you were watching the TSN highlights from tonight's game on tv when you heard the door open and slam shut. The Blackhawks lost 6-2 to the Toronto Maple leafs and you knew how Patrick got when he lost a game.
"Babe?" you called out into the darkness of the front hall way. No response. You got up from the couch and walked in the kitchen. He wasn't there. "Patrick?" you said as you turned the corner and began to walk up the stairs. Still no response. You made your way up to the top floor and that's when you heard sobs coming from the bathroom. I knocked on the door quietly. "Y/N, I'm fine just leave me alone." there was a moment of silence. "Patrick Babe please open the door" You could feel the stinging sensation in your throat begin to do its rounds. "I don't want you to see me like this Y/N." you stop to think for a minute. "Listen Patrick, I understand that you don't like people to see you in your weak state, but it's me." It was quiet, until the door made a popping sound and the light from the bathroom lit up the top floor. His head was down as if he were ashamed to show you this side of him. You picked his head up with your hand and gave him a soft kiss on the lips. Tears were still slipping down his cheeks and it broke your heart to see him so torn. You slowly lead him into the bedroom and he collapsed on the bed. You made your way to the bed and sat up against the headboard, Patrick backed up till his head rested on your stomach. You begin to play with his hair and give him small kisses here and there. "Now do you want to talk about it?" you ask
"No baby just hold me." He replied
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NHL Hockey Imagines
Fanfichockey imagines of all nhl and cwhl players. I will do requests as well :)
