No Place I'd Rather Be...

After the game between the Blackhawks and Stars was called off and cancelled, chaos ignited. Patrick and Jonathan were midway through their pregame ritual routines, when the news broke about Val’s attack outside.

Jonathan couldn’t help himself, he grabbed onto Patrick, wrapping him up in a huge hug. They shared a look, horrified.

“That’s horrible. Kaner, I’ll be right back, I have to go make sure that the Stars are okay. I mean, it makes sense, right? They were attacked in our own arena and city.”

“I love how much you care, Jonny.” Patrick snuggled against his Captain. “Can I come with you?”

“Sure.”

Patrick squealed with excitement. They both walked out of the locker room hand-in-hand. They head toward the Dallas room, where all of the Stars were gathered, looking gravely concerned. Tyler Seguin was sobbing into the chest of Jamie Benn, who was holding him close and patting him on the back.

“Jonny? Patrick?” Jamie questioned.

“Hey, just came to check up on you and see if everything is alright. How are you all holding up?”

“Could be better,” Jamie replied.

“He was with us and this maniac just jumped out of nowhere and attacked him,” Tyler cried. “He drew Val’s blood!”

“I’m sorry about that.” Patrick pouted his lip in concern. “You’re one of my best friends, Tyler and if Val meant that much to you...he means much to me too.”

Tyler slowly pulled back from Jamie and looked at the two Blackhawks. “Thanks,” he sniffled. “But the villain guy thought that Val was...Patrick.”

“Me?” Patrick pointed a thumb at himself.

“Yeah, you.”

“But why me?” Patrick inquired.

“I don’t know,” Jamie responded. “He ended up slashed Val’s arm.”

“Luckily Benny was able to chase him off.” Tyler looked up at his teammate, who smiled and stroked his hair.

“Benny would chase someone off to save you too, Seggy.”

Tyler grinned now and wiped his eyes.

Jonathan turned to Patrick, his eyes glittering and his mouth curling upward into a kind smile. He continued talking to Jamie Benn as well. “Well I’m glad you all are doing fine and I apologize again for a teammate of yours being viciously attacked here in Chicago, outside of the UC, nonetheless.”

“It’s alright. Val’s a fighter and he’s a strong Russian boy. He’ll be fine.”

“Well, I’m going to take this sweet man out for dinner then. I sorta still owe him one from before.”

“Ha. Have fun. We’ll let you know the updates with Val. But its just a vicious arm cut...not too life-threatening.” Jamie pulled Tyler back against him.

“Thank goodness. We can’t lose our baby Russian now.” Tyler looked up at his Captain and Jamie began to stroke his hair gently again. This struck Patrick rather oddly though, as he knew that Tyler Seguin, at least the one who’d gone to Europe with him, hated to have his hair touched...but here he was, allowing his friend and Captain to do it.

“No, no.” Jamie bid the Blackhawks farewell, and as they turned to leave, he did something unimaginable. Jamie Benn kissed Tyler Seguin on the lips and they heard the older man exclaim, “There, do you feel better now? Will you stop crying...or should Benny teach you something later on tonight?”


Patrick and Jonathan clasped hands once more and made for the exit to the parking lot. Patrick was chuckling like a little girl, as they snuck out of the UC and to their car.

“Why would some crazy drunk guy come after me, Jonny?”

“No one’s coming after you Kaner, not with me here. I’ll protect you.”

“Awe, I love you too, Jonny!” Patrick joked. “You’re my friend, lover and my hero!”

“Well, someone’s gotta keep an eye on you, baby!”

“You’re just saying that.”

“No, I mean it.”

“Jonny.”

“Kaner.”

Patrick grabbed Jonathan’s hands and leaned forward into him, pushing him backward, against the Captain’s jeep. The brunette lowered his head down slightly and took his friend’s lips into his.

“Oh, finally, Jonny,” Patrick murmured.

They kissed one another for a few minutes, before Patrick finally pulled back, smiling.

“You’re so cute when you’re on top, Kaner.”

Jonathan launched forward, pulling Patrick back to him and they kissed again. His free hand groped Patrick’s ass and made him jolt upward a few times, as he gave a gentle, yet affirmative squeeze to the man in his hold.

“Whoa, okay Jonny, wait for later tonight, man.”

“How can I?” The Captain wore a smug grin on his face, which made Patrick chuckle and bat his eyelashes flirtatiously at him.

“Let’s get dinner and then I’ll let to ravish me to your heart’s content!”

“It’s a deal!” Jonathan exclaimed and hopped into the driver’s seat, quicker than the Flash on redbull or a rabbit on a pogostick.

The blond chuckled again and rounded to vehicle to his spot. He hopped in and buckled up. The brunette pulled out and they were soon on their way to a restaurant in Chicago. There might not be any hockey, but that just meant that the two could spend the evening together.

And they’d do it in style. As a couple.


15 minutes later, Jonathan and Patrick walked into the restaurant. They behaved themselves, acting like two best friends, instead of lovers. They only showcased their love in private. They didn’t want to overwhelm anyone or have their secret exposed. Maybe Dallas was okay with Tyler and Jamie, but Chicago. Chicago was different. The two had been with the organization for a while now, but they just didn’t want to stir up anything.

And what would happen if word got out about the NHL having gay players? Tyler and Jamie, at the moment, were the only ones. If Patrick and Jonathan came out, there’d be a lot more chaos. Sure some of the fans would clap for them and cheer them on...probably sigh, “finally” and “it’s about time.” But the NHL and Chicago’s organization might react differently.

No, for now they just needed to mask their feelings, bottle them up and release them in the dark of the night or when they were alone.

They rapidly got to a table and sat down, eagerly. They were both starving actually, so some food was a fantastic idea. Water was poured for them, as they looked half-heartedly at the menus. Truth was, both men already knew what they wanted.

Using the menus as face blockers, they both started to flirt with each other and oogle one another. Patrick started to chuckle, as he peered over the top of his menu and caught Jonathan’s eyes looking across at him. At one point, he lost it completely and attracted attention. He instantly apologized and blushed deep red.

Jonathan hid his face from sight, trying not to burst out in laughter. He was the farthest thing from being “Captain Serious” right now. He was happy, fun Jonathan. However, he didn’t want to give away his blush or pleasure of seeing Patrick embarrass himself in a public restaurant.

Soon the people turned away and Patrick calmed himself down. Jonathan uncovered his face.

“Careful, buddy, don’t blush too red now.”

“Tazer, chill. You’re just too cute.”

“Aw, Kaner,” Jonathan mused. He got up from his chair and walked over. He leaned down, exciting the blond in the process. “I’m going to kiss you so hard later.”

“I can’t wait.”

The Captain returned to his seat and sat down. He winked to his winger.

“Can we get food now, Jonny?” Patrick asked and then winked back. “I’m sorry about my immaturity. I will try to control myself for the remainder of the evening.”

“You’d better, or I might tell Coach to make you run some extra laps after practice, eh?”

“I’ll behave Jonny, I swear.”

“Then, yes, buddy, you can order some food.”

The waiter came around and got their food orders. At the end, Jonathan called the waiter over for a private chat and the man smiled and nodded to him. Patrick stared at his best friend with a questioning look.

After they ate their dinner, Jonathan’s surprise came for Patrick. It was a glass of the blond’s favorite wine. And Patrick knew what his Captain’s intents were. As it was set in front of him, he looked across to see his Captain smirking at him. The winger thanked the waiter and then happily lifted the glass up and began to sip at it.

Jonathan wanted him nice and relaxed and it was almost like he was “roofieing” him. But Jonathan wasn’t a jerk and he wasn’t going to abuse his relationship with Patrick. The thing was, Patrick wanted Jonathan to do this.

“It’s for your game-winning goal a few nights ago, buddy. We’ve been so busy lately, I never got to applaud and congratulate you for it. It was a big milestone too.”

“Right. Thanks, Jonny. I appreciate it.”

The blond swore he saw his friend also mouth, “It’s also for later...in the bedroom.”

The two continued to awkwardly chat, finding it more and more difficult not to dive across the table and make out, but they somehow made it an hour and a half at the restaurant without blowing their secret and getting in one another’s pants. They knew that was coming. Both eagerly finished everything and paid the bill - well Jonathan did, as it was “his treat” - and then they stumbled to the car and hopped in.

Patrick was already feeling intoxicated and relaxed, as Jonathan licked his lip, where a few drops of the booze had leaked back out. He’d had like eight glasses.

“I love the taste of you drunk, Kanerboo. Let’s get back home, before the sexiness wears off.”

Notes

Yeah, Jonny got Kaner intoxicated... :P
Favorite bromance still! Love 'em together! And I just forgot and found out that Jonny fought someone, who attempted to injure Kaner back in 2010. Some guy named Hanzal hit Kaner, who was later kicked in the head by someone skating by and Jonny went after him. AWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <3 <3 <3 <3 That's the more adorably awesome thing I heard and watched.
Also, how about that Bennguin, eh?? :P Still not Kazer, but the next best bromance. :)


Next up: Poor Kinny...I'm SOOOO sorry for this next chapter! :(