Sid doesn't get drunk the night of the gold medal game. Everyone seems to expect him to, and people have been shoving cups at him all night, but he never gets more than a mouthful before someone else tackles him, and he doesn't really care. He doesn't need it - he's flying even without it, just sailing along on the goal, the medal, the win. They won. They won.
People keep hugging him, slinging their arms around him, scrubbing their palms over his head, and he doesn't mind that either. He tries, whenever he gets a chance, to congratulate the other guys, to thank them and make sure they know they did good. At one point he fetches up next to Hayley Wickenheiser and spends ten minutes earnestly telling her the same thing, because fuck, she and her team won too, and they were awesome. That's the longest conversation he manages all night, though. People keep grabbing him, tugging at him, pulling and shoving him, and he grins, can't stop grinning, because they won
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It doesn't take much torque to twist himself around, to slide off the couch to the floor between Jarome's feet. "Sid," Jarome says - just that. Sid kneels up and sets his hands on Jarome's knees. Jarome looks at him for a long moment. Then he wraps his palm around the back of Sid's neck
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The Flames come to Pittsburgh, and Jarome smiles at Sid on the ice during warmups, the same friendly smile, not a smug one. He smiles again and says, "Hey, Sid," when they skate up to the faceoff circle. Nobody calls Sid a cocksucker any more pointedly than usual
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People keep hugging him, slinging their arms around him, scrubbing their palms over his head, and he doesn't mind that either. He tries, whenever he gets a chance, to congratulate the other guys, to thank them and make sure they know they did good. At one point he fetches up next to Hayley Wickenheiser and spends ten minutes earnestly telling her the same thing, because fuck, she and her team won too, and they were awesome. That's the longest conversation he manages all night, though. People keep grabbing him, tugging at him, pulling and shoving him, and he grins, can't stop grinning, because they won ( ... )
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MY,
GOD.
I COULD NOT BE HAPPIER WITH THIS FILL. THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT I WANTED, HOW IS LIFE THIS AWESOME. HOW ARE YOU THIS AWESOME.
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