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Author: mafp_n_guin
Title: Consequence (drabble)
Pairing: Jordan Staal/ Evgeni Malkin
Fandom: Pittsburgh Penguins
Rating: R
Word Count: 200
A/N: just the results of a random bunny that popped into my head during yesterdays game…enjoy!
“I‘m gonna kill him… Just fucking kill him… Should know better” Max and Tyler exchanged worried looks as Jordan cursed under his breath, glaring at the rangers defense.
“uhh, Jord?” Max ventured as they climbed off the bench and glided over to the tunnel.
“Fucking…Stupid asshole…He‘s fucking dead…”the center continued, ignoring Max. Evgeni heard this and gave Max a worried look.
“What Is Jordan being mad about?” Max thought back. Jordan had been muttering since about halfway through the first period.
“He is being mad at his brother” Jarkko grinned, walking past. Evgeni furrowed his brow and made his way over to his locker. Jordan was staring at the logo on the floor in front of him.
“Jordan?” He questioned, his deep voice taking on a melodic quality. The blonde looked up and smiled.
“hey. Don‘t worry, Marc‘ll regret going after you… Nobody fucks with you and gets away with it. Especially my family” Evgeni smiled and set his hand on his boyfriends knee, giving it a slight squeeze as the blonde continued “Marc knows about us… I don‘t know how he thought he‘d get away with it…nobody fucks with my baby.” He leaned over and kissed the Russian. “Nobody.”
Title: Consequence (drabble)
Pairing: Jordan Staal/ Evgeni Malkin
Fandom: Pittsburgh Penguins
Rating: R
Word Count: 200
A/N: just the results of a random bunny that popped into my head during yesterdays game…enjoy!
“I‘m gonna kill him… Just fucking kill him… Should know better” Max and Tyler exchanged worried looks as Jordan cursed under his breath, glaring at the rangers defense.
“uhh, Jord?” Max ventured as they climbed off the bench and glided over to the tunnel.
“Fucking…Stupid asshole…He‘s fucking dead…”the center continued, ignoring Max. Evgeni heard this and gave Max a worried look.
“What Is Jordan being mad about?” Max thought back. Jordan had been muttering since about halfway through the first period.
“He is being mad at his brother” Jarkko grinned, walking past. Evgeni furrowed his brow and made his way over to his locker. Jordan was staring at the logo on the floor in front of him.
“Jordan?” He questioned, his deep voice taking on a melodic quality. The blonde looked up and smiled.
“hey. Don‘t worry, Marc‘ll regret going after you… Nobody fucks with you and gets away with it. Especially my family” Evgeni smiled and set his hand on his boyfriends knee, giving it a slight squeeze as the blonde continued “Marc knows about us… I don‘t know how he thought he‘d get away with it…nobody fucks with my baby.” He leaned over and kissed the Russian. “Nobody.”