chapter 6!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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 Author: mafp_n_guin
Pairing: Jordan Staal/ Evgeni Malkin
Fandom: Pittsburgh Penguins
Rating: R
A/N: So sorry this took so long. I feel like such a bitch cuz this chapters been done for, like, a week and I'm only posting it now. Chalk it upto me slowly getting over the fact that my two favorite pens were traded in the same day....okay, i sound like a whiny emo bitch right now....thanks to everyone who commented! I hope 7'll be up soon!

 

Evgeni extended his hand to the teenager and grinned. Jordan smiled shyly and grasped the Russians large paw. Evgeni hauled him to his feet, and Jordan stumbled forward into his teammates chest. Geno quickly wrapped an arm around Jordan in an attempt to steady them, and Jordan sunk into the embrace before quickly realizing what he was doing and pulled away.

“heh, thanks Geno.” he laughed nervously. Evgeni smiled and waved him off

“da… go party?” he motioned with his head to the door, and Jordan nodded. He picked up his bottle of vodka and followed Evgeni down the stairs and into the kitchen, setting the bottle on the counter and reaching for the stash of shot glasses he had on top of the refrigerator. Colby laughed when he saw the label on the bottle and slung an arm around Evgeni.

“planning on getting The Gronk drunk again? Good, let me help…” Evgeni grinned and looked at him quizzically. Jordan rolled his eyes as he busied himself with cleaning out the glasses.

“Help?” Evgeni questioned. Colby grinned and nodded before motioning to the doorway where Ty was standing, holding a box with several bottles sticking out of the top. Evgeni grinned and Jordan sighed.

“Army, what the hell is all that for?” Colby laughed and walked over to take the box from Ty.

“It‘s my private stock… and what the fuck do you think it‘s for?” he grunted, setting the box on the counter next to the vodka. Jordan just groaned and reached back up on top of the fridge for the rest of the shot glasses.

“always knew collecting these things would be useful…” Colby just patted his shoulder, laughed, and walked off. Evgeni leaned against the fridge and looked at Jordan for a moment before grabbing another towel and helping the teenager to dust the shot glasses. When they were clean, Jordan picked up the bottle of vodka and hid it in a cupboard above them. Evgeni looked over at him curiously, and Jordan blushed.

“that‘s for us… I didn‘t want anybody else drinking it.” he shrugged. Evgeni smiled broadly and enveloped his friend in a hug, startling the young center momentarily. Jordan relaxed after a second and returned the hug, wishing like hell that he could melt into the Russians strong arms and intoxicating scent. Quickly dismissing the thoughts, he pulled away and blushed madly when he saw Erik standing behind Evgeni, smiling knowingly

“Hey Jordan… Army said he brought his private stock…d‘you know where he put it?” He questioned. Jordan nodded and pointed to the box on the counter before freezing.

“wait… since when do you drink the hard stuff Crush?” Erik shrugged as he walked around his teammates and began rummaging through the bottles of liquor.

“since I started getting scratched…” he mumbled as he pulled out a bottle of peppermint schnapps and filled one of the shot glasses. He grinned slightly as he picked up the glass and downed it in one swig, his grin changing into a scowl when the liquid burned at his throat. Jordan and Evgeni both gave him a sympathetic look, and Jordan shook his head.

“m‘sorry crush…It should be ME getting scratched…” Jordan mumbled. Erik shook his head.

“forget it Staalsy. Now c‘mon…let‘s go have that party.” he smiled, and strode toward the patio door, motioning for his teammates to follow. Evgeni smiled at Jordan, wrapped an arm around the teens shoulders, and steered him in the direction of the rest of the penguins roster.

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“Hey Jord… can we talk?” someone whispered from behind him. He nodded and turned away from where Kris was babbling a story in French and a very drunken Max was translating (not very well, mind you). Colby was leaning against the counter opposite Jordan, and motioned the blonde to follow him into the hallway. Jordan shrugged and followed, paying no attention to the fact that Sergei had moments before pulled Evgeni away in the same direction. Colby stopped just before the den and took a swig of his beer.

“what‘d you want Col-”

“cut the shit, Staal. I want you to spill, right here, right now. What‘s going on between you and Geno?” he growled. Jordan paled and shook his head

“no-nothing. I mean we‘re friends but nothing‘s going on between us” he stammered, afraid that Colby was in reality homophobic, despite his personality and love of hugging and practically making out with their young captain. He readied himself for an ear-beating and closed his eyes, only for them to snap open as Colby began laughing hysterically.

“dude…y-your face…priceless! Jordan, c‘mon! are you that fucking drunk that you thought I was gonna pound you or something. I was only asking!” he cackled as he sank down the wall, motioning for Jordan to have a seat against the opposite wall.

“why‘d you ask? I mean, does everyone think…” Colby shook his head.

“Nahh…they all just think your stressed over the whole ‘not scoring‘ thing. Besides, they know you and Geno are best friends, so they don‘t question it.” Jordan sighed in relief

“good.” Colby narrowed his eyes at the young center.

“wait, Good? So you guys are only…” Jordan nodded

“only friends, though-” he paused and blushed. Colby just chuckled

“and to think Whits claims Sid and Crush have gaydar…I know Jordan. Who d‘you think tipped Max and Bugsey off?” Jordan stared at him for a few moments before rolling his eyes and standing.

“You know, you‘re not half as stupid as you look, Army. Now if you don‘t mind, I think I need another beer…” Army nodded as Jordan walked away. All of a sudden, He perked up.

“HEY! Are you saying I‘m stupid? Get back here, you skinny little farm-boy bitch, I‘m gomma pound you!” he shouted, though Jordan had long since disappeared from sight. “JORDAN!”

 

He felt something cold and obviously glass, and blushed madly when he pulled out a large bottle of Evgeni’s favorite vodka.

“We will have fun with tonight?” Evgeni asked, and all Jordan could do was nod. Fun indeed.

Comments

[dum-spiro19.livejournal.com]

Finally!! haha. Great job! I love the Jordan/Geno pairing. Poor Crush... ♥ Army and Erik ♥

[jess-the1.livejournal.com]

That was very cute. Geno/Jordan is very cute and then theres Army.lol

Really awasome.

[cali-diva10.livejournal.com]

Thank you so much for posting. I really enjoyed it, great job! I can't wait till you post more.

I'm sorry that you lost two of your favorite players *hugs*

[morivera4213.livejournal.com]

awww colby being called half stupid and ooo fun to come. cant wait to read more.