Note: updates are inconsistent 'cause I got stuff going on life
NHL Imagines and One Shots. This may contain smut so yeah (every other story is smut, by the way.) Idk what else to say here. Have fun reading.
Notes: arguing, tkachuk being really angy, suggestive stuff (but no smut here)
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I laid Matthew down on my lap and he looked into my eyes with anger. We'd gotten into an argument earlier today and he was nothappy at all. I ran my hands through his hair and gently caressed him, trying to calm him down, but to no avail.
"Is it really that big of a deal, Y/N?" He muttered. "It's been almost a month since I was injured, I'm fine."
I shook my head and chuckled. It's no surprise that he wanted to get back to living normally—most people wanna get back to normal life after an injury—but the reason why was a bit... questionable. Let's just say he's been experiencing some "withdrawal symptoms" from the lack of action in the bedroom lately.
"It is a big deal, Matty." I said. "You're gonna keep resting until the doctor clears you, which will probably be soon anyway."
He stuck his tongue out at me and crossed his arms. "Why do you care?"
"Because I love you. I didn't want this to happen at all." I sighed. "I was hoping you'd be fine after the injury, I really wanted you-"
"Well I really wanted something too." Matthew pouted. "I wanted to fuck you 'til you couldn't walk, I wanted to hear you yell my name out all night long, but it didn't happen."
"Sometimes we just don't get what we fucking want." He added, his voice growing angrier. "I wish it was fair—I just wanted to be inside of you, after all. Is it too much to ask for?!"
I frowned and looked into his eyes. "Why do you want it so bad??"
He quickly sat up and stared at me, his fists clenched. "I just feel like shit all the time. And every time we have sex, it just makes me feel better."
I softly hugged him and gave him a kiss. "Just listen to me for a second." I murmured and rested my hands on his shoulders.
"Fine." He pouted.
"Everything's gonna be alright. You'll be fine, your teammates will be fine, it'll all be okay." I said and hugged him again. "I'm always here for you—always remember that, my Matty Boy."
Matthew blushed and shed a few tears, then I picked him up and laid him back down. "Thank you for being here for me, Y/N." He said—getting sleepy—and buried his head in my lap. I pat him on the head a few times and smiled.
"Well, you do the same for me when I'm feeling down. It's only fair that I return the favor." I replied and gently rubbed his back. "I love you so much, Matthew."
"I love you too, Y/N." He yawned and I ran my hands through his hair while continuing to rub his back. I told him I loved him a few more times and he drifted off to sleep. 'Glad I could cheer you up, Matty Boy.
———————————————————— Author's Note: Sorry if this is very emotional or written badly. I wrote this to blow off some steam because I was angry earlier. I hope you liked it! 😊
