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pierre-luc dubois | winnipeg jets

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You laughed out loud at your closest friend, Calla's jokes as she told you a few funny ones that she found on social media.

She told you a joke that you loved the most and it made your stomach hurt from laughing so hard with your cheeks from smiling also.

You then sobered up and shook your head to yourself in disbelief. "Gosh, you just know how to crack me up." You said and also made your friend laugh.

"Well, I try to." She shrugged.

All of a sudden, her phone rang and she picked it up within a second with a scared look on her face visibly.

You noticed it and slightly frowned as you took a sip of your coffee. Before she hanged up, she stammered and quickly packed up her stuff.

"Is something going on?" You asked her and watched her stand up with a bag over her shoulder.

"I'm so sorry, Y/N. But Mark is in a coma after a car accident." She explained and you widened your eyes in shock.

Mark was from the Winnipeg Jets and had introduced you to his younger sister who happens to be your friend soon after all. And as you just found out that he was in a coma broke your heart. You knew how close Calla and Mark were ever since they grew up together. She even had mentioned that he was her hero and her superstar as everything she supported him.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. Um, do you need me to go with you?" You asked her and she quickly shook her head.

"No, it's fine. I'll go by myself. See you later, Y/N." She rambled on and left without giving you a chance to talk back.

You nodded and watched her exit the cafe as you took another sip of your cup. You swallowed hard and grabbed out ten bucks on the counter before standing up.

"I should go too." You said under your breath and grabbed your bag.

As you also exited the cafe, you headed to your car and stammered the engine as you wanted to go home and see your boyfriend of nine years.

You and Pierre were teenagers — fourteen when you two met and had started dating after being friends about a week later.

You had watched him grow into a boy to a young adult that you were very proud of.

As you two lived currently live in Winnipeg due to your boyfriend's job, you didn't like it for some reason. You felt like Columbus was the one for you and Pierre knew it but someday, you two need to get used to it.

Just then as you made it to your house with Pierre, you parked the car and noticed his car parked in the side.

You frowned and unlocked the front door, keeping silent so you could surprise him. As you dropped your bag and headed upstairs, you heard nothing but silence until you heard a faint noise.

The frown on your face came back as you widened your eyes. Stepping closer to the bedroom door each time, you heard a loud noise with a shush noise to it.

You quietly opened the door and gasped in shock. You couldn't believe your eyes until you had realized what was going on.

As you saw your boyfriend and the woman beside him having sex, you stepped close into the room and bit the inside of your cheek to prevent yourself from sobbing in front of him.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" You shouted and glanced at the two in disbelief.

Pierre immediately got his gaze on you and stood up from the bed, putting on his boxers and a t-shirt. "Y/N! I can explain!" He rushed to you.

You scoffed. "You fucking pervert!" You slapped him across the face to the side and then slapped the girl behind him as hard as you could.

"Get the fuck out of here!" You yelled at her and she wasted no time, picking up her stuff.

As she left with a loud slam, you looked at Pierre in disbelief and disgust.

"Is this what you've been doing behind my back?" You asked him as you crossed your arms, waiting for him to go on when he had his mouth open.

"Y/N, I can explain!" He reached his hand to my arm and repeated the words once again but you pulled back, giving him your death glare that he hated.

"Don't fucking touch me with your dirty hand. Explain! Go on." You warned him and he kept quiet until he ran his other hand in his hair.

"It was a mistake. Please, it-it just happened so fast. I didn't even realize what had happened to me when I found out that woman wasn't you. I-I only wanted you, Y/N. Only you. But I fucked up. I'm sorry." He explained but you still didn't believe him.

"I can't trust you anymore, Pierre. You cheated on me. You know what happens when someone cheats. They lose trust." You spoke to him with your voice softly as you didn't want to scream anymore. You were so angry, upset and exhausted from everything you've seen and heard. You were feeling a lot of emotions today and had enough. "And that someone is you." You aggressively pushed him on his chest with his finger as he stumbled back with a disappointed look on his face.

"I'm sorry." He mumbled as he kept his gaze on the floor.

"You fucked it up." You grabbed your bags and walked to the front door as you opened it. But you stopped at your movements and slowly looked over your shoulder. "Goodbye, Pierre." You quietly whispered and gave him a look one last time before you went out.

You couldn't believe him. You really thought he was the man for you but he ruined everything for you guys.

When you heard loud footsteps, you frowned and looked behind you, glancing at Pierre with puffy and red face features.

"Y/N, please don't leave me. I love you. Please, please, please don't leave me. I regret it." He sobbed and held my hands, tightening the grip but you shook your head and pulled away.

You later felt the brim of your eyes form tears as you looked at Pierre, sobbing.

"I can't, Pierre. I can't love you anymore. You cheated on me." You reminded him.

He sniffled. "Please, Y/N. I will do whatever you want."

"Do this." You said and caught his attention as he quickly stopped his sobbing. He nodded. "I'm letting you find someone who you truly love. Don't ever cheat on her." You bit the inside of your cheek and clutched your hands tighter around the bag.

"No, baby. I don't want her. I need you. You're my breath, please don't leave me. I won't ever cheat on you, please. I love you so much." He pleaded as a tear slipped and you slightly buckled your cheeks but you kept your confidence.

"Goodbye, Pierre." You lastly said and swallowed hard. As your turned around and clenched your eyes shut, you quietly sobbed.

"I won't forget you, Y/N!" He yelled, making you flutter up your eye-lids and stop your movements suddenly.

A tear slipped on your cheek and you quickly wiped it away as you quivered your chin.

You looked over your shoulder and nodded your head as you told him the last thing before you flew out of the country that you loved from all the memories and the friends you've made for the past years ago. You gave Pierre a dry smile and shook your head. "You should because it's over."

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moveslikejagrr · 3 years

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brock boeser | vancouver canucks

•••

As you let out a deep sigh, setting up the camera. You felt the blood rush to your body as your hands shook lightly.

You placed on a smile and waved at the small camera at the corner of the top table.

"Hey, guys." You said and pursed your lips nervously. "So today's video, it's a bit different. But I am going to be pranking Brock." Shit. You didn't like it. "I know you guys have been requesting this for a year and the reason why I didn't want to do this was because I was scared that my relationship with my boyfriend will end badly. If this goes wrong, this goes to you guys." You chuckled at your words and slightly shook your head. Then, you continued but heard a small noise at the back as you frowned. "Anyways, like I said this is different. So I'm going to use my knuckles instead of makeup to make it more realistic. I've seen this trend on TikTok where you pinch your cheek or anywhere and it becomes like a hickey!" You instructed and bit the inside of your cheek as you checked the time.

Your eyes widened and instantly you looked at the camera, moving it into a better place so your boyfriend wouldn't find the camera.

"Oh, crap. Brock is coming in ten minutes." You informed the fans and started to pinch your neck aggressively as time goes by.

With a mirror in front of you, you checked out the hickeys and cursed your breath. Then, placing back the mirror to where it was before, you pursed your lips and swallowed hard as you clutched your hands tightly.

As you sat on the couch with a phone in your hand, you looked at the camera and gave it hurt yet funny look.

Bouncing your leg rapidly, you heard the doorknob riddle and the click after. You widened your eyes and pinched your palm to calm down.

"Hey, babe." You said, happily and stood up, walking over to him. Before you went him, you made over to cover your neck with your hair so he wouldn't see the hickey that fast.

Brock smiled as he placed his bags down. "Hi, baby. What did you make?" He pecked your lips and hugged you for a bit.

"I made your favourite." You stated, wiggling your brows and he cocked his eyebrow at you.

"Really? What did I do?" He stated and asked you. You laughed and shrugged.

Then, it was time. As you slowly flew your hair to the side, you swallowed hard and felt his gaze on you while you made your way to the couch again, giving the camera a look.

"Um, babe? What is that?" He pointed at my neck and I frowned to seem like I didn't know what he was talking about.

"What? What're you talking about?" You told him and touched your hair softly.

He walked closer to your side and sat beside you, looking deeply to your neck. While he frowned and darted his eyes back and forth to you and the hickeys, you pursed your lips and bounced your leg nervously.

"Are you cheating on me?" Shit.

You widened your eyes and opens up your lips in shock. "What? Brock, I am not cheating on you!" You reasoned but he frowned and scoffed at you.

"Then, what the fuck is that?" He pointed at your neck again and stood up, picking him his voice a bit higher.

You pursed your lips and stammered, not knowing what to say until you found a lie to use.

"I must've burned myself. Brock, I am not cheating—" you glanced at him and also stood up, crossing your arms.

"Y/N." He gave you a stern look as he cut you off. You exhaled and roughly ran your hand across your face.

"Fine, I did." You immediately saw the look on his face. "I'm sorry. Brock, I am so sorry. I didn't mean to do it. I'm sorry." You quivered your chin and tried to touch his arm but he backed himself away.

"With who?" He said quietly and you stammered, having no idea what man popped up in your mind and if you said his teammate, you knew Brock could've killed him the next time he saw him walking down the streets. But he roughly shook his head, stopping you from talking again. "Seven years, Y/N. Seven years and you do this to me? I can't believe you." He declaimed and frowned in disbelief at you.

"Babe, I—"

"Don't call me babe. I'm out of here." He cut you off again and you exhaled sharply, biting the inside of your cheek.

Shit.

"Babe. Brock!" You shouted to catch his attention but he ignored you, grabbing his bags.

As you ran to get the camera, you grabbed it and cursed under your breath a million times while your boyfriend left outside. You followed him and stopped him.

"Brock! Look." You stated and caught his attention to you and then the camera.

"Why are you recording me?" He asked you and suddenly stopped his movements.

You chuckled, "I'm pranking you, Brock. This is a prank. I never cheated on you." You glanced at him and noticed the sadness in his eyes before you told him it was a prank.

He sighed and dropped his bags, kneeling as he covered his face with his hands. You felt bad so you carefully placed the camera on the floor and kneeled beside him.

"I'm sorry." You whispered to him and hugged him but he didn't hug you properly until he finally did it, wrapping his arms around your body. "I'm sorry. Everyone's been requesting this for a long time." You responded and felt him shift uncomfortably.

"Is the hickeys real?" He said as he pulled away so he can see the hickeys one more time and you chuckled at his words, shaking your head.

"No, I just pinched myself." You replied, touching your neck to dissolve the hickeys but you knew it was going to take time. You sweetly smiled at him and saw his eyes sparkle with happiness.

"They look so real." He murmured and trailed his finger across your neck, sending you shivers.

"I know. And I'm sorry. I love you." You hugged him and rubbed his back.

"I love you too, babe." He mumbled onto your shoulder and kissed it sweetly.

"Come on, it's cold." You said and grabbed his hand before he brought his bags with him and the camera also. He gave it to you and you thanked him before you placed the camera in front of you guys.

"Ok, guys. I told Brock the truth and that is it. We're fine. Um, I will see you soon. Bye, guys!" You and Brock waved at the camera. You closed down, stopping the recording completely.

"You really scared me, Y/N. I thought you actually cheated on me." He held his chest and chuckled under his breath.

"You know I would never do that." You smiled and wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him close.

"True." He nodded and kissed your forehead before hiding his head in the crook of your neck. You laughed and gently rubbed his back as he hummed, vibrations going through your body.

"I love you so much, Y/N. That I will marry you one day and have our own kids together who will look like you." He murmured against your shoulder and you grinned widely.

And it happened.

You guys got married within a year later of seven years of dating. And now, you are currently expecting twins coming soon. You guessed that his words became true.

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matthew tkachuk | calgary flames

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Third round in and you hadn't been tired ever since this fight started about a few minutes ago.

You panted through your nostrils as you shuffled and held your fists tighter when you send a threw to your opponent's face.

You swallowed hard as the audience cheered at the punch you threw and the opponent clenched her jaw madly.

That, she slashed your leg and quickly got booed but then the crowd instantly changed their mood when they found out that I knocked her out.

You raised your arms and sighed in relief when you lifted your head, clenching your eyes shut as you prayed every word coming out of your mouth.

As you heard whistles and applauds in excitement throughout the arena, you swallowed hard and smiled at the crowd while the referee and nurses checked the opponent out.

You felt bad. You hated every person in the fight when they didn't care about knocking out their opponent. They just wanted the money and the congratulations around the world.

So you went towards your opponent and congratulated her even though she was in a bad place. She smiled and patted your shoulder.

"I'm so sorry about this. I know you did so well. I'm proud of you." You whispered to your ear and she nodded.

"It's fine. You did amazing out there. You're the best." She said in her deep Polish accent and hugged you sweetly.

Then, you guys pulled away when you felt a hand on your bare shoulder, catching your attention. As you patted her back gently, you send her a sweet smile even though you still felt bad for her.

"Congrats." She said before she went to her group.

Soon, you did the same when your men congratulated you and cheered you up for a long time ever since you started fighting professionally.

You were known as the best woman UFC fighter of all time and the best knockout fighter to complete with. You were just the best of everything in the fighting history of UFC. As you were born and raised in Canada, you were said that you were the best Canadian athlete of all time just the age of twenty-five.

You broke the records when you won twenty times without losing to anyone. You were the beast to everyone's eyes.

You watched the crowd jump in their seats in disbelief and excitement watching you win about a million times now.

You were undefeated and that was the main reason why everyone was so shocked to see and have the first woman UFC fighter to have no losses.

It was pretty big news to everyone but to you, it didn't matter. That's not what you wanted. You still didn't know what you needed. Even though you had everything just beside you, your mind was stuck somewhere else.

You just needed someone but you didn't know who. That was the question. Who?

You never understood why it was difficult just to find and need someone beside you at all times. It's like you were invisible and lost but instead, you were famous and big to everyone.

Your name basically got huge. You had paparazzi walking around you twenty-four-seven and it bothered you so much, seeing that you do in life. But you were never to relax because they were on your mind a lot as you worried about everything.

As the referee sent you a look before turning his head, he wrapped his hand on your wrist and the opponent.

"Ladies and gentlemen, referee Herb Dean has called a stop to this contest at thirty-seven seconds of the very first round, declaring the winner by TKO..." You felt the blood quickly rush to your body as you felt a belt around your waist. "And the still disputed UFC featherweight champion of the world, Y/N, the Tigre, Y/L/N!" Bruce yelled through the microphone happily, sending you shivers and goosebumps with the audience to cheer loudly as they can.

As the opponent sent you a smile of congratulations, she walked towards you and hugged you. Just then, she whispered some sweet words to your ear before she pulled away and exited with her men with some time I've shaken hands with them.

Before she even left, Joe Rogan came to you and smiled at you. You returned it and nodded for him to go on as the camera was at your face.

"Congratulations, Y/N. I hope for the best of you. As you won twenty-four times and have not lost any fights, how are you still holding onto that?" He asked you and you panted as you tried to get some words out of your mouth.

"Um, it's pretty huge but I try and get my stuff as soon as the fight's there. There's nothing but the excitement on your body of winning especially when I achieved it..." you stopped at mid-sentence and swallowed hard before going on as the crowd lightly cheered to help you. "Thank you to everyone for the support I've gotten for the past seventeen years and right now. This is for you." The crowd roared, making you smile.

But you weren't done. You just needed to say one thing before going off.

"I just wanna say to every woman I fought with, I'm sorry that you lost against me. I appreciate you fighting with me especially when I think that you should win instead of me. I really do hope for the best of you. I won't ever feel happy unless I see the smile on your face that you completed and achieved it. Thank you, everyone. Thank you, Joe." You pointed at the camera and held your fist up to encourage them. As you were done, you gave Joe a nod before taking off.

Soon enough, you and your men hugged each other again and then all together took a picture for the best and the happiness.

As you took off, you exited the fighting rink and smiled at each of your group. Walking through, you slapped many hands pointing at you as you grinned at them.

Then, as you made your way to the changing room, you sat and took a deep breath once everything and everyone was quiet of the sound we were hearing was the loud cheers.

You chuckled at it and stood up as you celebrated with the people in the room.

Looks like they're not gonna take away from this.

As time goes by fast, you ended up being in a club with some of your friends that your men set up for you to relax but it looks like one is a fan of you.

"Hi, you might not know me but I'm your biggest fan. You are so good that you have inspired me so much. It's amazing." He rambled on quickly and you chuckled softly.

But you looked deeply at him and slightly frowned as you thought he looked awfully familiar. He was so familiar that you couldn't know where he was from.

"I'm sorry but you look awfully familiar." You said hesitatingly. "Wait, are you Matthew Tkachuk?" You asked him.

Soon, he instantly widened his eyes and nodded proudly.

"Yes! How did you know?" He exclaimed with his forehead raised high and his lips parted in shock.

You chuckled. "My sister is a big fan of hockey." You couldn't even imagine how big you wanted to say.

When I mean big, I mean the biggest.

She could literally say every hockey team in the NHL and just blows your mind up when you mention hockey. She was the biggest fan that you've ever seen in your life.

Sure that you had your friends who are also fans of other sports but they weren't obsessed and crazy about their sport they loved like your sister.

She was the opposite of everything you could definition to her again and again. It was crazy and stupid but the fact that you and your sister were Canadian, just made sense.

"Oh, thank god, she watches hockey." He said under his breath as he sighed and chuckled, wiping his hand on his forehead with fake air.

You laughed and nodded. "Yeah, well, we're Canadian, we love hockey." You said and took a sip of your drink.

"Definitely." He nodded in agreement and laughed along with you. Then, before you knew it, you were long gone with Matthew as you discussed few things.

"Ok, I just wanna say one thing..." he paused and you nodded. "How are you friends with Justin Bieber and Drake? Are you gonna see The Weeknd soon?" He asked you and you laughed at his words from the end.

"Well, first. You gonna be Canadian and then be famous." You said, hesitatingly.

He chuckled under his breath. "Well, I got one but I'm not Canadian. I-" he stated and trailed off until you cut him off.

"You're American." As you ended his sentence, you nodded your head and chuckled.

"Yeah." He shortly replied and sat beside you as you figured that his feet were probably hurting.

"I'm sorry I didn't ask you to sit. We were just gone with us talking a lot." You said and gave him a sorry look with a smile.

He shrugged. "It's fine. I can stand longer."

"I'm sure you can. What can I say? You're good in hockey." You stated and swallowed hard as you felt his gaze on you.

As you turned your head and looked at him, you noticed the surprised look on his face as he raised his forehead.

"You watch me play?" He asked you in shock.

"I didn't know you until my sister introduced me about when we were teenagers." You giggled and tangled your hands together.

"Wow, that's a long time." He calmly exclaimed and you nodded your head in agreement.

"You should say that to her." You joked and rolled back your eyes, making him laugh.

"It's fine. I have crazy fans like her anyways." He winked at you as he gave you his smug smirk. You laughed and shook your head at yourself.

"Oh, I'm sure she would love to hear that." You stated and made Matthew break out of his stupid look as he chuckled.

But then, still had his smirk as he cocked his brow. "Oh, really?" He slowly said and you nodded as you pursed your lips, waiting for him to respond. "Fine."

You swallowed hard and stood up from your seat, grabbing your clutch.

You cleared your throat and felt your breath hitch for a bit. "I should go." You announced and instantly noticed the disappointed look on his face. "I had a great time with you, Matt. You're sweet. I'm looking forward to seeing you again." You smiled sweetly and he returned it to you as he also stood up.

"Can I get your number first? You're really cool." He said and you nodded, grabbing out your phone in your purse.

"Thanks. You're not so bad." You told him and he chuckled as he held on his gaze on the screen, putting his number into my phone.

Then as he was done, he gave you back the phone and brightly grinned at you while you mumbled a 'thanks' to him.

You lastly gave him a look and finally walked away that is you heard a voice stop you.

You looked over and frowned. "I won't forget about this, Y/N!" Matthew declaimed and you giggled.

"Then, don't." You replied and left before giving him a wave. As you exited the club, the cool breeze hit you across but you plastered a huge grin on your face.

You definitely knew he was going to be on your mind twenty-four-seven.

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nolan patrick | philadelphia flyers

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"I'm tired." You announced but got cut off when you yawned.

Your boyfriend, Nolan, chuckled under his breath. "Babe, just go to sleep. We can finish the movie later." He said as he closed off the TV.

You sighed. You hated going to sleep mainly because the former boyfriend you had before you met Nolan was abusive and had left you scars and bruises all over your body.

You were left traumatized and scared that is until you bumped into and met the love of your life, Nolan Patrick.

You were nothing but to him, you were a perfectly beautiful woman and left him shocked how he got you first than anyone.

He's been nothing but supportive and kind to you. He was the man of your dreams. He was the one.

But the only reason is that you didn't want to sleep was that you were still scared even though Nolan comforted you millions and millions of times. And he thought it worked but it didn't.

You couldn't even bear to lie to him so you told him the truth and told him everything about you.

That you knew he was going to be the same as your ex-boyfriend, mean, cocky, childish but except he was very happy, kind and joyful to you.

You were lucky.

"Babe?" Escaping from your thoughts, you shook your head and hummed at him.

He raised his forehead in response but then grabbed your hand as he stood you up. You swallowed hard and followed him when you both headed upstairs.

"Babe, I'm not tired." You lied and didn't hear Nolan respond to you for a split second. He looked over his shoulder and gave you a look that made you laugh.

"You're yawning." He stated.

He pulled you into the bedroom and closed the door while you made your way to the washroom and did your night routine after.

As you took a shower, you thought about how happy you finally were as Nolan took you in and made you escape from your abusive ex-boyfriend. All of a sudden, your thoughts were taken away again as you felt a hand warming up through your waist.

You smiled and chuckled, knowing the person behind you. You didn't have to turn because the only person you were living with was your boyfriend of two years.

"Missed me?" You asked him and later felt his chin settled on your shoulder. He hummed in response and wrapped you up as his arms tightened the hold.

Then, as you turned around to him, you showed him your smile that he adored, making him chuckle at you. You wrapped up your arms around his neck and pecked his lips.

He reacted quickly and pulled you even closer, just heating the make-out session in the shower and the hot water hitting your back from behind you made it worse.

"Nolan." You breathed out as you pulled away to need a breath, lacking it when you panted. But it only made it worse when your boyfriend was looking at you, scrolling down on your body.

Just then, you bit your bottom lip and quickly wrapped your arms around your upper body. Instantly, he darted your eyes at you and sighed under his breath, shaking his head.

"Don't hide your body, baby. You're hot." He smirked and then pulled off your arms away.

You laughed at his words and nodded in sarcasm. He chuckled as he knew and wrapped his arms around your waist.

"You're beautiful, babe. There's no need to hide your body. Why do you think I still talk to you?" He said and cupped your cheek with his other hand. You chuckled at his words and felt your cheeks turn red.

"True." You told him and hugged him, your breasts pushed up to his chest.

He laughed and tightened the hold around you as he settled his chin on your shoulder. Later, you guys started to kiss and then it became a make-out session than before but this time it was more heated.

As you pulled away to take a breath, you panted through your nostrils while Nolan made his way to your lips to your neck.

That, you started to worry and felt your breath hitch as his lips attacked your neck. But you still loved it even though you started to shake and shiver.

You couldn't deal with it anymore. Nolan knew your neck was your biggest insecure and got away with it. The only reason that you hated your neck or might say scared was that that's where your ex loved the most.

He would spend most nights using his finger trailing down your face to your neck like a creep he was. You knew he had a neck kink and you hated yours because of him.

He ruined everything for you. You were left traumatized and nervous that you weren't able to find love again and did not know what love is again until you met your boyfriend.

Your thoughts were immediately pulled away as Nolan continued to attack your neck and your nerves were beginning to crawl up your skin. So you pushed him away and got out of the shower, leaving him alone as he had a confused look plastered on his face.

You grabbed a towel over your body and walked out of the washroom as you bit the inside of your cheek nervously.

Then, as you heard footsteps behind you, you swallowed hard and sat on the bed, still wet.

"What's going on, babe?" He asked and walked up to you. You shook your head and sighed.

"It's nothing." You mumbled. "Look, I'm tired. Can we do this tomorrow?" You rushed and past him as you started to look for your pyjamas.

But you felt a hand wrapped over your wrist as your boyfriend stopped you.

"Y/N. Is this about your neck? That you hate it?" He asked with a frown and you hesitated, slowly nodding your head. He sighed softly and pulled you closer to him. "Baby, it's fine. Your neck is beautiful. There's no need to worry. But except I left you with hickeys." He scratched the back of his neck and gave you a small cheeky smirk, making your mood lighten up a bit.

You laughed and shook your head to yourself. Slowly, covering up your neck, you lowered down your head as you felt your cheek turn red.

"Babe, stop hiding it." Your boyfriend whined and gently pulled your hand down again.

You sighed. "Fine. Can we just go to bed?" You changed the subject, not feeling to talk about necks anymore.

He nodded and get in bed with you before turning off the lights. He cuddled up with you and felt him smile as he pressed his face in the crook of your neck.

You giggled and shivered as his hot breathing tickled you. Then, his hand went over your waist and pulled you closer to him so that your back body was pushed against his front.

"Goodnight, baby." He mumbled onto your neck as you felt the vibrate.

"Night, Nolan." You replied and closed your eyes before you drifted off to the darkness.

As you stirred in your sleep, you smelled the delicious smell that went through your nostrils as you started to flutter up your eye-lids.

As you did, you slowly sat up and used your hand for support. You yawned loudly and then looked for Nolan as the bed felt empty beside you.

You wanted his warmness. But he wasn't here. You stood up and checked the time on your phone. Before you headed to the washroom, you did your morning routine and took a short shower.

Shortly after, you dressed up in comfy normal clothes as you grabbed your phone with you. Then, you headed downstairs and frowned as the delicious smell hit your nose again.

The bed was empty so you thought that Nolan was probably cooking something.

That you figure it out as you saw Nolan setting something up on the plates. You realized that he did this whole thing.

You smiled and walked towards him as he already had his gaze on your sweetly.

He grinned at you brightly. "Good morning, babe." He pulled you into a short hug as he rubbed your back.

"Morning. What is this?" You pointed at the plates and looked at him confusedly.

"I made you breakfast." He stated and showed you his cheeky smirk as he shrugged.

You sighed. "Babe, you didn't have to do this for me. It's—" you started off to reason but your boyfriend cut you off, settling his hand on your shoulder.

"Don't worry about it. I have a surprise for you this afternoon." What?

You cocked an eyebrow and sat on the stool, feeling your throat wet at the food you were staring at. It was so delicious that you wanted to eat so badly. But this suspicion of Nolan made it important.

"What's happening this afternoon?" You asked as you squinted your eyes at him.

"Guess you'll have to find out." He smirked and bumped your shoulder as he sat right next to you.

As you guys ate your own breakfast, you guessed that you liked the food that Nolan made for you. Although, the whole day, your mind was on the surprise that he was planning and it made it worse when you kept thinking about it.

You wanted to know so badly because you were impatient but you held it in and waited the whole morning until it was afternoon the right time.

"Ok, let's go," Nolan said, shaking out of your thoughts and pulled out his hand for you to hold onto him.

You nodded and swallowed hard as you connected your warm hand against his cold one, walking down the streets.

You shivered at the cold weather and kept your thoughts to yourself until Nolan pulled you into somewhere else that you couldn't recognize.

You frowned and gave him an unsure look but he chuckled and grabbed your hand as you followed him.

As you both did, you then recognize the room as your face and your shoulders relax.

"Um, what are we doing here?" You asked him as you looked around the big room.

"I am bringing you here as a memory that we became boyfriend and girlfriend for the first time." He paused. As you kept your gaze on the designed wall, you realized the silence taken over and turned around to see an unexpected thing in front of you.

A knee down with a box in hand, your eyes formed tears as you gasped, covering your mouth quickly.

"Nolan." You breathed out and saw the corner of his mouth curved.

"The reason why I brought you here is that I remember the first time that we met. This was the place that we bumped into each other. I remember that you were the most amazing, beautiful, kind person I've ever seen and you still are. Who I hope will be my wife and the mother of my children. I love you so much, Y/N. So damn much that I will do anything just to cherish you with my life. I'm so happy that you are mine. Hope to be mine forever. And I've never been weak as I thought I would be until I met you... Y/N, will you marry me?" He sniffled as he dropped a tear-out, opening up the box and revealing a huge rock. You sobbed at his mid-sentence, completely loving his whole speech.

As you couldn't speak out any words, you nodded your head and sniffled with happiness.

Before you knew it, Nolan wrapped you up and kissed you with passion and love. Then, he placed the huge rock on your ring finger and hugged you again about a million times.

"I love you so much, Y/N." He cupped your cheeks with both hands as he grabbed your attention.

"I love you more, Nolan Patrick." You whispered and slammed your lips against his, feeling him smile widely.

Now, you were stuck to him forever.

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connor mcdavid | edmonton oilers

tw: cutting ⚠️ (i just want him to look at me like that 😫)

•••

You sobbed uncontrollably and felt every emotion that came through your body.

You couldn't let your fiancé see like you anymore. You were sick of it. You hated every single thing about yourself but there's nothing you can do.

You've tried everything to hurt you but nothing worked. You wanted to do something that wanted to destroy your life. But you knew if you did that, it would end Connor's life and his career.

But you didn't care anymore, you wanted to do something to yourself so bad as you felt the urge.

You had to deal with depression and anxiety alone until you started to meet your fiancé around that time and he had helped you get through it easily but you managed to do it and cured it.

You were proud and happy but you knew there was something else you've tried to get away with.

Growing up, you were surrounded by your family members who abused you from day to night every day and nobody knew except your loving supporting fiancé.

He was everything you've been wanting ever since you have dreamed about getting a boyfriend soon and you were glad that you found one who loved you as much as you loved him.

"I can't do this anymore." You whimpered as you shook out of your thoughts aggressively.

As you sat on your bed, knees over to your chest and head deepened into your arms, you sobbed and sobbed until you leftover one.

You were sick of yourself. You hated yourself so this was it. You were ready for whatever was about to happen and slowly felt every pit of pain hit you across the face, hard and harshly.

"I'm sorry, Connor." You sobbed over your words as you stood up and walked into your washroom.

You took a deep yet shaky breath that you kept for a while as you clenched your palm and loosened it when you saw a sharp blade on the counter.

You grabbed it and swallowed hard, "I'm so sorry, baby." You didn't want to end your life like this so you stopped and dropped the blade on the counter.

As quickly as you went to get a paper and a pen, you thought nothing but how you were going to end your life like this.

You wrote down all the words you remembered earlier in your head on the paper as you suffered slowly, the tears dripping on the paper.

As the time came by fast, you sobbed uncontrollably and shook your head roughly when you were done with the writing.

You dropped the pen and picked up the razor blade, your shaky hand placing it on your wrist.

"I love you, baby. I love you. Connor, I'm sorry." You repeated the words as you clenched your eyes and fist tightly and hard.

That's when you ended things.

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On the other side, Connor couldn't wait to surprise you that he's been planning ever since he's met you.

As he smiled brightly throughout the drive, he thought nothing but how happy he thought you were going to be when he sees the happy look on his fiancé's face.

But he was going to be complaining wrong. He didn't know that his fiancé was slowly dying in their washroom.

He didn't know how bad she was suffering after all these years she's spent with herself. He knew and helped her with every way he had but he didn't know it was going to be worse when he actually failed.

As Connor made it to his house that he brought with his fiancé a couple of years ago, he parked the car and got out proudly as he grabbed his hockey bag.

Entering inside the house, he unlocked the front door and opened it as he felt the coldness hit across his body.

That was rare, he thought.

But he didn't let it get to him as he wanted to surprise his fiancé somewhere else.

"Y/N!" He yelled out, the echo following him after and he called out your name one more time but you were still somewhere else.

Then, he frowned and ran upstairs with a frightened look on his face as he tried to find you. He was starting to worry. As he searched the bedroom, he entered and rushed things out as he's anxious. Still searching for his fiance, he then felt something on the floor.

He glanced down and instantly widened his eyes as he looked at the floor in shock. A trail to the washroom door, he shook his head and opened the door.

That's when he knew.

"Y/N!" He yelled.

He kneeled on the cold tiles and grabbed you, your body bare, cold, pale and the blood splashed under. Quickly, his visions were blurry as he lightly slapped your cheeks with his other hand on your head, rubbing it.

"Y/N? Y/N, please wake up." He whispered as a tear leaked on his cheek. He sobbed and covered your head with his wetted chest and hands. He glanced down at you and then darted his eyes to your blooded wrist once over a small blade covered with blood. It made him worse seeing you like this.

He sobbed, "Y/N. Baby. Please, please, please wake up. You can't do this to me. Please." His voice faded as more tears were on his cheeks. He gazed at his fiance's pale body and beautiful face. They were each other's first everything. His love and his heart were thickened with happiness and joy but this is what he was seeing right now. He couldn't believe it. "Why, baby? Why?" He went over and over until he couldn't get enough.

He sobbed and rubbed your head, pulling your body close to him.

He kept thinking this was all his fault. That he wasn't there for you when the bad days came. He thought he was so stupid. He couldn't know what to do with his dead fiance laying in his arms. He kept crying like a baby until there was no more left.

He shook his head as he clenched his eyes close. Before he could open his eyes and stand up, he slowly pulled you off and grabbed his phone. As he called nine-one-one, he only kept his eyes on his dead fiance. The call quickly over, he sighed rapidly and glanced at himself, the dried and new blood on him.

He was scared that he would stain on him for the rest of his life.

Then the sirens came louder and louder each time, he kneeled and rubbed your head as he swallowed greedily. Hearing from a bunch of loud footsteps and voices, he glanced at you and quietly sobbed until he felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked over and got pulled away from his fiance.

"No!" He shouted as he tried to kick him. The doctors did their job as they picked up your pale body and placed you on the hospital bed. On the other side, they pulled Connor out until they placed him outside.

He sat silently on his porch and looked at his bloodied clothes. He felt dead inside. His eyes closed and his cheeks dried, he sniffled and wrapped his hands together until someone called him out.

"I believe this is yours." A guy smiled at you as he held something in his hand and Connor nodded his head as he politely took the folded paper from him with a huge ring along with that you immediately recognized.

He frowned and opened up the paper, a long written words with your beautiful handwriting. He gulped hard and felt the brim of his eyes formed tears quickly.

'Connor, please don't forget about me. I'm so sorry that I did this to myself. I'm so sorry that I left you like this. I thought to myself that it would be better. After all, we finally knew something was wrong. I'm sorry. I will watch you for the rest of your life as you grow old and spend your days with your future wife and your beautiful children. I'll watch you be strong and joyful and go on with your life while I rest in peace. Don't waste your time thinking about me and do what I did. I want to see you spend your life with someone you love. I want to see you happy. Take your ring you cherished with me and hold it to your heart until you join me in heaven.

I love you.

-Y/N'

He smiled sweetly at the paper that you wrote moments before this happened and held the folded paper near against his heart without hesitation. Then, he looked up at the sky and whispered, 'I love you, more' before closing his eyes and visualized all the sparkling moments that you cherished with him.

As he grew old after, he kept his promise still for three years as to never forget you. Because you were the only woman that he loved to his heart.

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sidney crosby | pittsburgh penguins

•••

At only the age of twenty-five, you've never been more satisfied than your own life as you made your life walk into the most popular league in the world.

You were the second woman to enter the NHL when you got drafted to your favourite team.

Not to mention, you were amazing. Better than others who had better skills than you but you proved them wrong and showed them the correct way.

On the ice, you never fought with anyone when you first time stepped on the ice and ever since everyone was calling you names. But you showed them that it didn't really affect your feelings nor your future especially.

On the other side, you've made a lot of friends when you introduced yourself and broke the news again.

You hadn't realized that it was a big deal until you saw yourself on television with people cheering on for you.

You remembered the first time when you scored your first goal, your first hat trick, your first everything with the team you loved.

You had appreciated the staff, the fans, your family and your friends every single day of supporting you.

They were amazing to have you and you adored all of them so damn much no matter what.

Even though, they put you some things that you had to dealt with by yourself. Such as the Golden Boy hating on you.

You never knew why he hated you despitefully ever since the Penguins selected you in the first overall, fourth round.

You tried and tried to figure out why and how. But nobody had helped you because you knew something was up with him.

You knew and wanted to talk to Sidney so badly but you decided to let it go as you realized it was none of your business at all.

But the image of him was stuck in your head ever since and you avoided every way to not see him as he was doing the same thing to you.

You just wanted to know why but you felt more discouraged when no one was trying to help you out.

All of a sudden, you shook your head quickly and swallowed harshly.

"Shit." You whispered through gritted teeth as you clenched your hand around the phone.

Grabbing your bag and heading outside, you locked every entry of your house and later entered into the bus that was parked in front of your house.

You sighed and searched for a seat that was available but suddenly, you locked eyes with the one and only, Sidney Crosby.

He had a blank look that was on his face, giving you something but you didn't know anything. Before he turned his head, I passed him and sat a couple of seats away from him silently.

Then, as, you scrolled on any social media page and Instagram page especially, you found nothing but the preview video of yourself scoring a hat trick that happened a couple of days ago.

You smiled and then continued scrolling until you became bored all over again. Since the boredom got to you, you decided to post a funny picture of you and Malkin doing a duck face but failed.

You chuckled at it and closed your phone, digging it into your bag as you turned your head to the side. You looked out of the window and exhaled sharply, your mind somewhere else.

Just then, you felt something sink into your seat deeper, making you turn your head quickly to reveal the person you didn't expect to sit with you.

Your eyes widened but then raised your eyebrow in confusion. "Excuse me? What are you doing?" You told him in disbelief and he just sat silently, clenching his hand visibly as he deepened into his seat beside me. "You're not going to join my seat when you're being a bitch to me." You hissed at him and rolled your eyes from the back of your head.

He ignored you and gave you a blank look, causing you to groan quietly and avoid his intense eye contact that was starting to begin with you.

You swallowed hard and settled your hand on your cheek tiredly until you hitched your breath, feeling his gaze on you.

"Stop it." You whispered as you snapped your head at him.

He didn't do anything for a split second until he lifted his eyebrow. "Stop what?" He finally spoke.

You exhaled. "Stop staring at me. I don't like it." You snapped in disbelief and frustration and muttered something under your breath.

He mumbled back a 'fine' before he slightly nodded his head, breaking his gaze on me. You sighed in a relief and turned back your head to the window. But you sensed it again.

"Stop it, Sidney. This isn't funny anymore." You were serious. It was so annoying that you wanted to slap him across the face to knock him out.

"I'm not doing anything." He shrugged as he lightly chuckled under his breath.

As soon as you were about to open your mouth and curse the world out at him, the bus stopped and you quickly stood up so you could run away from him.

You grabbed your bag and passed some of the guys but you roughly bumped your shoulder against Malkin's accidentally, making you widen your eyes and apologized to him. But he cut you off as you opened up your mouth.

"Hey!" He yelled in his deep Russian accent and you chuckled but shivered quickly when the cold breeze hit you.

It was mid-winter and partly your favourite season. You loved it when you were a little kid and you could remember every memory you had when it was your favourite season.

You smiled brightly and ran to Guentzel as he walked by himself quietly. Then, you waited beside him and noticed the sad look on his face. You lowered the smile on your mouth as you dropped your shoulders in frustration. You knew he was in a bad mood and you wanted to help him.

So, you bumped his arm to lighten up his mood as he darted his eyes on you from his phone.

You smiled sweetly at him and still noticed the sad look. Yet, he returned a dry smile at you. You sighed and slightly frowned.

"What's wrong?" You asked him.

He shrugged and avoided eye contact as he stared somewhere else around.

"It's nothing." He responded and locked his phone into his suit pants pocket.

I swallowed hard. "Tell me, Jake. I know something's bothering you." You said and entered inside of the arena, the warmness now covered with your body.

He sighed. "There are rumours about you trading to another team. And—" What?!

"What?" You exclaimed loudly as you cut him off.

"There's a lot of rumours about you, Y/N. I don't want to throw our friendship away." He said and I exhaled, shaking my head.

"Don't worry, Jake. We'll always have the best friendship nobody can take from us." You smiled and bumped his shoulder again until you saw a small smile creeping upon his face.

It worked. You grinned at him brightly and discussed a few things about us and our future choices. Until you noticed Jake crossed his eyes on someone else behind you, you frowned and stopped at mid-sentence you were talking about.

"Um, Y/N. Can I talk to you?" A familiar voice came softly.

You frowned and turned around, seeing the person who called you out. Your eyes widened and your lips parted quickly.

"Um, sure?" You were unsure. You didn't know why Sidney wanted to talk to you.

He nodded and walked, hoping that you would follow him but you gave Jake a 'what-the-hell-is-going-on-?' look and he shrugged his shoulders in response.

Then, you followed Sidney and kept thinking to yourself another what was going to happen as you guys walked together silently until he pulled you somewhere else away from the guys.

"What?" You said rudely and crossed your arms to your chest, waiting impatiently.

"Why do you hate me?" He suddenly said and gave me a look that I couldn't know.

You raised your forehead and opened your mouth wider in shock. You chuckled and shook your head as you looked sideways.

You couldn't believe what you heard when he said that. "Are you kidding me?" You softly said and he just shook his head.

"No."

You scoffed. "I've spent my life here for years and you did nothing but be so fucking rude to me. I hadn't even done anything to you and all you just give me is just a dirty look and not even a hi every fucking time you look into my eyes." You paused. "You know what, you're just becoming a jerk every time I see you because fame is all you want and I've realized that. Maybe I'm just too dumb to realize that maybe you were going to be a good teammate but I thought wrong...I don't wanna see you tonight." You sighed tiredly and walked the other side but halted when he called you out.

"Wait, Y/N." He suddenly said and ran towards you as he wrapped his hand around your arm.

"What?" You snapped and swallowed hard. You didn't want to be near him and not see him after your speech. You had enough and exhaustion through your body that is until he kissed you.

Your eyes widened and gasped in shock. You didn't react for a split second before you pushed him away.

He looked at you with guilt and covered his hand over his mouth, his eyes filling up with a lot of emotions.

You pursed your lips and swallowed greedily. Then, thinking without a second thought, you pushed yourself against him and slammed your lips on his which he instantly reacted.

Wrapping your arms around his neck, he then found his hands through your waist as he pulled you closer, the gap between you two vanished.

But sadly, the make-out session ended when you heard loud whistles and cheers and you slightly flinched as you stopped the kiss.

"Whoo!"

"Fuck, yeah!"

"My favourite people are finally together!"

"Where're my twenty bucks, dumbass!"

"Yes! My favourite new couple!"

Everyone rambled on their words quickly and you and Sidney chuckled as the guys ran towards you and hugged you both.

"So are you guys finally together?" Letang asked curiously as he darted his eyes between you two rapidly.

You pursed your lips and slowly narrowed at Sidney silently. As you two stood quiet, you heard nothing but hard breathing and small whistles.

"We haven't talked about that yet," Sidney said and the guys immediately groaned in frustration.

You laughed and shook your head to yourself. "Yeah, we need to talk about it alone." You told them.

"Ok." As they said, you and Sidney thought you two would have some alone time but you realized that they were still here so they can eavesdrop on your conversation.

"Alone, guys." Sidney shook his head at them and they nodded in sync, all exiting the room at the same time.

You chuckled breathlessly and later pursed your lips awkwardly as you slowly darted your eyes at him.

"Sid-"

"Y/N..."

You chuckled and shook your head for him to go on first which he approved.

"Y/N, the only reason that I was being rude to you is that I was scared to show off my feelings towards you and I didn't know what to do about it but the only option I had was to be rude to you. What I mean is that I like you..." he paused, a smile slowly creeping upon his face.

Your eyes widened and your lips parted in shock. You couldn't believe it. The Sidney Crosby likes you and you felt the insides of your body explode in fireworks.

"I like you too, Sid," I said with a chuckle and he instantly widened his smile.

But he frowned. "Are you just saying that because you don't want to break my heart?" He suspiciously asked you.

You chuckled. "No, I mean it." You declaimed and he exhaled with a relief.

"Ok, good." He smiled and hugged you tightly before you two heard a click and loud applauds once again, this time louder.

You were lucky. To have the guys and the superstar you were hugging. Who later became your husband after two years as you were expecting your first baby and Sidney couldn't wait to tell the baby the history he had with you. That, you've never been more delighted in your life.

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leon dratisatl | edmonton oilers

(don't read this if you are sensitive about your body)

•••

Binge-watching your show for about an hour, you felt a churn in your stomach as it made a small noise.

You groaned and paused the show as you placed your hand on my stomach, rubbing it smoothly.

You were definitely hungry because you hadn't eaten anything in the morning and now it was late evening.

You stood up from the couch and walked towards the kitchen as you searched for food. As you did, you placed it in the microwave and waited for about two minutes before it dinged.

You smiled proudly and felt the delicious smell go through your nostrils as you practically moaned at the food you were looking at.

You sat back down and ate the food deliciously as you felt the flavour mix in with your tongue. You then resumed the show and ate peacefully.

Out of nowhere, you thought about your mother's words when she caught you eating at four a.m. in the morning.

"Stop eating, Y/N! You're getting too fat!" She yelled and you lowered down your head and the fork you were holding.

"I'm sorry, Mom." You mumbled, feeling the brim of your eyes to form tears as you tried your hardest not to cry.

You didn't want to feel like a baby around your mother. But the words she said hurt you even more.

"Go, I don't wanna ever see your face!" She pointed at the door and sighed. You bit the inside of your cheek to prevent crying as you walked your way out.

Remembering all that, you suddenly stopped chewing and lowered down the bowl. You stood up and shut the TV down, heading to the kitchen again to throw out the food you were eating.

You felt disgusted. You pursed your lips into a line and headed upstairs as you grabbed your phone.

Closing your bedroom door, you walked into your washroom and turned on the lights, revealing your chubby self as you were a kid.

You questioned yourself almost every day as to why your boyfriend was dating you. He was the superstar in the NHL and had his name all over but you, you were just different.

You had called yourself names every day when you grew up with skinny family members so you could feel the pain go through your body to realize how it felt. And you felt it and you became numb every single day. Of course, Leon noticed it but you told him every lies that came into your mind and he had no idea that you went through it because you didn't think to have the nerve to do it. You were basically scared of Leon running away from you because he was your first boyfriend and still is.

You quivered your chin and placed both hands on your stomach to spread the fat from behind but failed.

You felt a tear slipped as you sobbed onto your hands, looking away from the large mirror.

"Why can't I be skinny?" You whimpered and sobbed uncontrollably until you got over it.

You sniffled and sat on the toilet seat as you thought about Leon and your life especially. You were basically overweight and hated every part of your body.

"Baby, I'm back!"

Your eyes widened and quickly sniffled as you instantly wiped the tears under your eyes and on your cheeks.

You stood up and closed the lights as you walked to your bed. You sat and didn't realize that your face was puffy and red.

When Leon came into the room, you plastered on a fake smile and hugged him tightly.

"Hey, babe." He said of his soft tone as he kissed your cheek and you felt like you wanted to drop to your knees and sob all you want but you kept it in as you pulled away.

"Hi. Did anything happen new?" You told him and cursed under your breath when your voice cracked.

Leon slightly frowned. "Nope, I just missed you." He smiled brightly and wrapped his arm around your neck as he pulled you in.

You smiled sweetly and looked over to your side as you felt your eyes suffered behind. You wanted to sob so bad.

"Are you ok?" Shit. He noticed it.

You frowned and pursed your lips as you shook your head. He raised his eyebrow and squinted his eyes at you questionably.

"What's going on, Y/N?" He asked you and saw his face plastered with hurt.

"It's nothing, Leon. It's nothing important." You declaimed and shrugged your shoulders.

"It is when you're my girlfriend." He exclaimed and you sighed, looking over to your shoulder to avoid eye contact. "Look at me, what's going on?" He softened his tone and you wanted to kiss him up so badly. He was being so sweet and you did nothing but ignore him.

"I can't tell you, babe. I'm scared." You whimpered and stood up from his grip.

"Are you pregnant?" He asked you and you quickly shook your head with a chuckle.

"No! Leon, it's so stupid. I'm literally crying over something dumb." You scoffed and stopped as you realized what you said.

"You were crying?" He raised his forehead in confusion. You exhaled sharply and nodded, earning a sigh from him. "Baby, why were you crying?" He stood up and walked over to you, placing his finger under your chin to look at him.

You quivered your chin, "I hate being fat. Look at my body! I'm fat! My thighs, my stomach, my face, everywhere!" You rambled on and he cut you off as he pulled you into a tight hug where you finally sobbed.

"Don't, baby. It's ok. It's fine." He smoothed your back and whispered to you sweetly.

You kept sobbing and sobbing until you got over it and when you felt a wet pool on his shoulder, you instantly regret it.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Your voice cracked and slightly pulled away so you could breathe.

He smiled at you and shrugged. "It's fine, it doesn't matter." When you looked directly at his eyes, you saw nothing but passion and love sparkling.

"Leon." You breathed out and sniffled.

"Who did this to you?" He said and you bit the inside of your cheek.

"My mom, especially." You replied and he exhaled heavily, grabbing onto you tightly as he was never going to let you go.

"Don't let her get to you, baby. It's fine. You've been beautiful ever since I saw you." He smiled sweetly and pecked his lips on your forehead.

You swallowed hard. "You don't understand, Leon. I've been bullied all my life because of my parents. They put me through this." Ever since you found out that your parents have been talking behind your back and tried to forced you to lose weight, you did nothing but hate on them.

You couldn't believe them that they put you through everything crap so you moved out and later met Leon where you felt a bit more insecure about yourself.

"Don't worry, Y/N. We'll get everything under control." He nodded to make sure and you smiled at him.

"I love you." You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him towards you.

He chuckled. "I love you more, baby. Don't forget that. I will always treat you like a queen you are until we die together." Then, he found his hands through my waist as he tightened the hold around.

You raised your eyebrow at him and gave him an 'are-you-sure-?' look. "You can't keep that promise. What if we break up?" You asked him and he quickly shook his head.

"I'll make sure that won't happen." He gave you his smugly smile and you chuckled before deepening into his hug again.

#nhl #hockey #nhlimagines #wattpad #edmontonoilers #leondraisaitl #moveslikejagr

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josh anderson | montreal canadiens

•••

As you felt a shuffle on your shoulder, you stirred in your sleep before opening up your eyes.

You lightly frowned at your husband who had a huge grin plastered on his mouth as he tried to wake you up.

"Josh? What are you doing?" You told him, still laced with sleepiness. As soon as you were about to fall asleep again, you felt a blanket was taken off of you, the coldness connecting to your body.

You quietly groaned and tried to reach for the blanket that you loved with your eyes closed but you didn't touch the soft silk.

"Josh, I need my blanket." You whined and used another blanket but got taken away later when you placed it over your shoulders.

You finally opened your eyes and gave up, giving him a mean glare as he laughed.

"Come on, wake up." He stated.

You shook your head and glanced at the blankets that Josh was holding over his shoulders.

"No, I'm tired and I wanna go sleep." You gave him a stern look as you tried to sit, using your hands for support until you completely sat up.

He chuckled and ignored me as he threw the blankets on the side and got something somewhere else.

You slightly cocked an eyebrow and watched him bring a plate to you.

"What is this?" You frowned as you looked at the delicious food in front of you.

"It's international woman's day so I decided to treat you for today." He told you and made you smile within a second he explained it.

You gave him an awed look as you kissed his cheek. Then, you played with his stubble beard, you cheekily grinned at him.

"Eat up." He quickly said and you frowned at his words.

"Why?" He chuckled.

"Cause I wanna have a baby soon." He declaimed, making you stop your movements.

You shook out of your thoughts and placed down the spoon in shock. "What? You wanna have a baby?" You asked him and he shrugged as he nodded his head. "Right now?" You swallowed hard and he also stopped his movements beside you on the bed.

"You wanna do it now?" He asked you with his forehead raised highly and you gave him your smugly smirk that he loved.

"Sure." As soon as you replied, he immediately took off the plate and took you in his arms, making you squeal.

As you guys finished your lovemaking after the fourth round, you two became tired and went to sleep for a little bit until it was evening.

He was getting dressed while you were taking a steamy shower, thinking about the lovemaking. You had wondered if you were pregnant yet. But it was too early. You have dreamed of being a mother ever since you were a child and Josh wanted one too.

And now, everything is under control when it's settled to have a baby soon after all.

You couldn't wait to have a baby on your own with your loving husband. He's been nothing but supportive of you since you two met and then started dating.

Speaking of your husband, you finished your shower as he walked into the washroom, handing you a clean towel.

"Babe, I'm gonna go and get some groceries for us." He announced, putting his wallet in his pants pocket.

You nodded. "Ok, be safe." You pecked his lips and wrapped up your towel around your body.

"Ok, I love you." He said and placed his hand on your waist, giving you a long peck on the lips and your forehead.

"I love you too." You smiled and patted his lower back to go on but he just stood and looked at you deliciously with his eyes filled with lust.

"Please put some clothes on or else I'm not gonna get groceries." He whined, making you laugh out loud.

You rolled your eyes and shook your head to yourself. "Just go, please." You said and he nodded, leaving.

You remembered his words and chuckled at them as you put some normal clothes on before putting your ginger hair into a messy ponytail.

As you headed downstairs, you thought nothing but think about it would feel like to have a baby. You were unsure so you grabbed your bag and your car keys.

As you drove the way to the pharmacy, you felt nervous the whole way as you bounced your leg throughout the drive. You fiddled with your fingers and clenched your hands tightly over the wheel until you made it to the store.

Getting out and grabbing your bag, you walked your way out as you entered the big store, checking the stalls before going in.

As you glanced at the pregnancy boxes, you bit your bottom lip and swallowed hard nervously.

"Oh my god." You murmured and left with no clues as you had a hard time choosing a box. There was plenty of them and you couldn't know which one was the best so you just chose one and ran to the register quickly.

You were so nervous that you could feel the hot blood run through your skin every second passing by.

You thanked the woman behind the counter before taking the change, you ran out of the pharmacy and quickly got into the car.

As you made it to your house, you checked if your husband was there before you but thankfully, he wasn't there.

As you unlocked the front door and entered inside, you felt your breath hitch as you headed upstairs.

You knew something was wrong. You just had sex with Josh and you felt something in your stomach.

"Oh my god. I had unprotected sex before." You whispered to yourself as you placed your palm on your forehead.

As you took out the pregnancy test in the washroom, you did the instructions and tried your best to work it out.

Just six minutes later, you waited impatiently and counted until you knew it was five minutes, you quickly grabbed the test and saw it transform into two lines.

You quickly gasped, covering your mouth in shock as your eyes started to blur.

"Oh my god." You mumbled and gently touched your stomach. You were finally pregnant. You saw the huge smile on your mouth from the large mirror as you sobbed with happiness.

"Babe?"

You stopped your tracks and then pulled it out as you hid the test in your pants pocket while wiping the tears on your cheeks and your eyes.

"Babe?" Your husband called out again and you pursed your lips in excitement as you headed downstairs.

"Hey, babe!" You happily said as you greeted him. You gave him a side hug and a peck to his lips while he placed the bags on the kitchen counter.

"What got into your mood today?" He asked you with a smile curiously and you chuckled.

"About that, I need to talk to you." You said hesitatingly and wrapped up your hands together as you sat on the couch.

He frowned at you and slowly nodded his head, making his way over to your side. He just sat and waited for you to go on. But you were so nervous. Even though you knew Josh wanted a kid also.

"I just found out today that I am...pregnant." You told him and he just widened his eyes, stopping his tracks. "Joshua?"

He cleared his throat. "I'm going to be a dad?" He said and you just gave him the test you used, watching his reaction.

"Oh my god! I'm gonna be a dad!" He shouted and stood up, holding the stick in the mid-air. You squealed when he picked you up and span you around until you two felt dizzy.

"I know. It just happened so fast." You stated and ran a hand through your loving husband's soft hair.

"I thought being pregnant takes time. How did you find out so fast?" He asked you.

"I've realized that we've been having unprotected sex about a week ago." You explained and gently cupped his beard.

"Oh, I can't wait." He excitedly said and kneeled to level with your stomach. "Hey, little one. I know it's early but I can't wait to have you in my arms soon. Hope I'm your favourite. But I can't wait to see that you have your beautiful mommy's face features, either you are a girl or a boy. I love you." He sweetly added and kissed my stomach before kissing my lips passionately.

"That was so sweet." You told your husband as you gave him an awed look. "You're going to be a great father." You kissed his lips and then smiled at him.

"And you're going to be the best mom." He said and pulled you into a tight hug to ensure you that he will keep you forever for whatever sakes.

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tyler seguin | dallas stars

•••

You scoffed and shook your head in disbelief. "I can't come?" You exclaimed.

Your older brother, Jamie, shook his head and dropped it into his hand in frustration.

"I'm only twenty-three, Jamie, and you act like I'm a baby but I'm not! When are you going to realize that I'm not the girl you once knew when we were young!" You yelled at him and ran to your bedroom as you slammed the door.

You sank in your bed and groaned out in frustration. You were only in your twenties and just wanted to go out. But you couldn't due to your stupid brothers.

As you wanted to sob, you kept it in and kept remembering the happy memories instead of the sad ones so you wouldn't cry and try to prove your brothers wrong.

The only reason why that you didn't want to talk about your brother is that he wouldn't take you to the club he was going with his friends.

Of course, your other brother agreed with him. They would never agree with you even though they knew that you were right sometimes.

You were tired by the brothers that you had. They both played in the NHL and you hated every single thing about them because they're too overprotective.

You thought it was stupid.

You rolled your eyes and let out a sigh of disbelief. Then, you heard a knock on the door and that made you deepened into the pillow that was on top of your face.

"You're coming. But if I see you with any of the boys, I'm taking you home immediately." He said quickly.

As soon as he said that, you jumped out of your bed and showed him your huge smile as you hugged him.

"Thank you so much!" You pulled away. "I was this close to slapping across your face." You were serious but Jamie thought it was a joke until he stopped laughing as he widened his eyes.

"Ok, ok. Get ready. We're leaving soon." He told you and left without giving you a chance to talk back but he knew you didn't have to.

You smiled brightly and put your hair into a messy ponytail. You didn't have to wear makeup, you practically hated it. Then, you grabbed an outfit from your closet and put it on quickly.

Heading out of your room, you walked towards your older brother and caught his attention.

"That was fast." He mumbled and got his car keys. You chuckled and placed your arms together as you followed him.

Then, as you guys headed outside and closed the front door, Jamie beeped his car and you hopped in with excitement.

"Don't—"

"Flirt with any of your guys or else we're going home early. Yeah, I know. I'm not dumb." You remembered the words that Jamie said often as you rolled your eyes and looked at the side window.

"Good. Hope that got into your mind." he rolled his eyes and lightly clenched his hand over the wheel tightly.

Then, a memory hit you as you scoffed loudly. "Why haven't I done anything to you when you broke Bailey's heart?" You asked him and he raised his eyebrow in response.

"This has nothing to do with this. But she's the one who cheated on me, Y/N." he stated and you let out a sharp sigh that came out of your chest. "Look, I can't have this same argument over and over again. You knew she cheated on me and you didn't tell me." He stopped the car at the red light and turned to you as he pointed his finger at you.

"I was going to! I was going to tell you on the first day when I found about it." You exclaimed. It was true. You never meant to hurt your older brother's feelings at all when you found out that your best friend was cheating on him.

He sighed and drove once it turned green. "Then, why didn't you tell me?" He asked you and gave you a small frown, darting his eyes back and forth to the road and you.

"I was scared!" You stammered and silence filled you two up as no words left Jamie's mouth. "I was scared, Jamie. I was scared of your reaction. I knew how you were going to react. That's why I didn't tell you..." you softly said and pursed your lips as you lowered down your gaze.

He then exhaled sharply and rubbed your shoulder. "I'm sorry, Y/N.

"No, it's my fault. I should've not brought it up, anyways." You shook your head and shrugged.

"Yeah, it kinda was." Jamie joked and you two laughed. Now, you were feeling a bit better than before and that was all your brother. He knew just to make you happy and energized.

Now you were, jumping in your seat with excitement as you guys made it to the nightclub.

Jamie parked the car and exited the car before bringing you close to him so you wouldn't be pulled away from him.

His protectiveness came back and it made you a little bit annoyed as you rolled your eyes, heading inside of the club.

As you did, you dropped your jaw nearly to the ground as you took a glance inside. But closed your mouth when you smelt and tasted the exotic smell across the room.

It was a mix of strong liquor and smoke all together and that made you almost want to gag. It was disgusting yet a weird mix to smell.

Just then, Jamie gently grabbed your hand and pulled you towards his team, introducing you as his sister but they already knew who you were.

"Hey, Y/N. So glad you came!" Miro Heiskanen said proudly as he hugged you sweetly and smiled. You returned it to him and patted his back once you guys pulled away.

"Hi, I haven't seen you in such a long time. It's crazy." You spoke and he nodded.

"Crazy how your brother is that protective of you." He stated and you chuckled.

You nodded. "I know. I actually begged him to go with him and he finally agreed." Miro widened his eyes and shook his head in disbelief.

"If he doesn't agree with you on something else, just slap him and get away with it so that he could understand what he's doing to you." He bumped your shoulder and you laughed out loud, realizing that he was serious.

You sobered up and bit the inside of your cheek hard. "Oh, you're not kidding." He shook his head and kept his stern look.

"I understand, Miro. But he's my brother. He's just protecting me. It happens." You stated and sighed.

Then, he nodded his head and bumped onto your shoulder once again before he excused himself.

Once you looked around for Jamie, you didn't see him so this was the right chance that you could order something for yourself.

Running to the bar, you didn't even realize how fast you were going until you bumped into someone.

"Ouch." You muttered and rubbed your forehead, locking eyes with someone you didn't expect or at least, you thought. "Tyler. Tyler, I am so sorry." You breathed out and swallowed hard.

"It's fine. Let me just get you a drink." He said and gave you his pretty smile that you adored eight years ago.

You had a huge crush on him ever since you searched him up when you were in teenage years and realized he was the teammate that your brother was with.

That, you didn't care about the rule that Jamie made with you when he found out about your crushes on hockey players.

But he didn't found out about Tyler and you thanked God every single day because you knew you would've been dead by now, knowing that Jamie would lose his balls.

"Wait, is Jamie here?" He paused and lightly touched your arm, feeling the sparkles crawl to your body from toe to head but you ignored it.

As you nodded. "Where do you think I came from?" You asked him with a chuckle and he laughed.

Damn, that was sexy.

You bit your lower lip as you tried to back the chuckle you wanted to let out. You sat beside him as you thought about him and yourself.

"So, how're you doing?" Tyler spoke out as he shook out of your thoughts.

You cleared your throat and swallowed harshly before responding to him.

"I'm good. Yeah, you?" You smiled with a chuckle.

He shrugged. "Nothing new. It's been a while since I've seen anything good." It was true.

You looked over to your shoulder and glanced at the people dancing and drinking. It was sweet. You smiled and brought your eyes towards Tyler.

"Would you like anything?" He then told me and you quickly shook your head.

"Nope, I'm good." You politely smiled at him and he nodded before he ordered his usual.

"Tyler, why did you want to buy me a drink?" You asked him as you slightly squinted your eyes at him.

He raised his eyebrow and cleared his throat. "Well, here's a thing. I like you. Really and it freaks me out that Jamie's your brother because I know that he's going to beat my ass off once he finds out. But I really like you, Y/N. So much." He rambled on quickly with his words and you heard him perfectly well.

You stammered. "Is this a joke?" He shook his head and gave you a smile of affection. "Oh my god, Tyler. I like you too! I've had a crush on you for a long time and it really frustrates me that you didn't even see it unt—"

"Until now. Well, I mean. I had a thing for you too. But that doesn't really care." He cut you off and you smiled brightly.

Then, without thinking a second thought, he cupped your cheek gently and looked directly into your eyes.

"Can I kiss you?" He whispered and you felt a tint on your cheek as you blushed. He chuckled and obviously noticed it until you nodded.

But you looked around and pursed your lips. "Um, here. Won't everyone see us?" You asked him and he softly chuckled, quickly grabbing your hand. Then, he pulled you between the hallways and pushed you against the wall.

Without a second thought, you two kissed and wrapped all arms around both bodies.

You felt him smile against the kiss as he wrapped his arm around your waist tightly to show you that he won't ever let you go after this.

This is all you've been wanting ever since and now he was yours.

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jonathan toews | chicago blackhawks

•••

"Hey, baby." You said as you entered your house.

You walked towards your boyfriend of four years and smiled at him as you grabbed a cup of water.

Then, you noticed the look on his face as you lowered the cup away from your face. You were worried.

"What's wrong, Jonathan?" You asked him and he just shook his head, sending you a smile even though he was feeling about something else.

You couldn't even know what emotion he was feeling right now and that's what made you worry even more.

You were scared.

"Um, nothing. Can I call you later?" He stammered and stood up from our couch, grabbing his jacket, not giving you a chance to talk back as he ran and slammed the front door you entered in.

You frowned at his mentality and sat on the couch, thinking about what could've made you upset but nothing came to your mind.

You brought your hands and squeezed the side of your forehead as you clenched your eyes shut.

You tried every person that came up in your mind and became more and more worried as nobody answered your call.

You wanted to sob so badly but you held it in as you tried your best not to.

"What did I do wrong?" You said to yourself and felt a tear slip from your eyes.

That failed when you started to sob and sob until you felt no tears coming out anymore. You felt tired. So emotionally exhausted. You sank against the couch and leaned your head back, swallowing hard.

All of a sudden, you heard a loud ring blaring throughout the living room and you immediately picked up your head from your hands.

You grabbed the phone and pressed it against your ear. You didn't even bother to look at the caller ID. "Hello?" You said, your voice cracking.

"Hey, Y/N... Can you do me a favour?" Your best friend, Lia, cleared her throat and you slightly furrowed your brows in return.

"What?" You replied and relaxed your shoulders but a piece of you was still worried and didn't know how to dissolve it.

"There's a dress on your bed." She hesitated and it caused you to frown deeply. "Go wear it but wash off your face, you look horrible."

Your eyes widened. "Where the hell are you?" Right now, she's sounding like a creep.

She chuckled and honked, leaving you a hint. "Outside. Please just do as I say. Love you."

"Fine, I'll be there in fifteen minutes. Love you too." You then hanged up and let out a sigh as you headed upstairs.

Then, as you remembered Lia's words, you washed your face with cold water as you saw your face puffy and red from sobbing hard.

As you frowned, you couldn't understand what was going on. When did this dress get here? You headed back to your room and put on some light makeup.

You weren't a fan of makeup so you just added mascara and a little bit of lipstick.

Then, you tried on the beautiful dress and slightly smiled at it. It was really pretty. Putting on black heels, you grabbed your small clutch and headed downstairs. Locking every door and window, you practically turned the rooms dark and empty.

Exiting the house, you felt a cool breeze hitting your body as you stepped outside. As you saw Lia's car parked, you noticed the huge grin on her face as you entered with a confused frown. You shook your head to yourself.

"Just please go." You whispered and your friend nodded without saying anything as she drove.

Silence filled you two up as it has been ten minutes. You couldn't know what to say or do. You still felt upset about Jonathan and yourself especially.

"Look, I know about you and Jonathan—"

"Don't. Please just don't talk about it." You begged as you cut her off, your blurry eyes steady on the road.

Lia sighed. "Y/N, I'm sorry. But I can't tell you about what's going on." She said, feeling hurt.

You shrugged as you shook your head. "It's fine." You swallowed harshly and took your gaze to the side window because you didn't want her to look at you.

Later, the car stopped and you sniffled in response.

"We're here." She announced and you nodded your head, getting out of the car.

Outside was very dark but all you could see was the lights on the floor throughout the trails and you felt more scarer than before.

"Why did she bring me here?" You mumbled and slowly walked along the trail.

Then about a few minutes, you wrapped your arms around your upper body and found your boyfriend standing right next to the table.

You frowned and walked faster towards him, feeling the need and the warmness around him. You missed so much. You hugged him and smiled softly.

"Jonathan, what's going on?" You told him as you pulled away.

He pursed his lips into a line and gently grabbed your hand around his. "I love you so much, baby. Don't forget this." He said and got down on one knee.

You gasped and watched him smile brightly. You couldn't believe your eyes. Slowly, they formed tears inside as soon as one spilled freely.

"Y/N, I am so scared...I had the whole letter in my mind but I lost it because this is what I was worried about a lot. I love you so much." He cupped his hand to your cheek gently. "You've been my side at all times and has never cared about anything but us and that's what I love about you. You are the most beautiful, smart, kind and intelligent woman I've ever met and I'm so glad you came into my life. Even though you were so young and I was so old." You laughed and wiped another tear on your cheek.

You and Jonathan met when you were only nineteen and he was just ten years older than you. Everyone in your family had thought it was very gross seeing their youngest daughter do that. Nobody had thought that you would be dating such an older man and you were never disappointed about that.

As Jonathan said, you didn't care about it and that's what brought you guys closer than ever.

"I love you too." You choked out as you managed to say back the words he said but failed.

"I meant what I said, baby, I love you so damn much. Marry me?" He said to you with his eyes blurry and you mentally awed at him as he opened a box and revealed a beautiful rock blaring at your eyes.

You nodded, "Yes. Yes, I'll marry you." You rambled with your words proudly and he stood up quickly, wrapping his arms around your body with so passion that you felt.

"I love you so much." He whispered to you and you grinned widely the fact that your cheeks were beginning to hurt slightly.

Before he could pull away, he passionately slammed his lips against yours and you wrapped your arms around his neck.

Just then, you two pulled away and had some time before he gently grabbed your hand and settled a big rock on your ring finger perfectly.

You looked up at him and smiled proudly to show him how glad you were. You were speechless yet excited. You couldn't believe this. You were engaged to Jonathan Toews.

"I love you more." You whispered back to him and he widened his grin, darting his eyes to the rock on your ring finger and you sweetly.

"Can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you. You're so perfect." He pecked your lips once again and brought you into a tight hug to show you how much he really cared about you and that he was going to prove it.

"Me too, babe. Me too." You smiled brightly and closed your eyes happily.

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patrick kane | chicago blackhawks

•••

Laughing across the room, you stared at your closest friend and shook your head at her latest joke she made last night, and it definitely made you laugh.

"That's so stupid." You said as you tried to sober up but couldn't. You just kept thinking about it over and over and that's what only made it worse.

Charlie chuckled. "Well, thank you." She proudly said before taking a sip of her drink.

"You should be a comedian. You're really good." You declaimed and nodded your head, grabbing your cup to your lips.

"Really?" She asked you and you nodded again.

"Yeah. It's amazing. You just know how to crack people up." You spoke up as you smiled at her and she returned it.

"I'll think about it." She replied and then looked at her watch, her eyes widened instantly. "It's starting in twenty minutes, come on." She announced and you nodded your head as you stood up, feeling the excitement crawl up to your body.

You and Charlie were the biggest fans of the Chicago Blackhawks and you've never been happier to be. You two decided to go above a year ago but it never happened because Charlie cancelled it due to her busy job and that was the only chance you guys could ever go.

But yesterday, you've noticed that Charlie was getting sloppier and tired and you were scared about it the fact that you didn't know what was going on nor you were just a wrong friend for her.

You didn't protect her much as she'd promised the first day you guys met and you felt upset. So you bought two tickets and hoped to death that she could be happy than before.

And she did.

She had kissed every part of your face, thanking you a million times until you got over it.

You could remember how excited she was as she jumped every time around your apartment. You were happy and so was she.

And now, the game was starting less in twenty minutes and you two felt the need of going immediately but it was going to be a long drive there.

Before you knew it, you crashed into a hard thing, making your cup spill all over you guys.

You yelped as it shook out of your thoughts by the hotness on your clothes.

You heard a sigh from them and you looked up, feeling sorry than ever you were before. Then, it did, you realized that you are staring at Patrick Kane.

You widened your eyes and stood straight, feeling his eyes on you when you two looked up at each other. You swallowed hard and pursed your lips.

You couldn't believe it. He's staring right at you as if he was going to crawl up your skull and know every single thing about you.

Instead, he gave you a blank look and picked up only his cup. "Would you move out of my way?" He said rudely and you scoffed, quietly.

That hurts. You thought from the fans that he was the sweetest man you could meet but you guess that was a big lie.

"Um, excuse me? How could I know that you were in front of me? Knowing that you were just right there and could've moved away." You said as your voice caught his attention. He was rude so now it was your turn. "Fucking men." You muttered and passed through him, your shoulder roughly slamming against his.

Knowing that the paparazzi were outside of the cafe, you placed over your hand on your face and exited with your friend beside you.

Not did you mention that you were an actress on a big show that you were working on but that cancelled when you found out that one of your co-workers passed away.

"Damn, that was so cool. Not to mention that's Patrick Kane." Charlie said and you nodded, getting inside of your car.

"Well, yeah, he's fucking rude as hell." You stated, earning a loud laugh from her.

"Oh my god, he's staring right at you." Your friend looked away and smirked at you. But you raised your forehead and rolled your eyes from the back of your head.

As you drove, Charlie helped you out as you changed into a new shirt. You thanked her and continued driving on the way to the arena that you two loved ever since.

On the other side, you knew about Patrick Kane and how he wasn't going to be able to know that you were at the game, watching them.

You loved him ever since but that changed when of his attitude. It was rude and almost hurt your feelings.

So you needed to be rude to him also and you felt sorry about it that you didn't mean the words that came out of your mouth but at the same time, you didn't want to face him.

Even though you were a big movie star, you felt like you were upset by that whole incident. You were pretty sure that you two were going to be on the papers nor the news. You hated it but you only made it worse.

As you parked the car and got out, Charlie stuck to the hip along the way as you two entered, eyes on you especially.

Everyone was begging for their jerseys or their clothing to be sighed as you walked across them.

You couldn't resist the kids, they were too adorable. You've loved kids ever since.

That, you sighed some of them but as Charlie mentioned about the game, you apologized to the kids and their parents and ran with your friend.

Soon, you felt familiar eyes on you that you couldn't know where it was when you were crowded with people.

But you shook it off when you and your friend found the seats just beside the penalty box. You chose it because you remembered the seats where you guys were sitting was Charlie's favourite.

You practically gave her anything and everything she wanted and she's never been happier. And that's what made you energized the fact that you noticed a huge grin on your friend's face and you've never been more pleased about it.

"Oh my god, it's starting." Charlie squealed, causing you to laugh and pat her leg to calm down.

Before the Blackhawks was your favourite, you'll admit that Vancouver Canucks was the first team that you adored when you were younger. And it still is because that's where you practically grew up before moving to Chicago.

So you were still a Canadian more than an American. You would never betray the country you loved so you hadn't thought about getting a US citizen. There was no reason for that, you were proud to be a Canadian.

"Y/N, you done zoning out?" Charlie waved her hand at your face as she shook out of your thoughts.

You rolled your eyes. "Yes. But it won't be the last time." You winked at her, making her laugh out loud.

Then, soon enough, the game started within ten minutes of the first period and not both teams had even scored yet.

All of a sudden, you felt a buzz inside your bag that caught your attention so you grabbed it out and then heard a loud gasp from the crowd throughout the whole arena.

You slightly frowned at the text and ignored the crowd shaking the arena.

Eyes on you, you felt a slap on your arm and you snapped your head to Charlie.

You gave her a weird look and nudged your head confusedly. "What?" You said, furrowing your brows deeply as you take your gaze off your phone.

"Look, Patrick Kane is fighting." She stated, rambling her words quickly and you perfectly heard her well.

"What?" Your eyes widened at her words as you dropped your jaw in shock. You didn't believe what she said until you turned your head to the rink.

This was rare. You've never seen Patrick Kane fight before and that's what sent the whole crowd to cheer even though they were shocked about it too.

"Oh my god." You mumbled.

"I know right!" Your friend yelled and stood up along with the crowd as she slammed her hand against the glass board.

You chuckled at her mentality and shook your head. As you watched Kane threw a punch at the man he was fighting with, you winced and bit the inside of your cheek.

Just then, he locked eyes with you and softened his eyes as he relaxed his shoulders. But the man knocked him out as he pulled Kane with him on the ice.

Soon, the linesmen and the referees pulled them apart and took them to the penalty box after separated. With you and Patrick's intense gaze locked, the referee took him to the box beside me and you swallowed hard.

The gaze between you guys was very weird yet a feeling that you couldn't know what you had with him. It just felt so perfect.

You couldn't help but sweetly smile at him and he quickly returned it to you, grabbing a hold of his messy hair back in place.

You definitely knew he got to you and you didn't even complain about it. What you guys had was so special, you didn't even realize it until he asked you out.

Now, you were just stuck by his side as you two are expecting and happily married.

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travis konecny | philadelphia flyers

•••

You sighed out loud and ran a hand across your hair frustratedly, your eyes stuck on the stick.

You couldn't believe it. You were stuck in the washroom by yourself with a pregnancy test in front of your eyes while your fiancé was away.

"Oh my god." You whispered as you saw the test forming slowly into two lines which caused you to have your eyes blurry.

You sobbed and sobbed as you grabbed your shaky hand on the stick and brought it to your face even though you couldn't see.

Slowly, you grabbed your other hand and gently smoothed it on your stomach, making you slightly smile.

But you couldn't help but overthink your fiancé's reaction. Will he be mad or happy with you? We haven't even talked about having kids any time soon but I definitely wanted one but it just happened so unexpectedly.

You shook your head out of your thoughts as you stood up from the cold tiles. You took the stick and walked out of the room, wiping away the tears under your eyes.

Your hands on your head, you sat on your bed and overthought about your life and Travis' life.

So you grabbed a bag and took the stick in it as you ran downstairs and shut the front door, chasing away your most feared thoughts.

Running through the streets, you exhaled heavily and sat on the nearest bench next to the large tree.

Your hand over your stomach, you gently rubbed it and placed your elbow on the bench, taking a deep breath of the fresh air that you loved.

Then, something sparkly caught your attention as you looked at your ring finger, throwing a glimpse at the beautiful rock that Travis gave you for your twenty-first birthday.

You loved him so much that you gave him everything that you needed and he wanted.

You guys started dating when you were in high school and he was still in his hockey career. Your gap with Travis didn't really affect you guys that much and that's what you really loved the most.

Soon your thoughts were out when your phone started buzzing and ringing repeatedly but you didn't answer it.

You needed space and fresh air but you needed something else that you personally couldn't know.

You hated worrying about Travis every time and him too. But this time, you didn't.

Your mind was long gone that you zoned every second passing by just thinking a slight thing and that one was being pregnant.

You've always dreamed about having kids on your own as you grew older and older. But since you were busy with your job and your fiancé's, you hadn't thought about it until right now.

You weren't a fan of abortion, you hated it with the second of your life and just thinking about it made your skin crawl from toe to head until you wanted to scream and break someone's ears as long as you can.

You were pretty sure that Travis came home and was worried as you knew from him calling your phone every second, his name on your phone screen.

You let out a shaky breath and looked at the screen, thinking a bit to press 'accept' but just let it go as you dug the phone into your purse.

You clenched your eyes shut and heard voices in the back of your head repeatedly before fluttering up your eyes, the voices completely gone, sending you mild shivers travelling down your spine.

"Shit." You mumbled and looked up at the sky. You didn't realize that it was late for you to go home and you did. You were completely tired from ignoring your calls and especially the ones with your fiancé.

On your way to your house, you couldn't help but think about Travis. He's probably losing his mind and you felt so sad for him. You didn't mean to do it. You just needed air and space but your loved ones were also worrying where you were.

As you made it, you opened the front door and pursed your lips, quietly hanging your jacket and your purse.

"Y/N?" Someone immediately called out and rushed to me. He dropped his shoulders and let out a shaky breath. "What the hell? I was so worried. Where were you?" He rambled on and you walked towards him closer.

You needed a hug.

"I'm sorry, Travis." You whispered and wrapped your arms around his body, feeling deeply sorry.

Then, without a second, he wrapped his around yours and kissed your forehead with a passion.

"Where were you, baby?" He asked again this time sweetly and gently and you exhaled, shutting your eyes, smelling his favourite cologne on him. You slightly smiled and pulled away as he ran his hand across your face to your hair gently.

"I just needed a fresh air and space. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to do that." Apologizing about a million times, Travis still cared about me and once again wrapped his arms around you, this time tightly, letting you know that he loved you very much even though a small mistake you could do.

You adored him so much it was unbelievable and that's what you love about him.

"I'm pregnant." You blurted out and immediately felt your fiancé stop rubbing your back.

You bit your lower lip and pulled away, your hand reaching to your stomach to show him how much you really cared and how you were serious about this.

You watched Travis as he stood frozen, his eyes widened in shock until he showed you a slight smile that he was listening to you perfectly.

"Is that why you ran away?" He connected the dots and you nodded. You couldn't help but smile at the moment, you were finally pregnant.

Then, before you knew it, he quickly wrapped his arms around you and picked you up in excitement, making you squeal and laugh.

You held onto him for support so you wouldn't fall and hurt yourself. You grinned at him and then felt a slight churn in your stomach but you ignored it but Travis felt it and instantly placed you down.

"Oh my god, I'm gonna be a dad!" He exclaimed and you bit your lower lip, nodding your head in agreement.

"I know, baby." You said and rubbed his cheek. You guys were going to be parents. Happy parents. It just happened so quickly and you were never too happy about this, you both loved the baby and each other very much.

"I love you so much, Y/N." He whispered as he cupped your cheek and looked into your eyes sweetly.

You smiled. "I love you more, Travis." You said and kissed him before wrapping your arms around his neck tightly.

As you two hugged as long as you guys could, you said 'I love you's' about a million times more than Travis and you've never been so emotionally excited. Just then, we were a very happy couple with a baby on the way and our wedding also.

This just happens to be the best day ever.

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auston matthews | toronto maple leafs

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"Do we have to do this?" You whined, dragging the 's' along at the end of the sentence as you thumped your foot on the ground lightly.

Lili rolled her eyes. "Yes. We do and stop acting like a baby." She gave you a dirty look and crossed her arms to her chest in disbelief.

"I'm only eighteen, shut up." You said, unamused and she chuckled, handing you a new Maple Leafs jersey that she recently bought for you.

Your sweet lovely sister by three years older has been complaining about going to the Toronto Maple Leafs game ever since you've turned eighteen about four months ago and you told her many times that you can't because of school mainly. But the reason why that you didn't want to go is that you admired Montreal Canadiens.

Even though you and Lili lived in Toronto all your life, you have adored the Canadiens more than you loved the Leafs and sadly, that's what bothered your sister the fact that you betrayed her and the hometown team that you were supposed to love.

You exhaled sharply and gave her a mean yet happy look. "Fine. But this is the last chance." You gave up and gave her a pointed look with your finger at her face.

She then smiled. "Thank you, thank you, thank you. You won't regret it." She grabbed your shoulders and squeezed them.

Before I knew it, she grabbed out two tickets and handed you one with a huge grin on her face. You took a glance at the paper and then instantly widened your eyes, grabbing the ticket closer to your face to see if you were just seeing things or you are mainly stupid.

Just at the front seats where the Leafs will be sitting. Oh my goodness.

"Holy crap, Lili. What's your job?" You asked, your eyes widened in shock and confusion.

She gave me a smugly smirk and later giggled, causing me to frown so slightly.

"That's a secret." She said and you relaxed your shoulders, giving her back the ticket as you were going to wear the jersey that she bought you.

A sigh came out of your mouth as you looked at the logo, feeling a bit upset and a betrayal to yourself and the team you loved.

"Don't worry, Montreal won't hate you." Your sister joked and you rolled your eyes at her.

It felt worse when you found out that the Leafs were playing against Montreal and you've never been more miserable in your life.

"Come on, Y/N, it's starting in fifteen minutes." She reminded you and held your hand gently for comfort, knowing that you were upset about the whole thing.

She's been the best sister to you ever since you came into the world and you guys were so closest out of every member of your family.

"It's ok, Y/N, I feel your pain. Don't worry. I'm by your side." She threw you a smile and you returned it as you wrapped your arm around hers.

"Love you." You whispered, leaning onto her shoulder as you guys headed outside.

She replied the same words you said and you felt a bit happier than before as she was by her side like she said earlier.

As Lili drove the car on the way to the large arena, she parked it and grabbed her purse and yours. You guys then enjoined your arms once again as you and your sister walked towards the entrance.

You'll admit that you loved the crowd more than Montreal's and the need of them giving you goosebumps every time they had cheered loudly.

Taking a glance inside of the arena, you slightly dropped your jaw and widened your eyes in shock.

"This is beautiful." You muttered and heard a faint chuckle behind you.

"I know right." Lili proudly said and you cheekily smiled at her words. "Come on, let's go." She added as you guys headed to the main room.

You shivered and walked down the stairs carefully as you followed your sister to the seats where you guys were going to sit.

"Oh my," I whispered and bounced your leg as you looked in front of you, the nice fresh clean before taking a sip of your water.

Lili giggled. "Your welcome." You threw her a look and glanced back at the ice rink in amusement.

"This is cool." This was the second time you've been here and although, you couldn't remember anything because your parents took you there when you were only three years old.

So pretty much, you had to thank your sister for that memory and today, bringing you here as a young adult.

Just then, both teams entered and skated around the rink over and over again until it was the national anthem.

You've waited the whole time just for the anthem because it was mostly your favourite part.

Giving your sister a look every minute in excitement, you grinned and quietly squealed at the players in front of you.

Lili laughed and rubbed your shoulder to calm down while the horn buzzed throughout the arena, making you wince slightly.

"Damn, that's loud." You muttered and gave Lili a look to show her that it was hurting your ears.

She chuckled. "You have to get used to it." She told you as she nodded her head.

You nodded yours and sat back on the seat as soon as the anthem was over. You practically squealed every time you overthought about the game.

Noticing at the corner of your eye, one familiar man gave you a look that you couldn't seem to figure out until your eyes widened in shock.

"Oh my god, he's staring at me." You quickly told Lili and she frowned, looking around but you quickly stopped her. "Don't look!" You hissed.

Then, you heard a loud gasp from her. "Y/N, that's Auston Matthews!" She exclaimed and you let out a shaky breath.

"I know!" You replied and pursed your lips. You couldn't believe it. The Auston Matthews was staring at you. Or at least, you thought.

So, you looked behind you to see anyone but no one caught his attention but you. And that's what made your eyes widened again the fact that he was the only person staring at you in this whole arena filled with other people.

Once calming down, you relaxed your shoulders and looked straight in front of you but you ignored the men at the bench now taking a whole glance of you while some were staring at your older sister.

"Is it just I or the Leafs is all looking at you?" Lili whispered to you with her eyes widened.

You snapped your head at her and bit the inside of your cheek. "Stop it, it's us." You corrected and hissed at her.

She laughed and rolled her eyes while you raised your forehead, slowly turning your head to the bench. The only man looking at you deeply as if he was going to know you soon.

And he did.

You guys went on plenty of dates after and got to know a lot of each other which led you guys to began dating not too long ago because that's how you guys loved each other that much.

You were finally happy. More than happy. He was the man you've always wanted. Although, you were back as being a fan of the Leafs now.

Every time, you would mention or remember your sister out of nowhere, you had to thank her every second because she was the reason that you and Auston met.

You guess love is the first sight.

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