“You weren’t supposed to hear that.”
It was a little known fact that #74, the little goalie that could, Juuse Saros was, in a word, adorable. Despite the numerous of times that he tries to be bigger than he really is, all he does is make himself even cuter than he was before.
It’s even worse during a game that he wins, because his smile gets so big and wide, and his dimples can be seen from space. Eyes are sparkling with pride and joy, and if he ever asked for anything in that moment anyone would go head over heels to make it happen.
Roman told himself it was stupid to think this way, but after watching Juuse’s face light up after his big win against Dallas he had a hard time not looking. He’s had a hard time ever since the kid came to the team.
A bright-eyed kid with the hopes and dreams to become just like Peks in the NHL. It was sweet and endearing to see the way he leached off of Pekka like he was gods gift to mankind. The way he would linger off of every word the older goaltender said, but not just him, but the other guys as well.
He looked up to all of them like they were his older brother, but Roman was having difficulties reining in these new feeling that have developed over the new season.
He had figured out a week or so back that something was going on between Peks and Juuse. It was made confirmed when he had actually witnessed them kissing in a local bar. He had his suspicions that something would happen, but he never thought it would happen so quickly.
It had started way before Juuse had even come to America for the first time. He knew the older goaltender had always been keeping an eye on him, and seeing how far he was coming. Then it came to a head a few weeks back, something that Roman knew was coming. But what he didn’t except was to find the sight of his two teammates, his two goalies, his two friends kissing each other very arousing.
So since that time it’s been near torture not to say a word, or to approach the younger netminder in a way that wouldn’t be engulfing him in a hug much like what Peks does every time Juuse plays.
The growing problem finally came to a head, as mentioned before, at the end of the Dallas game. He was just..so cute! He was smiling ear to ear, and when the horn finally went off he was the first to skate out of the crease to meet all of them from the bench. He was practically vibrating with excitement, and Roman could see how hard he was trying not to cry right there on the ice.
He swore up and down that he wouldn’t let himself do anything, but he skated up the line, and tried his best to engulf him in a hug much like how Peks does. He hears Juuse sigh softly, leaning into the hug.
God no wonder Pekka loves hugging him.
He wanted to stay in that moment, just for a little bit longer, but he knew he needed to be the captain and allow his other teammates to congratulate the young goalie. He skated on back to the bench, but had just enough time to catch sight of Pekka throwing himself around Juuse.
Juuse was beaming.
Roman felt a pang of something hit him hard in the chest at the sight, and had to get down the tunnel quickly before he felt like he would combust. The feeling never went away, and got worse as he watched Juuse struggle through to reign in his emotions. He looked like a little vibrating puppy, full of joy and excitement but also terrified out of his mind because of how well he’s done.
But Roman stayed put, letting Pekka take care of him like he knew he would. He had teased them the day before about being clingy and open, but really he craved it. He loved his girlfriend, he loved her so much that he knew that he was going to propose to her very soon, but he also knew that she was very busy too, and having the time to spend with her was very few in between.
He would give anything for a little bit of intimacy with someone while he was away or she was away. He pushed all of it down though, and continued to be the captain that the team needed him to be.
Two days later him and the guys were right in the middle of finishing up practice for the day, all the guys getting ready to leave when he pulled out his phone to see if he missed any messages. He was scrolling through Instagram from his stall when he had to stop and pause at a photo that appeared on his timeline.
It was a little known fact that the whole team followed each other on Instagram and pretty much everywhere else, so even those on the team who kept their profiles private they could still see their photos. So his breath was taken from him when he saw a photo of Juuse, bright-eyed, smiling big and wide, so wide that his dimples appeared. He had a flush to his cheeks, and was just barely biting his bottom lip.
He looked so fucking cute. Goddamn he was so cute and apparently his mind was so caught up in the emotion of seeing this photo, and of course liking it, that he had said it aloud.
“What did you say?”
He looked up startled, and then he started to panic as his eyes met Juuse’s as he stood in slight shock in front of him.
“What?” It was the only intelligent thing he could say.
“Before, you were, you’re..Roman you’re looking at a picture of me, and you said..something,” He was whispering now so the other guys wouldn’t hear.
Damn. Roman really started to panic.
“What did I say?!”
Juuse blushed. Goddamn he didn’t need this, not now. “You said, ‘wow he’s so cute.’ That’s…yeah, you said that.”
Roman was mortified. He hadn’t meant for that to slip out, hadn’t meant to say anything about that at all, but it seemed that his luck had run out. He looked up shaking his head as he tried in some vague attempt to reassure Juuse that he meant nothing by what he said, but that isn’t what came out.
“I’m so sorry, You weren’t suppose to hear that. You weren’t suppose to hear any of that! I didn’t..I didn’t mean..I’m sorry I just..”
“Look I know. I’m sorry. I need to go, I’m sorry,” He was saying this just as he was grabbing his stuff. In a frantic need to leave and hopefully bury himself for 90 years until he didn’t feel this way anymore.
“Roman what? Wait!”
Roman was already out of the locker room and heading down the hall when he heard footsteps coming up quickly behind him. “Roman please wait! Please!”
He didn’t answer and kept walking. But then a hand snatched up and grabbed onto his, making him stop, spinning him around to see Juuse panting slightly as he held onto him.
“Please just wait. For just a second, please.” They looked down at the same time to see that they were still holding hands, and Juuse quickly dropped his, making his chest ache as he did.
Roman wanted to escape, to leave, and never look back. He wasn’t sure if he’d be traded, but he sure hoped that it wouldn’t have to come to that. “Why Juuse? Why can’t you just let me leave. I’ve already done enough damage okay? I don’t want to cause anymore trouble for you or for Pekka.”
Juuse shook his head, with a confused look on his face. “What are you talking about?”
“Juuse. Don’t you get it! I think you’re cute okay? Not just, ‘aw he looks cute.’ No, cute as in, ‘aw he looks so cute. I wish I could kiss him.’ That kind of cute! So I can’t stay okay? I’m sorry.” He shakes his head, wanting to leave before Juuse grabs onto his hand again. He looks down at him in shock, before he looks around, and takes a step closer to him.
“You think I’m cute?” It was said innocently enough, but the way his eyes sparkled told a totally different story.
Roman was beyond confused.
“Yeah, yes. I think..fuck I think you’re really cute okay? Is that weird? I don’t want anything to be weird between me and Peks or you.”
He saw Juuse smile, so soft, bringing out those dimples that Roman wanted to desperately kiss just to see if he would smile even more. “How long?”
Roman blushed. He didn’t normally, but this was so personal now that he wasn’t really sure what was happening. “Um, I think it really started at the beginning of this season. I knew you were, nice before, but then this season…I don’t know, I just…I don’t know.” He rubbed a hand on the back of his neck, but Juuse just continued to smile while he wallowed in his misery.
“That long huh. Well, I’ve had a crush on you probably before I even joined the team. You were..god you were so hot. Like, you could be a Swedish supermodel or something. And don’t even get me started on your hockey! That’s why I always have a hard time taking showers whenever you’re in there because, well yeah. I..I still care a lot for Pekka, and that’ll never change, but..I still have a crush on you too.” Romans eyes grew wide, as he saw the young goalie blush so prettily, and red, but a soft smile still on his face as he avoided looking at him.
Romans whole world came to a smashing halt. He knew it was stupid. He knew he was an idiot, but goddamnit he wasn’t a captain for nothing. He was the captain now because of the risks he took, and he was willing to take some more.
“Are you..are you okay if we did something?”
Juuse looked up, face full of innocents but now Roman was starting to learn better of it. The young netminder was far from innocent. “Something? What do you mean?”
Roman gritted his teeth and throwing caution to the wind, gripped onto Juuse’s hand, and drug him down the hall. Juuse laughed softly as he did, driving that very pronounced stake further into his chest as he drug him towards the closest storage room. He pulled him in, shutting the door, and locking it behind him before turning the young goalie around and backing him up against the door.
“Do you still want this? Because if I’m reading this wrong, then I’ll request a trade tomorrow.”
Juuse gave him that same smile, the one that started all of this, the sweet dimples coming out as he leaned further back against the door. “Kiss me Roman. God please kiss me.”
He didn’t have to be told twice. He dove in, and first kissed both dimples on his soft cheeks. Juuse sighed, laughing softly, possibly feeling victorious for getting what he wanted. Not that he was complaining. He stepped closer into Juuse’s space crowding him against door as his hands finally moved to his hips. “Kiss me please.” Juuse begged, and Roman was helpless to do anything but comply.
Roman moaned in delight as his lips finally came into contact with Juuse’s own soft ones. Juuse in part groaned in obvious pleasure as his hands came up to tangle into his curls. He was pulled flush against the young boys body and he heard another groan as he felt Juuse start to grind against his leg.
“Please! Please Roman!”
Roman wasn’t so sure about touching Juuse like that, but the pleasure he felt coursing right through him as he listened to Juuse groan and whine made him want to take this boy apart.
“What do you want sweet boy?” He hadn’t meant for the endearment to come out, but he was always a softie whenever he had sex with his girlfriend.
“Please! I want you to touch me please! I’ve wanted this for so long. I need you please!”
He soft whines got to him, shooting straight down to his cock which had started to plump up as soon as he lips made contact with the young boys skin. “Okay I’ve got you, my sweet boy, I’ve got you.”
He knew that this would be quick, but he didn’t know if they’d ever get another chance like this again. So he was quick as he moved his hand down, and deftly undid his jeans. He was instantly shoving his hand inside to fish out his cock, and he felt Juuse stiffen as his hand made contact with him for the first time.
“Voi vitun, Roomalainen! Ole kiltti! lisää!”
Roman couldn’t understand anything that he was saying. The Finnish starting to spill out from the young boy as he started to jerk him off. His voice started to deepen slightly, but with a whine behind it as the foreign language spilled out of him. But Roman found it arousing so he made do to work him faster, thinking that might be what he wanted. He heard his name spoken differently but he couldn’t complain as he brought the young man his pleasure.
Before he knew it he was pushing his own jeans down as well, and was wrapping his hand around both of their members to get them off. It was quick, but still beyond pleasurable, and more than what he could have ever asked for. The only problem was he didn’t account for the sudden appearance of another goaltender looking very amused as they both came out of the closet together.
Roman thought he might die, of Pekka might kill him, either one for touching his boy. He knew he was in trouble and fuck he had wanted to keep this secret.
“Hei Isi.” Juuse said walking up so casually and into Pekka’s waiting arms. The older man kiss the top of his head before pulling back to get a good look at his face and neck.
“You didn’t mark him?” The question was so shocking that Roman was stunned for two seconds before realization finally hit him.
“You knew! You both knew that…you knew I wanted..this?!”
Both goalies started to laugh before having a small discussion in Finnish, then looked back at Roman who was having a crisis. “Yes Jos we knew. Juuse figured it out first, and then pointed it out to me. Once I saw it too, it became very obvious that you wanted a piece of my boy.”
Juuse was beaming like he just won the fucking lottery and Roman wanted to die again, but this time of total embarrassment. “You..you won’t say anything right? I really..I love my girlfriend, but I just..I wanted to see..I couldn’t stop myself.”
Both goalies shared a private look before smiling back at their captain. “Jos, anytime you want to..find some release, then come find us. It’s fine. Seriously, on the road it’s really tough especially since she works too. So anytime you need some comfort, we’d be happy to have some fun for a couple of hours.” Pekka smirked and winked at Roman making the Swede blush from head to toe at what the older netminder was implying.
But, hell, they were two very attractive, talented, and amazing men. Why shouldn’t Roman indulge on the road whenever he could? He cared about them, but not love. It wasn’t love, it was just the need to feel some contact with another human being for a few hours of the days. That he could do.
He smiled back, putting on his captain face, and boldly approached the pair. “I..I would really like that. If..if that’s okay with you guys.”
They shared another look again before Pekka moved a hand out for Roman to take. He did and Pekka pulled him in until he was engulfed into his arms as well. Juuse leaned into Roman’s chest as Pekka moved to kiss his forehead.
Dear god he felt so warm. He loved it.
“What are you doing now?” Roman looked up, and god he’s never felt like this against the older man, but he was starting to love it. He was just so, big.
“Whatever you guys are doing, I’d be up for it. My girlfriend will be out for a couple of days, so if..if I could hang out with you guys, maybe get into some trouble, that would be great. And yeah, you were suppose to hear that this time.”
Juuse looked up, a big sweet endearing smile on his face that Roman couldn’t stand not to kiss. So he did. The younger man smiled into it, as Roman heard the older man hum in something akin to approval. He felt one of Pekka’s big hands come up to lay on the small of his back, possessive in his hold. When he pulled back Juuse’s eyes were sparkling with mischief and dark with need.
Pekka’s were the same, a dark gray ocean blue that made him crave to see what he could do. “Let’s go home. I want to eat first before we do anything else.” The older man decided.
“Oh yes! Can we have pizza today? It doesn’t have to be the regular kind it can be…”
“Yes pizza is fine.”
Roman laughed as he followed the two goalies back out, a big smile on his face, and the knowledge that with taking some risk sometimes you end up with the best rewards.