Hawks Are Meant to Fly

The buzzer rings to end the game and Phil jumps to his feet suddenly. JVR stops crying and looks up at him, watching him hop the bench and bee-line it for the celebrating home team. He is furious and JVR knows he has to do something.

“Kessy wait! Kessy come back! Kessy don’t be a dumbass!”

He hops the bench railing and lands on the ice, just as he sees Phil attack Jonathan Toews. Jonathan defends himself, but Phil slewfoots him and sends him crashing to the ice. The Blackhawk grabs him, pulling him down as well. And soon the two tussle on the ice, until Duncan Keith, Brent Seabrook, Andrew Shaw and Bryan Bickell come and restrain Phil.

“I fucking hate you, Jonathan! Fuck you and fuck Patrick and fuck the Blackhawks!” He yanks himself free and manages to land a hard blow to Jonathan’s face, knocking him to the ice.

Patrick screams and instantly drops to his lover’s aid. “Jonny, Jonny!” He hugs Jonathan, who has his head hung down.

Phil kicks out and hits Patrick in the side of the head, cutting him with his skate, as the four drag him back, away from them. He is still fiery, as JVR grabs him, wrapping his arms around him like he is a massive carnival prize teddy bear.

“Kessy, Kessy, stop!” JVR wailed. “Kessy!”

Phil continues to flail about, but he is tiring. Soon JVR is able to relax a little and pull him back to the bench.

Patrick and Jonathan are aided by their teammates and staff, who come to help them both out. Luckily they will be fine, but both have more reminders from Phil Kessel. Patrick is handed a towel from Sharpie, who is concerned. The blond dabs at his cut and turns to Jonathan, who finally turns around to sit on the ice. He is bleeding from his nose and has a cut on his lip. He is handed a cloth from Brandon Saad.

“Are you both okay?” Andrew asks.

“We’ll be fine. Been through worse,” Patrick replies, winking to his lover, who smiles back, before putting the cloth back to his head.

Phil Kessel is dragged down the tunnel and into the locker room by James van Riemsdyk, who is showing off his subpar singing skills. He keeps singing “Kessy” to the tune of “Happy” by Pharrell Williams.

Phil groans, as they enter the locker room, where everyone else is. JVR finally releases him and spreads his arms out, overdramatically, as he ends his song with, “Cause you know I’m all about that Kess, bout that Kess, no Tazer!” which is to the tune of “All About That Bass” by Meghan Trainor.

“Are you done?” Kessel snaps.

JVR drops his head and his lip quivers. “I was just singing to my Kessy.” He begins to cry, covering his face with his hands.

Kessel sighs and steps forward. He embraces his teammate. “I’m sorry I snapped at you, Reims. I just hate Blackhawks!”

“Me too, I don’t like ‘em either. They make Kessy very mean and Reimsy doesn’t like it!” JVR sobs.

“Hey, what if we get the fuck out of Chicago and I let Reimsy have some fun!”

JVR lowers his hands and stops crying. He blinks and then slowly smirks. “Like when Reimsy found Kessy as present?”

Phil Kessel rolls his eyes. “Yeah. But I told you that was Jonathan Toews’ doing. One day, I’ll get him back for that.”

“One day we’ll get him back for that! Reimsy want to help!” JVR claps his hands together and gives off a cackle.

“Okay, okay. You can help. Now let’s get the fuck out of Chicago. I’ve had enough of the Blackhawks and their fucking Kazer bromance shit.”


Patrick and Jonathan finish dressing their wounds and embrace each other. “What a game, baby!” they exclaim to each other, excitedly. They get undressed and shower quickly and redress in street attire, jeans and a simply t-shirt. Then they meet back up in the front of their stalls to finish up last minute stuff and then sneak out, holding hands and chuckling.

The two superstars rarely leave early or first, but they make sure it is okay, because Jonathan has a huge surprise for Patrick.

“Where are we going?” Patrick asks, through his childish chuckling.

“I’m taking you to a nice restaurant Kaner. It’s for a very special occasion.”

“Ooh, what?”

“I can’t tell you yet, silly!”

They burst from the exit into the parking lot and head over to Jonathan’s car.

“No one’s coming after you Kaner, not with me here. I’ll protect you.” The Captain pecks him on the forehead.

“Awe, I love you too, Jonny!” Patrick jokes. “You’re my best 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 grabs Jonathan’s hands and leans forward into him, pushing him backward, against the Captain’s jeep. The brunette lowers his head down slightly and takes his friend’s lips into his.

“Oh, finally, Jonny,” Patrick murmurs.

They kiss one another for a few minutes, before Patrick finally pulls back, smiling.

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

Jonathan launches forward, pulling Patrick back to him and they kiss again. His free hand gropes Patrick’s ass and makes him jolt upward a few times, as he gives a gentle, yet affirmative squeeze to the man in his hold.

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

“How can I?” The Captain wears a smug grin on his face, which makes 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 exclaims and opens the door for Patrick, who hops in and buckles up, eagerly. Jonathan makes sure to put the princess “tiara” on Patrick’s head, making him blush and grin with the passion.

Then the Captain hurries around and hops into the driver’s seat, quicker than the Flash on redbull or a rabbit on a pogostick. This time, there is no Kessel around to attack him or kidnap, rape and hurt Patrick. He closes his door and turns to Patrick, who is fluttering his eyes like a girl would do, flirting with him.

The brunette pulls out and they are soon on their way to a restaurant in Chicago. There may not be any hockey, but that just means that the two can spend the evening together.

And they will do it in style. As a couple.


Fifteen minutes later, Jonathan and Patrick walk into the restaurant. They behave themselves, acting like two best friends, instead of lovers. They only showcase their love in private. They don’t want to overwhelm anyone or have their secret exposed too much. Maybe Dallas is okay with Tyler and Jamie, but Chicago. Chicago is different. The two have been with the organization for a while now, but they just don’t want to stir up anything.

And what will happen if word gets out about the NHL having gay players? Tyler and Jamie, at the moment, are the only ones. And possibly soon, JVR and Kessel will join the club. If Patrick and Jonathan come out, there will be a lot more chaos. Sure some of the fans will clap for them and cheer them on...probably sigh, “finally” and “it’s about time.” But the NHL and Chicago’s organization may react differently.

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

They rapidly get to a table and sit down, eagerly. They are both starving actually, so some food is a fantastic idea. Water is poured for them, as they look half-heartedly at the menus. Truth is, both men already know what they want.

Using the menus as face blockers, they both start to flirt with each other and oogle one another. Patrick starts to chuckle, as he peers over the top of his menu and catches Jonathan’s eyes looking across at him. At one point, he loses it completely and attracts attention. He instantly apologizes and blushes deep red.

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

Soon the people turn away and Patrick calms himself down. Jonathan uncovers his face.

“Careful, buddy, don’t blush too red now, you’ll give us away.”

“Tazer, chill man. You’re just too cute.”

“Aw, Kaner,” Jonathan muses. He gets up from his chair and walks over. He leans down, exciting the blond in the process. “I’m going to kiss you so hard later.”

“I can’t wait.”

The Captain returns to his seat and sits down. He winks to his winger.

“Can we get food now, Jonny?” Patrick asks and then winks 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 comes around and gets their food orders. At the end, Jonathan calls the waiter over for a private chat and the man smiles and nods to him. Patrick stares at his best friend with a questioning look.

After they eat their dinner, Jonathan’s surprise comes for Patrick. It is a glass of the blond’s favorite wine. And Patrick knows what his Captain’s intents are. As it is set in front of him, he looks across to see his Captain smirking at him. The winger thanks the waiter and then happily lifts the glass up and begins to sip at it.

Jonathan wants him nice and relaxed and it is almost like he is “roofieing” him. But Jonathan isn’t a jerk and he isn’t going to abuse his relationship with Patrick. The thing is, Patrick wants Jonathan to do this. And Jonathan is happy to oblige, plus they are celebrating.

“It’s for your game-winning goal a few nights ago, buddy. And because 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 swears he sees his friend also mouth, “It’s also for later...in the bedroom.”

The two continue to awkwardly chat, finding it more and more difficult not to dive across the table and make out, but they somehow make it an hour and a half at the restaurant without getting in one another’s pants. They know that it is coming. Both eagerly finish everything and pay the bill - well Jonathan does, as it is “his treat”.

Patrick is already feeling intoxicated and relaxed, as Jonathan licks his lip, where a few drops of the booze have leaked back out. He’s had like eight glasses. But now, neither are caring so much about not sharing their secret relationship. Jonathan dives across the table and grabs Patrick’s mouth with his, licking up the stray drops of booze.

All around gasps sound and then the Captain pull back and gets to his feet and rounds the table. He hovers over Patrick, as he smiles and reaches into his pocket. He withdraws a small black box.

The blond is giving him a classic half smile, like he is curiously confused and maybe it is his intoxication level. He stares up at Jonathan, who opens up the box and displays a red and black colored wedding band.

“Kaner, baby, will you marry me?”

“What? Jonny-- are you serious?”

“I’m totally serious.”

“Yes!! Yes Jonny I will! I will marry you!!” the blond shouts and throws his arms around his brunette lover. Jonathan embraces him back.

They share a kiss to hoots and hollers from the restaurant crowd. There is clapping and whistling and approval. Even a few “awes”. Then they break apart and Jonathan slides the band onto Patrick’s ring finger. They share another quick kiss and Patrick gleams as he admires Jonathan’s wedding band for him. It is silver and black and has a red ruby gem embedded into it.

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

Patrick looks up and downs his last glass of booze, smiling drunkenly. “Alright, Jonny, can’t wait until you get into my pants! Iloveyousomuch, Jonny.”

They get up from their seats and walk out of the restaurant, Jonathan helping his drunk friend out. It is fine for him to be intoxicated, as long as the Captain has him and he is closely monitored. And that is the case. Jonathan loves drunk Patrick a lot and they have many a reason to celebrate. They make it to Jonathan’s jeep once more.

Notes

GUESS WHAT???? KAZER WEDDING!!!!!!!!!!! XPPPP
AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It's so awesome that this landed on the day before Valentine's Day!!!! XD
Haha Reimsy though in this. "All About That Kess" will be stuck in my head now and hopefully yours. :P You're welcome. ;)


Next up: Kazer Wedding!! <3