requested by @hungryalicia

"i've tried everything timo!" tomas exclaimed, "maybe he just doesn't like me."

"you're just too lowkey about it tomas." timo responded.

"well i'm not just going to walk up to him and go, 'hey lucky, i love you' and kiss him." tomas looked at timo.

timo shrugged, "i don't know, it might work."

tomas scoffed.

"just do something more to show your feelings if you don't want to say them to him directly." timo offered his best advice.

"i'll try." tomas laid his head on the table.

timo's eyes lit up, "we have a game in LA the day after tomorrow, wednesday. why don't you invite lucky there? he might already be there. his brother is playing."

"i should. ok i'll do that." tomas grabbed his phone out of his pocket.

hertl the turtle 🐢: heyyy. do you wanna come to the game on wednesday?

lucky doughty 🍀: i'm already going. front row seats. see you there.

tomas celebrated. he would get to see the love of his life. maybe that was a bit much. whoops, maybe he was a little too excited.

*wednesday*

"i'm going to go talk to tomas." lucky said to his older brother, drew.

"mingling with the enemy i see." drew glared at lucky, "i'm kidding go on."

lucky rolled his eyes and walked off, shaking his head at drew's weak attempt at humor.

"lucky!" lucky heard a familiar voice call at him.

lucky span around to see a suit clad tomas hertl. he looked great.

"hey turtle!" lucky exclaimed excitedly.

tomas looked lucky from his shoes all the way up to his head. he took a deep breath.

"you look really good tonight." tomas said confidently.

"thanks, so do you." he complimented right back.

"herts, we have to warm up!" sharks captain logan couture summoned him.

tomas groaned.

"alright cooch. i'll be right there." tomas smiled at lucky, "i'll see you after the game, okay?"

lucky nodded and tomas smiled again as he ran off to join the rest of his team in warming up.

the players were on the ice from both teams. the game was feisty. the rivalry of these two teams was prominent tonight. all lucky wished is that tomas would stay out of the mix for his safety. he didn't want tomas getting injured.

lucky had no idea who to root for, so he stayed neutral and cheered for everyone. it was an option between brother and bestfriend. you'd think it would be easy, i mean your brother is your lifelong buddy, but there was something special about lucky and tomas. he just couldn't quite pinpoint what it was. oh well.

the sharks were definitely looking like the better team in overtime, especially when tomas shot up the side of the ice with the puck on his tape. slowly, but also quickly, leaning his way into center ice closer to the goalie. he got the kings defenseman off his back and tucked the puck in the back of the net.

lucky clapped and pounded on the glass. tomas skated over by him and looked him straight into the eyes.

"I LOVE YOU." tomas shouted, smiling happily.

lucky's face twisted in confusion, "what?"

that's when lucky realized that's why he felt so connected to tomas.

lucky doughty was in love with tomas hertl

tomas's face turned upside down, a frown instead of a bright smile. his eyes producing tears that were now running down his face. before lucky could respond anything at all, tomas skated away and directly into the dressing room.

lucky jumped out of his seat and ran as fast as he could through all the fans down to the dressing room not wanting to miss him. lucky wanted to talk.

security stopped him, but with a show of his ID he was through. panting, lucky waited outside the visiting teams locker room.

"are you lucky doughty?" lucky shot around to see who was saying his name.

timo meier

"yeah?"

"oh no one's in there but tomas. go on in." timo smiled.

"thank you so much." lucky pushed the door open quietly.

he walked with quiet steps into the main area where he saw tomas in his stall with his head in his hands.

lucky took another step and being clumsy hit one of the player's sticks which clattered. tomas's head jerked up.

"what are you doing here?" he said quietly.

lucky couldn't and didn't answer. he just stood there.

"well if you aren't going to leave i will." tomas started to grab his stuff.

"kiss me."