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the winner takes it all - cale makar
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okay i couldn’t help it… two mini fics because cale and nate both deserve it. this is SO short i’m sorry but it’s simple and cute and i’m gonna go cry now
“Cale Makar, you’re absolutely insane” You grin when Cale’s cheeks turn red as he laughs.“Seriously, leave something for everyone else to win”
“Stop” Cale, bashful as ever, was blushing like crazy as you praised him.
“No, you’re a super star Caley” You continue to tease him as the team and their families swarm around you. The ice is full and Cale’s been dragging you around in search of his parents who you had lost as soon as you got down here.
You finally spot Taylor who’s running towards you, tackling his brother in a hug which knocks Cale’s hand out of yours. “Champs Baby!” Taylor yells and Cale laughs.
“Cale! You’re up for an interview” Nate skates up and you hug him as Cale leaves, heading in the direction of the reporters who have been cycling through the team. “He really won it all” Nate says quietly and you nod.
Nate had always been a guy Cale’s looked up to, ever since he started playing with the Av’s and it honestly made you proud of your boyfriend when the respect became a two way thing. The two guys have sang each other’s praises all season and you can tell it’s helped Cale probably just as much as it has Nate.
“He’s gonna give you a run for your money” You teased, poking his arm and Nate laughed loudly.
“I don’t doubt that”
You found Cale’s family and excused yourself from Nate, making your way back to where everyone was waiting for your boy. The energy around you was unreal, everyone that had been waiting for this moment whether it be the wives, parents, coaching staff, and the players themselves were all basking in it. It truly was the greatest feeling.
“Ready?” You look up to see Cale with the cup, grinning from ear to ear. The photographers are apparently waiting so you all gather around him, his parents on one side and you and Taylor on the other. They snap the photos and you’re pretty sure there’s some phones taking photos as well which you’ll have to hunt down later.
The cup’s passed onto the next guy who’s patiently waiting and once again, Cale’s family falls away leaving the two of you. “Hey, I don’t know if I’ve said it yet but I’m proud of you”
The awards and accolades he’s earned this season amazed you. The Norris Trophy itself was crazy but then to go on and win the Conn Smythe and the Stanley Cup all in one season, it was an understatement to say you were proud of him.
“Only about a thousand times” Cale smiled. You were his biggest supporter, always have been and always will be, ever since you met Cale when he played at UMass and then eventually followed him to Denver.
“Well get ready because you’re going to hear it all summer” You laugh when Cale rolls his eyes with a smile.
“I can’t believe it” He says after a beat of silence, “We actually did it, we got the cup and we’re gonna get the rings” You looked up to see stars in his eyes. Cale was the league’s prized possession, the young superstar that would pave the way for the new generation of players. While you didn’t doubt that for even a second, he was more than just that. He was your Cale, the boy who just wanted to play hockey and help his team out. He was the most selfless person and hockey player who deserved it all, which he did finally get.
“You sure did” You say quietly with a soft smile. He probably wasn’t even listening to you, it happened more often than not. When there was something big that he was trying to process, he’d speak out loud but not hear any response which you found endearing. It was like something this exciting was too much for him to wrap his mind around.
“I guess it’s only fair that you get one too” You furrow your eyebrows at him when he finally looks down at you.
“I don’t think that’s how it works… I think it’s just players and coaches. Maybe staff too I guess” You were trying to remember who actually got the championship rings, looking around the ice at all the different people who contributed to this season’s success.
“Different kind of ring” Cale tugs on your hand and you look back to find him down on one knee, right there on the ice in front of everyone.
“Cale…”
“We’ve been through it all together, I’ve gotten everything I’ve ever wanted except for one thing. I want you for the rest of my life so Y/n, will you marry me?” He fumbles with the ring in his hand, tilting it so it catches the light and you can feel tears pricking at the corner of your eyes.
“Yes!” Cheers erupt and you’re suddenly aware everyone is looking at you. Luckily, you’re more in the centre of the group, blocked from the view of fans so everyone that saw the actual proposal was your friends which made it all the more special. Cale slides the ring on before getting up to kiss you, raising you off the ice and spinning around.
“How are you going to outdo this next time?” You ask him, laughing as the guys swarm you both.
“Next time?”
“Engagement for this cup win, you’ve gotta do something for the next”
“Alright let’s not get too ahead of ourselves” Cale smiles, cheeks rosier than before if that’s even possible, “Let’s just enjoy this one”
“I love you and I promise, I’m not just with you because you win all the trophies” You wink while giggling, gazing down at your new gorgeous diamond ring.
“Good to know” Cale shakes his head but the ever-present smile tells you he’s happy as ever.
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the way joel’s gone under more stress after ellie really just hurts. bc its true. that’s part of love, especially parental love. its hard loving someone. the loving is easy but the protecting is hard. shes just a little girl. shes fourteen and shes more grown than she ever should be but shes fourteen. shes flesh and blood and shes small. shes so angry and violent but shes fourteen. all it takes is a good shot. all it took for sarah was a good shot.
i think thats why joel is even more haunted than normal. sarah died and she was so young. tess died and she was so experienced. he knows the world wont take pity on ellie because shes young. and he knows all the experience in the world wont save her either. all it takes is too many close calls. hes not scared for him. hes scared for her. he put a part of himself to sleep like a dog and it wasnt meant to wake up but it is. its waking up and its looking at ellie and its remembering. it knows the story of small girls and guns like it wrote it. can i have a gun? no. because little hands dont belong on triggers. and gun barrels dont belong pointed at little faces. but little hands are on triggers and gun barrels are pointed at little faces.
hes losing hearing from shooting and hes sleeping through watches and hes growing old. hes growing old like sarah didn’t. he watched a woman with a daughter and they both looked like sarah. he’s old enough to have grandkids. his daughter should’ve been in her thirties. she isnt. shes twelve and shes been rotting for a long time.
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