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just some random drabble inspired by this gif:


and Brad Richards' constant 'what-the-fuck-did-I-sign-myself-up-for?' face during the convention when he realized that he had not, in fact, signed with a team of professionals who wanted the Cup again, but with a team of co-dependent idiots who take turns driving each other crazy and driving each other to win the Cup again. Welcome to Chicago, Richards, enjoy the insanity. (pic of Richards for clarification:



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Brad glanced up and blinked, unsure if he was just seeing things or.

He closed his eyes and opened them again: no, Seabrook really was plastered along Keith's back, arms around his waist and face tucked against his neck.

"Come on, Seabsie, I have to finish stripping down," Duncs said warmly as he gestured to the under armour that was still on his lower half.

"What, can't a guy want to cuddle with his platonic life partner when he's all sweaty?" Seabs whined as he rubbed his nose along Duncs' hairline. "Sometimes a guy just needs to cuddle, come on."

Duncs sighed long sufferingly but even to Brad's eyes he looked fond as he elbowed Seabs back enough to pull it the rest of the way off.

Seabs, who had already stripped down to his boxers, scowled and managed to move back enough to let his best friend get out of the rest of his gear, but still remained pressed against his upper back.

"I suppose you're coming into the showers, too," Duncs drawled as he grabbed his towel and headed for the showers, Seabs still draped over him.

"Of course, asshole, I need to be clean, too," Seabs scoffed. "I forgot my towel again, Jigsaw, so I need to borrow yours."

Their bickering trailed off and Brad glanced around, non-plussed when it looked like no one had noticed anything odd about the d-mens interaction.

A noise to his right made him look over and notice that Kaner was digging around in Tazer's dress pants for something- while Tazer was still in them. And the way Tazer didn't seem bothered by it all, just kept up his conversation with Sharpy.

Brad mentally shrugged it off as he put his coat on and called out a goodbye to the guys still there; he wanted to win another Cup before he retired and this was easily the best place to do it.

Even if Chicago was alot weirder than anyone had told him.

Date: 2014-09-19 07:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] candy-belle.livejournal.com
oh poor brad!!! but mmmm duncs shoudlers!!! love those shoulders

Date: 2014-09-19 07:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] darkangel-0410.livejournal.com
Yeah. I hate to break it to you, Brad, but it only gets worse from here on out, lol. I think we can all agree that Duncs shoulders are a national treasure.

Date: 2014-09-20 03:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] candy-belle.livejournal.com
oh yes wait till the teens start up as well!!

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