Hughes Brothers Imagines

post-game (q.h)

"Canucks win!" the announcer yelled.

I stood up and cheered with the people around me, primarily consisting of drunk men with even more beers in their hands. 

Quinn asked me to come to his game tonight since they were playing the Blackhawks and it was a guaranteed win. I watched him skate towards Demko before heading down the tunnel with the rest of his team. 

Gathering my things, I headed towards the elevator to leave the arena. As soon as I stepped out into the lobby, the sounds of people cheering filled the room almost instantly. I could see a plethora of people wearing Canucks jerseys, mainly with the last name 'Hughes' or 'Petterson'. 

The cold Canadian air hit my face as soon as I stepped out into the parking lot. I thought about waiting for Quinn, but I knew he'd probably want to go out and celebrate with his team. I got into my car and turned it on, trying to get it heated up as soon as I could. 

Right as I was about to pull out of my spot, I got a text from Quinn. 

quinn 🐻

don't leave yet pls

i wanna go home

y/n 🪱

i'll drive around back for u 

I pulled out of my spot and headed towards the back of Roger's. I scrolled on my phone as I waited for him. 

Eventually, my head perked up at a tap on my window. I could see Quinn's goofy smile through the slightly frosted glass. I unlocked the passenger door and he immediately got in. He threw his bags into the back seat before leaning over and placing a kiss on my lips. 

He pulled away before I had time to react, causing him to smile. 

"Hi." He said, fastening his seatbelt. 

I smiled at him, "Hey. Good job today." 

His hand found its way to my mid-thigh, thumb rubbing up and down. He ran his free hand through his relatively damp hair before pulling out his phone.

Since I was focused on the road, I didn't realize he was taking a picture of me until I heard the click of his camera. I quickly turned my head to look at him. 

"What was that for?" I laughed.

He turned his phone towards me, showing me his new lock screen, "That's what."

I placed one of my hands on top of the one he had on my leg. 

~~~

As I pulled into the driveway of our house and shut off the car, Quinn was immediately in my space. He kissed my cheek before leaning his forehead on my shoulder. I ran my hand through his hair and kissed the top of his head. 

"What do you want for dinner?" I asked, causing him to lift his head up. 

"Whatever you want. I'm down for anything." 

I hummed, "We could do pizza. I think there's some frozen ones in the freezer." 

He didn't say a word, just nodded his head. My car was starting to get cold so I tilted my head towards his bags, silently asking him to go inside. He rolled his eyes and groaned, before grabbing his bags. I got out and ran around to open his door. He didn't get out, he just stared at me. I tilted my head in confusion. 

"I'm supposed to do that. Not the other way round." He told me, pulling his door shut. 

I stood there in disbelief as he struggled to reopen the door on his own. After a few tries, he got it open and one of his bags fell out. He let out a small gasp when he heard it thud on the concrete. I let out a small laugh before picking it up for him and walking to our front door before he could protest anything. 

The warm air of our home welcomed me as I set Quinn's bag down. I heard the car door slam shut and the sound of rustling coming towards the door.

Quinn set down his bags immediately and shut the door. Instead of walking 10 steps to our couch, he decided to just lay on the floor. 

I knew he was tired, so I just stepped over his head into the kitchen. I pre-heated the oven before placing the frozen pizza in there. Heading upstairs, I took off my hoodie, causing my shirt to rise a bit. 

A whistle at the door caused me to pull it off faster. When I regained vision, I could see Quinn leaning on the door frame, hands in his pockets. 

He walked up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist. Placing a few kisses on my face, neck, and shoulders, he swayed us gently side to side. Thankfully, he had showered in the locker room so he wasn't sweaty. 

Letting out a sigh, I relaxed. "I love this." 

"I love you." He smirked.

a bit of a short one but happy belated valentines day! I've got some valentines imagines for all three of them soon 

hope you enjoyed!

<3, J