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✧ 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐝 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 | landon slaggert ♔

summary: landon's girlfriend is watching him from notre dame and is more than excited to see him get his first (two) nhl points

warnings: cutie patooties, kind of sad - lan and his girl miss each other

file type: blurb

published: 3/29/24

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Just like every other game day since Notre Dame lost to Michigan and their season was put to an end, y/n was glued to the TV screen. Should she have been sleeping on most of those nights, yes. But was she the most supportive girlfriend in the whole world, also yes. Ever since they had lost the game she knew Landon would be called up and if it wasn’t him it would be Nazar from the other side of the tracks. But, it was his time, and that time was now.

It was their senior year and y/n had made it her mission to go to every single one of his games. And she succeeded, well up until now. She watched from her dorm and her eyes trained on the little figures skating back and forth on the screen. While this wasn’t her favorite activity, it was Landon’s and she couldn’t help but support it.

When it was 15 minutes into the first period she was getting kind of bored, her attention span was slim to none. But that quickly changed when Landon got the puck and passed it to Joey who passed it to Jason for the goal. She screamed with joy and jumped off her bed, arms raising in victory.

She immediately picked up her phone and called him, knowing he wasn’t going to answer. However, it was her thing to leave him voicemails during or after games so he could listen to them, “Landon I am so so so proud of you!!! Like I might actually cry. I knew you could do it, I’m so proud of you baby. Go kick their asses some more, get a goal, get another point. I love you to the moon and back.”

She spent the intermission making dinner and bringing it back into her room so she could finish the game. The next two periods were a whirlwind for her, Landon’s second point and his almost first goal. She was saddened by the fact that his goal wasn’t a goal, but he still had an amazing game with his first two points.

When all was said and done and ESPN started playing its “The complete 30 for 30 library”, she shut off her TV and called Landon once again. Just as she suspected, there was no answer, leaving her to leave a voicemail, “Landon Slaggert. How dare you not get that goal!”

Her attempt at impersonating Julie Walters and Molly Weasley failed miserably but she knew he would understand the reference, “Jokes aside, Lan. I am so incredibly proud of you. More than you know, honestly. I cannot tell you how excited I was when I saw you pass the puck to Anderson. Both times. We miss you here, the guys have been bugging me since you left.”

She sniffled a little bit, “I miss you too. Wish you could be here. But, we’re all proud of you and I know I’ve said that like five times, but it’s true. Go enjoy your festivities and whatever you guys do after a game. I love you.”

She wiped the tears off her face before climbing into bed and attempting to go to bed. However, 30 minutes later she was still staring at the ceiling when her phone rang. When she saw who it was she answered immediately, “Hi Lan!”

“Hi, baby. Why are you still awake?”

“Couldn’t sleep.”

“Well, thank you for your voicemails, they mean the world to me.”

“Always.”

“Hey, I know that tone. Stop it. Don’t cry.”

“I’m not, I just miss you.”

“And I miss you, but only a couple more weeks, I promise. You know we aren’t making the playoffs.”

This got her to laugh a little, “Yeah. There’s always next year. Plus,” She paused and then sang, “Mack.”

“God, if we get Mack. It’s over.”

“Well, let’s not get our hopes up, ‘kay?”

“Deal.”

A moment of silence passed before they switched over to Facetime, “There’s my beautiful girl.”

“Lan.” She groaned.

“What! I’m just being honest. Now, prop me up on the nightstand against your tissue box.”

It was common for them to do this now, they would fall asleep on Facetime every time they weren’t together. She did as she was told before snuggling back into her sheets, “Night Lan.”

“Night pretty girl, love you.”

“Love you too.”

𝑪𝑯𝑰𝑪𝑨𝑮𝑶 𝑩𝑳𝑨𝑪𝑲𝑯𝑨𝑾𝑲𝑺 𝑻𝑨𝑮𝑳𝑰𝑺𝑻 ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

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