Hawks Are Meant to Fly

Jonathan is starting to give up hope. It is the end of the third day now. Andrew and Brandon are getting dressed and ready to help him out. After all a promise is a promise. They are actually rather concerned for the blond now. They finish getting ready and turn to Jonathan.

“Alright, lets go search for our blondie!” Andrew states, slapping Brandon on the back.

“Thanks guy. I’m sorry to drag you into this.”

“Nonsense Jonny, Kaner’s our teammate and friend and he’s every part of this team as you or anyone else. If he is in trouble, we should be there to find and save him.” Brandon nods and dips his head. “It’s the Blackhawk thing to do.” He winks.

“Ever the kiss ass, Saader!” Andrew jokes, slapping Brandon on the back. “Let’s go get Kaner back though. I hate Mopey-Sad-Depressed Jonathan. He’s worse than Captain Serious.”

“Thanks Shawzy. You’re a real rose too!”

Just as Jonathan jumps to his feet and they begin to walk out, Patrick runs into the locker room and jumps into his friend’s arms. He is screaming with joy.

“KANER!!”

“Jonny!!”

Jonathan strokes Patrick’s blond locks in his fingers and holds him close. “Where have you been, Peeksy? I mean, you’re here!! You’ve come back!! You love me!!”

They share a heartfelt kiss with one another and then break apart.

“Yes, I, um, I was attacked in my house by this predator guy, but I escaped.” The blond is looking at him with passionate feelings and sorrow. He has been through something traumatic and awful.

Jonathan’s mouth hangs open wide, as he shoves his teammate back, gripping him by the shoulders. He stands gawking at him. Andrew and Brandon stare too. They are in shock.

“I’m okay, really Jonny.”

“Are you sure? I mean, this guy didn’t--?”

“No, no. He didn’t do that. He just tied me up, but I didn’t let him touch me at all.”

“Well that’s a relief. But I should have found you...I mean I went by your house. I looked everywhere for you!”

“He was smart...he could sense you coming. Listen, Jonny, I don’t want to discuss it anymore...point is I finally escaped the madman and….and I never want to--”

“Of course you don’t, sweetie,” Jonathan cooes. He bends over and presses his lips to Patrick’s once again, ecstatic. The blond kisses him back, but the remembrance of Phil Kessel is still there. He lets out a whimper, which distracts Jonathan. “Something wrong, Kaner, baby?”

“No, I’m sorry...it’s just felt like months since I’ve tasted you.”

“Well, I’ll be considerate of your wishes. Just tell me if it’s too much and I will stop.”

Patrick crosses his arms in front his waist and cocks his head to the side, swaying in place. He bites his lip and the corners of his mouth rise into a grin.

“Oh, I’ve missed you so much!!” Jonathan exclaims, wrapping his arms around Patrick once more. “I’ve missed the way that you chew on your mouthguard and that sexy biting of your lip that you do. Oh Kaner!”

“I’ve missed you two Jonny. I really have. But I would like nothing more than to play hockey with you.”

Jonathan cracks a cheeky grin. “Can I slip a puck through your five-hole?”

Patrick blinks and displays a smug look. “Maybe. Can I hold your stick?”

“Only if you crosscheck it!”

“Alright, glad you two are back together, we’re going to just head out of here now. Good bye.” Andrew rolls his eyes at them, as they rub noses with one another in love. They are both smiling and enjoying themselves once more.

Jonathan flicks his hand in a “shooing” motion, as he places his hands onto Patrick’s waist and takes his lips into his again. Brandon grabs Andrew, who is staring in disgust and they race out of the room.

“Who knew they’d love each other so much?” Brandon shrugs.

Andrew nods. “They’re kind of obnoxious! But hey, as long as they’re happy, right?”

“Right.”

And with that they vanish around the corner, changing the subject, but still conversing with each other.

“Jonny, can I tell you something?” Patrick whispers, breaking away from his boyfriend, who has wrapped his arms around him and is holding him by his ass.

“You can tell me anything, Kaner, you know that. What’s up?”

“It’s just, it’s well…” he trails off, remembering Phil Kessel’s threat to him. He is torn. He hates keeping things from Jonathan and he really wants to tell him, but he can’t hurt him. He just can’t have his friend killed by a Maple Leaf. Instead, he racks his brain for something else to say instead. “It’s just that I want you to uh, kiss me hard on the ice.”

“Really? That’s all.”

“Can you do it in a sexy way?”

Jonathan raises an eyebrow, but smiles. “I can try...let’s see, shall we.”

Patrick squeezes him tightly. “You’re the best!!”

“I’m so glad to have you back.”

“Me too, Jonny, me too.”

They let go of one another and grab their things. Jonathan helps Patrick get dressed and then they head to the ice and launch onto the cold sheet and skate around.

Notes

Kazer <3 <3
This is light Kazer fluff....I have to get some light fluffiness in this tale a little bit. :P I hope you are all enjoying this...I know it is VERY DARK, but the Kazer is LIGHT. :P


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