ℂ𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕥 (platonic and romantic oneshots)

Holiday Hockey 🎄💚

Long chapter for y'all, gotta keep you guys fed

(also im putting in the Hurricanes, only because its the only team im able to follow with knowledge of who the players are lol)

Pronouns: He/Him 

Words: 1221

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"I'm really sorry my flight got canceled, I really wish I could come," Smitty said over the discord call. "It's alright, really, it is. There'll be other games you can attend," His boyfriend said. How they met was actually a very interesting story.

The game against the Carolina Hurricanes and the Toronto Maple Leaf's hadn't gone out well for him. The Hurricanes had taken the win against the leaf's with a 6-2 score. Slightly bummed out about his team loosing, he headed down to the local Coffee shop to get a drink and a pastry. Walking in, he saw a few people in jerseys that matched the Away team that had beat him today. Still in his jersey from the game, he walked over to them to congratulate them on their teams win, thinking the were just fans.

"Hey, you guys did great out there! Congrats!" He said as the group looked at him. The three of them looked at each other then back at him. " Hey! Not so often you hear someone who likes an apposing talk to the other team well, especially after a loss," One said with a smile. "Yeah, really it is." Another said. "You seem chill, Want an autograph?" The third said. That confused him. Autograph? Weren't they just some fans in a coffee shop? Looking at their jersey's closely, they looked dirty and slightly beat up. Then it hit him.

'Oh shit, These Guys are the players'

A heat rose to his face, slightly embarrassed at the fact he didn't recognize them. Seeing him like this, one of the players spoke up. "You know what dude? You're chill. Come sit with us, I'll get us some drinks." one said stepping out of the booth to go get drinks. As he stepped away, Smitty slid into the booth. "To be honest it didn't even it me you guys were players until I saw your jersey's," Smitty said as the other two laughed. "It's alright man, really it is." One of the guys on the opposite side of the table said. The male that had stepped away slid back into the booth with 4 mugs, handing them each one. "Didn't know how you liked your coffee, left it black. Brought creamer and sugar for you though," He said sliding  into the booth next to Smitty. "We never introduced ourselves, yeah? I'm Jordan Martinook, nice to meet you." He said extending a hand across the table for him to shake. Retracting his hand after shaking it, the one beside Jordan spoke. 

"I'm Jalen Chatfield, nice to meet you." He said shaking Smitty's hand. Then the guy next to him spoke up. "I'm (Y/n) (L/n),  glad to be here." He said, shaking his hand. Smitty had head about him. He was a great defense player that also played goalie when Fredrik or Antti couldn't play for whatever reason. He thought it was fairly interesting.

One thing led to another, and they ended up staying there until the place closed just chatting with each other. not only that, but he had gained the players numbers. After a while of talking, him and (Y/n) got close, and eventually started dating.

That was about 2 and a half years ago. The next game that was coming up was just a usual game, but what would happen during the game was important. Remember when he said his flight was canceled?

So that was a fucking lie.

In reality, he had been in Raleigh for the past week preparing his surprise for his boyfriend.

A proposal, if you will.

He was going to propose.

And he was nervous as hell.

How would he react? Would he even say yes? What if he said no? It would be on the internet forever. Oh god.

Shaking out his nervousness, he grabbed the box off the dresser and called for an uber, getting to the stadium. As the uber dropped him off, he walked to the back of the stadium where he met one of the players. "Was beginning to think you wouldn't show up! We're at an intermission point, everyone's taking a breather right now, we'll keep you hidden until later, yeah?" Said the player, who he recognized as Brady Skjei. Walking in with him, he stayed in the locker room that led into the stadium. Looking at the clock, he began to sweat. It was 5, and he planned to do this at 5:30.

Great, 30 minutes to prepare himself for possible failure.

Out on the rink, The teams played aggressive. Both teams, minus (Y/n), were in on the plan. 5:30. But that didn't stop the Stars from playing their hardest. In fact, one of the players decided to run the goalie.

Big mistake on their behalf. 

(Imagine this, you're the guy closest to the camera)

After the refs stepped in to stop the fighting, putting the guy who ran Fredrik in the penalty box, You went over to him on the bench where the team was, making sure he was ok. "You good man?" You asked handing him a water bottle as he took off his gloves. "I'm pretty dizzy. He shook me up pretty good." He said. "(Y/n), can you take my place? I don't want them to cancel the game because of this." He said, sticking to the plan to keep the game going.

"Yeah, sure, just stay put. you'll be ok" he said putting on the proper padding over his sportswear. Skating back into the rink, the teams checked the clock for the time. '5:28, 2 minutes.'

When the time did roll around, The teams went off the ice, minus (Y/n), who stood there confused as to why the timer had stopped and his teammates had left the rink. Watching as from his teams bench area appeared his boyfriend, skating out onto the ice. "Smit? What're you doin here! I thought your flight was canceled?" He said as they hugged. Smitty stopped and fumbled with his coat as he spoke. "(Y/n), 2 and a half years ago, I met you at a coffee shop and hell, I didn't even know you were a player. But you shot and hit a goal right in my heart." They both laughed as Smitty grabbed his hands. "Hockey jokes aside, I really love you. I really do, which is why I wanted to ask," He said grabbing the box and getting on one knee. 

"Will you marry me?"

Standing there in shock, (Y/n) ripped the mask he had on and tossed it aside while taking his hand, pulling him up and kissing him. "Yes, yes, a hundred times yes!" He said as they hugged nd the crowd cheered. "Alright love, I've got a game to finish, ok? You can sit on the benches, I'll see you after." he said kissing his forehead as he skated off. As Smitty skated and sat on the benches, the Team skated out and hugged their current goalie. 

"Hey," Fredrik got Smitty's attention. "Yeah?"

"You hurt him, we'll run you like someone who's just run the goalie." He said with a smirk

That's one of the most terrifying things you'll hear from a hockey player, yet he wasn't scared. 

He would never hurt you, and that's a promise.

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