No Place I'd Rather Be...

“Stop staring in space and pass the fucking puck!” Patrick Sharp yelled, as he smacked Jonathan on the back of his helmet. “Earth to the captain! Earth to Captain Serious!”

“Hey! Cut it out!” Jonathan replied. He spun around, raising his fists up, instinctively.

“What are you going to do there, To-ez?” the prankster snickered, jumping around in a 180 on his skates and beckoning to him, daring him to start something.

“Yeah, Tazer, what ARE you going to do?”

Jonathan turned to his blonde friend, who was leaning over the railing of the practice rink of Johnny’s Ice House. He was smiling, a sweet smile and the brunette man instantly knew what was going on and happening. The evening that they had spent together still resonated in his head. He turned away, unable to look at him square in the eye without having his heart well up inside of him.

“What the hell are you looking at?” Andrew Shaw asked, skating up.

“Just look at him?” Jonathan remarked, pointing towards his best friend, who was flirting with a few female fans, who were squealing in excitement and blushing deeply. “He’s such a ham!!”

Patrick Kane continued to milk the ladies, while Jonathan felt only an unwelcome tingle of jealousy. But why was he jealous? He had never had this feeling before. Why was he all of the sudden feeling jealous of his best friend, Patrick Kane?

Everyone around the captain looked over and Andrew immediately called out “Hey Kaner, get your ass over here, we got to practice here, not goof off and flirt!”

“What? No way! Kaner always gets the girls!” Brandon cried out to Andrew, as he skated up and skidded to a halt, lightly spraying Jonathan with snow.

“What’s up?” Patrick asked, but saw for himself and smiled as he glanced in the direction the guys were looking.

“Johnny, thinks you’re a ham.” Andrew chuckled to the blonde man.

“Oh does he now? Well, sorry Jonathan, but she’s taken, well both of them are taken….by me!” Patrick joked, pointing a thumb at himself and then patting his teammate on his back.

“Are you screwing with me again? Are they both really with you?” Jonathan inquired. He felt an aching pain rise in him.

Patrick smiled, stealing a quick glance back at the two girls, who both waved at him, “Not yet, but I hope to change that soon. Why? What’s with you, Johnny?”

“Nothing.” He was rather quick to the point and he found himself snapping at the younger superstar, who stepped back, with shock.

“Hey, boys, give me a second with the captain, here!”

They are moaned, but skated off. Andrew rammed Brandon into the boards, unexpectedly, causing him to crash to the ice, with a furious shout, “SHAWZY!” He scrambled back up to his feet and zoomed after the laughing Chicago forward, who continued to taunt him.

Patrick grabbed Jonathan’s gloved hand in his own. He gazed into his friend’s eyes. “Is this about last night?”

Jonathan nodded, he couldn’t speak for once. He was entranced in those baby blues. No wonder the females flocked to him.

“That was only for the night, Johnny. You know we can’t….give it away.”

“But I love you, Pat.”

Patrick’s head instantly flew up and cupped gently over his friend’s mouth. “Shh, don’t be so loud. We have to keep this a secret. Between the two of us, alright. On the ice we are normal, hetrosexual hockey player who just want to win the Cup and do our team and fans proud, but off the ice, we can be more.”

Jonathan nodded. His mouth was dry, but he began to smile. “I understand, Kaner. But you owe me later on for this!”

The blonde man leaned over to his captain’s ear. His breath was hot and moist and it caressed his lobe, making his blood run ice cold, “I’m going to do you so good later!” He stepped back and wagged his eyebrows up and down a few times, making Jonathan smile.

“I look forward to it.”

Patrick gave him a wink and then howled, “She’s mine, Tazer!”

Jonathan froze in place, but then understood what his friend was doing and he played along. “So you are messing with me! Look Kaner, you can get any girl you want, let me hit this one.” He tried to make it so he was almost begging. It was completely fake and an act however.

“She’s off limits to everyone on this team!” Patrick stated, standing a little taller and giving an intimidating look towards the brunette man.

The others came up to investigate. Andrew slid up to the blonde and leaned over, being annoyingly pesky.

“Don’t worry Johnny, you can have her tomorrow after Kaner is done,” Andrew joked and then felt Patrick push him. Brandon got between them and pulled Patrick away before things escalated.

“Whoa, dude that’s your teammate!” Brandon exclaimed, staring at Patrick’s still very agitated face.

“Sorry man, but I didn’t like the way he spoke about Brook and Brooke. They aren’t those kind of girls!” He was clearly frustrated.

Jonathan had to admit, he was a pretty good actor, for a hockey player, it was almost commendable. He watched, holding onto Andrew. He just didn’t feel like Patrick though. It felt wrong.

“It was just a joke and given your history what else would they expect?” Andrew teased.

“I know, but they are different. I’m not going to just flirt with them and dump them!”

“I get it man, you really like those two women. Go apologize and tell them that.”

Patrick skated back over to where Andrew and Jonathan, who were now surrounded by most of the team, were. Brandon by his side as he began to speak.

“I’m sorry I pushed you. I was just frustrated with what you said. I really like them and don’t want them to be just another hook-up! I screwed up the first time I met a woman and treated her like a bunny just like you basically said. I’m still trying to make up for that mistake now. I screwed up. I guess we’ll just be friends right now. That’s a strange thing for me and I’m not quite sure how to act. I don’t know what’s going to happen between us, but I know I can’t handle the thought of either of them being with another guy and certainly not a teammate! I’m sorry I took out my frustrations on you.” He was sincere. It was brutally honest and Jonathan wasn’t sure if he could act this good. Patrick Kane was a professional.

“No harm, no foul. I hope everything works out with them.” Jonathan put his hand out towards the blonde. The two shook hands and gave each other a pat on the back and they went back to practice for another fifteen minutes. It hurt Jonathan, not to be wrapping his arms around this man, but he refrained himself and tried to think hetrosexual thoughts.

And Patrick didn’t know it, but after listening to his candid confession to Jonathan, his teammates decided they were on a mission to help him with his relationship with the girls.

As soon as practice was over, the two skated over to say “hi” to Brook and Brooke. Patrick was praying that they hadn’t noticed his indiscretion with his teammate a few minutes earlier. Fortunately for him if they did, they were kind enough not to bring it up. Jonathan, honestly was half listening. He was staring at Patrick.

How handsome he looked with sweat beads dripping from his hair, under the helmet, which he took off and set down, while he shook his head. Some of the drops hit Jonathan’s face, but he didn’t mind it. He felt his adrenaline rush inside of him and his heart fluttered in his chest. How could he continue on with this charade?

Notes

OMG so this is my first time writing any kind of gay smut. Especially gay hockey player smut. But Kazer is just too adorable not to tryout as a gay couple. I hope it works for you.

Please don't hesitate to let me know your thoughts!! It's all light a fluffy now, but there's a murder coming up soon and.....yeah....stay tuned!!