be told, it stuck with me. And I realised that… I do want to be your called husband. You mean everything to me. Without you, I'd be lost – even though I don't tell you enough, you make my every day brighter. I can't even begin to thank you enough for your endless support, for putting up with me and my career every single day. You never ask for anything, and yet you give so much love. I love you so so much, and I just can't imagine a future without you in it..."
With every heartfelt confession, your breath hitched in your throat, your mind swirling with the weight of his sentiments. Emotions surged within you, threatening to overflow as Quinn exposed his soul, sharing his fears and dreams for your future together.
And then came the question, hanging in the air like a fragile promise—a question that held the power to shape your lives forever.
"Y/n, will you marry me?"
It felt surreal, like a dream woven from the threads of your deepest desires and fondest hopes. Quinn on his knee before you, his vulnerability a testament to the depth of his love. And in that moment, tears glistening in your eyes, and a smile tugging at the corners of your lips, there was only one right answer.
Though struggling to find the words, you willed your lips to move and your throat to vocalise the response.
"Yes... Quinn, of course," you replied with excitement, the sound of soft applauses rippling through the restaurant. And with a deep relieved sigh, and a satisfied smile illuminating his face, Quinn rose from his kneeling position, meeting you in a deep, heartfelt kiss.
Sealing the engagement your lips met with nothing but devotion, the world around you slowly dissolving, before breaking apart. Quinn's excitement was nothing short of palpable, his smile radiant as he carefully slipped the ring onto your finger, and he couldn’t deny that this felt better than any hockey match win. Perhaps besides winning the Stanley Cup.
It was truly a beautiful ring. The diamond's shimmer mirrored the twinkle in his eyes as you admired the ring's delicate intricacies. And with a content smile, you shared another quick kiss before Quinn returned to his seat, and the waiter poured champagne to mark the occasion.
Raising your glasses in a toast, you again sealed the engagement with a clink, the bubbles dancing against your lips like promises of a future filled with love and joy. This moment was everything you had ever dreamed of. Though it had begun with a playful joke, it perfectly captured the essence of your relationship—full of laughter, love, and shared moments of joy.
And with your hands gently intertwined on the table, both admiring the new addition to your finger, you couldn't help but chuckle. "Looks like I really do need to update my resume," you playfully remarked, echoing Quinn's words from the other night.
And in response, your fiancé merely chuckled, his eyes brimming with adoration as he kissed your hand and held your gaze with unwavering affection. "Yes, I suppose you’ll have to," he smiled, his voice filled with promise and a love that knew no bounds.