fic: like sunday morning

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TITLE: Like Sunday Morning
AUTHOR: Frala
E-MAIL: frala at hotmail dot com
DISTRIBUTION: Just at Perchance to Dream
DISCLAIMER: I neither claim any ownership to any of the characters aside from the ones I made up. And I'm not implying anything about any of the characters in real life. Its all fiction, none of it actually happened, I made it up.
RATING: PG, maybe even G, though one character is underage if that sort of things bothers you.
CHARACTERS: Jiri Suchy, Jakub Voracek, from the Halifax Mooseheads.
SUMMARY: Jiri thinks about the last few months.


A little visual help. Jiri's the brunette and Jake is blond.

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Not that Jiri had had a hard life by any means but some things had worked out easier than others. Hockey was hard work for him, he practiced extra, and worked hard, same as school, same as everything, and he didn't take anything for granted. Not even his love life, now that he had one.

Sometimes Jiri thinks about that night in Sweden. He thinks about a lot of other nights before that, when he'd had those same thoughts and ideas about Jake and didn't act on them, or say anything, but mostly he thinks about that night.

He can't help but wonder if they hadn't of bumped into that couple that was making out outside the hotel, how long he would have waited to say anything. As much as they've been close that night, touching, hugging, he'd even wiped whipped cream off Jake's lip, he doesn't know if he'd have worked up the courage to do more though.

Part of him would like to think he'd have said something anyway, he can remember a lot of nights that he'd had they exact same thoughts and found himself unable to say anything. He can remember all the hugs and drawing his arms around Jake when they got cold and talking so close he could feel his breath sometimes when they'd work on homework and his English and he's more thankful for random people kissing than anyone has ever been possibly.

That night changed everything for him… for them. In a million awesome ways. It wasn't his first kiss, but it was the first one that really meant something for him. And it just grew from there, right away they'd started sleeping in the same bed, like they couldn't get enough of each other, even when it had been only sleeping and touching. And since then it'd only been distance and the initial fear of talking to their billets that'd kept them apart, though what happened in bed had grown as well.

Back in Halifax their billets had been more than understanding, and supportive, they couldn't have asked for things to have been made easier for them there. It felt like it was meant to be somehow for Jiri, even if he didn't know how to put that into words properly, it just all fit for him. And he loved how smooth it all went.

So much so that it wasn't until it was pointed out to him that their age could have been an issue that he even really thought about it at all. Once it had been he even laughed a little thinking about all the times they'd been out around places, him with full facial hair looking a little older than nineteen sometimes, and Jake all fresh faced and looking every bit his seventeen years. And still he wouldn't have changed anything had he known, and now that they were back home there was no issue at all, they had the blessing of both of their parents, and what anyone else thought didn't matter anyway.

Being in Halifax and on the road had been so awesome. They'd had all their time together, learning and exploring, not only being in a relationship but each other physically. Being a little adventurous at times, though at this point everything they did felt like that a little bit.

Back home now, it was a little bit of adjusting for them and Jiri found himself laying in bed alone at night and it wasn't even sex he missed, though it was that as well, it more mostly just that he was alone and not with Jake.

There was a lot of thinking about the nights they'd spent together, and a lot of time on the phone, talking about everything until they were so close to falling asleep they'd whisper goodnight and I love you and drift off. It was almost like Jake was there… but the blanket around him wasn't as good as Jake's arms nor as warm as Jake's body pressed tight to him.

It was thoughts like that, and he suspected the way his face looked when he talked about Jake that made it so easy for Petr to tease him about being lovesick and sappy. And it didn't bother him at all, which only frustrated Petr a little more and made him try harder, but even then Jiri didn't mind, it was more of an excuse to talk about Jake.

But then there were days like today. Jake had been gone a little while, and his mind kept on drifting back to saying goodbye and how it seemed to be getting harder and harder to do that. Every day seemed to be lasting just a little longer and he knew it was time to see Jake again.

Petr would only tease him a little more if he took some days off. He knew he'd helped his dad enough the last few days after being with the kids that there wouldn't be an issue there either. And Jake's parents always seemed happy to see him, so why not?

Packing a few things in his bag, tossing it in the back seat and getting Zora ready as well was easy enough, just like everything else had been. For some people they'd start to wonder if something bad was going to happen because everything had been smooth so far, but for Jiri that just made him even more certain that it was right.

Now all he had to do was drive there and surprise Jake.

Easy.

THE END