NHL Imagines

Tom Wilson

Requested by chasingthecup !! Enjoy xoxox

Parties filled with handsome hockey players. A scene you were far too familiar with. Your older brother, John Carlson, has been playing hockey since he could walk. Being only 4 years older than you, the two of you were pretty close, which is why when he started playing for the Caps, you found yourself living very close by to him and his wife, making a convenient commute to your D.C job.

And that leads you to now. Sitting out on the porch of someone's very nice apartment at a boring house party.

Although the apartment was rather large, it was getting too stuffy in there for your liking, so you stepped outside to have some alone time.

After sitting there for roughly an hour or so, over looking the beautiful city, you heard the door creak open and then quietly shut before a tall figure took a seat next to you.

"What are you doing out here all alone?" He asked curiously.

"Just needed a breather." You responded, still looking out before finally glancing at the man and smiling, taking in his appearance.

"My name is Tom." He said very genuinely.

"I'm Danielle. John's sister."

"It's very nice to meet you Danielle."

~~~

Two hours and many stories later, André Burakovsky came out to get Tom so they could go home.

You and Tom learned so much about one another. It was an instant click that you have yet to find with anyone else. It just felt so nice being able to open up to someone like him, and assuming he felt the same way after everything he told you about himself.

He stood up and offered his hand to you, pulling you up onto your feet but with a little too much force causing you to fall slightly into his strong chest.

A huge grin spread across his face as he looked down at your height difference and how well your bodies molded together, like the universe created you two for one another, and the puzzle pieces were finally fitting together.

"Am I allowed to ask to see you again Danielle?" He said, still smiling that goofing smile.

"Of course." You told him, looking up quite a bit to reach his gaze.

~~~

After walking you to your car, opening the door and making sure you were in all safe and sound, he exchanged phone numbers and made plans to take you out tomorrow for lunch since you didn't have work.

You were quickly falling for Tom Wilson.

Author's Note!
So sorry if this is not at all what you wanted it's not even good. ):
I love Willy so so much but it's so hard to write about this and I feel like I'm having writers block...