Hockey Imagines

Brad Marchand (Boston)

***This was requested by @OliviaHay7 sorry if it's not exactly how you wanted it***

 You were sitting on the couch with your laptop on your lap. Your glasses rested on the bridge of your nose and you sipped your freshly brewed coffee. Your fingers were moving along the keys faster than usual as you were rushing to meet a deadline for work. "Baby?" Your boyfriend Brad said sitting in front on you. You looked up, pausing what you were doing. "what's up?" "You gonna come to the game tomorrow right?" "That's tomorrow?" "Yes, Olivia I told you two weeks ago, it's the first game of the season." "I know I know. I just have so much work, I'm sorry Brad." "Work this work that. It's always work isn't it?!" "Really?" "Yeah because I'm tired of everything being about work. I ask for one thing and you can't do it!" "I'm sorry Brad, this is super important and..." He cut you off, "And I'm not important to you?!" "I never said that!" "But it was implied. I'm tired being put second to everything." "And hockey doesn't come first for you?!" "No it doesn't. I would drop everything for you!! I guess you wouldn't do the same." "Not true! I have deadlines to meet Brad! If I didn't have a deadline I would be at the game!" "That's not dropping everything then! You know what I'm done. Do whatever you want. Goodbye." He stormed out of the apartment, slamming the door behind him. You flinched and the noise and held back the tears that wanted to spill over. You wanted to curl up in a ball and just forget everything but your computer was practically screaming your name so you had to sit down and push through the work. When you finished it was almost 11pm that night and there was still no sign of Brad. At this point you didn't think he was going to be coming home. You decided to send a quick text to Torey and just see if he knows where Brad is. [O: Hey Torey it's Oliva, I was just wondering if you knew where Brad was. T: Yeah he's over here, he said you guys got in a fight? O: Yeah, I just wanted to know he was okay? T: Yeah he's okay, just a bit torn up. O: Alright just tell him that he's welcome to come home whenever he wants. T: I will. O: Thanks night Torey. T: Night Olivia.] You put your phone away and went to put pajamas on and then you decided to sleep in the guest room incase Brad comes home and doesn't want to see you. You crawled into the bed and all the tears started falling and you cried yourself to sleep that night.

You woke up the next morning and pulled yourself out of bed. You threw your hair up into a messy bun and went into the kitchen to make some coffee. You turned around and saw Brad come in. You went over and threw yourself into his arms. "I'm sorry." You cried. "No don't apologize, it's my fault." "No it's not. I know how much you do for me and I promise I'll be there tonight." "I love you." "I love you too." You kissed and it was perfect.

Later that morning Brad was at morning skate but should be home soon. So you were doing a little cleaning up around the house. You called your boss earlier and said that you weren't feeling well and were taking the day off so you were free. You were walking to the kitchen and you tripped on the rug. You threw your arms out to brace yourself but when you hit the ground you felt and heard a snap in your arm. You immediately grabbed your arm as it began to throb. Tears were falling like niagara falls. You heard the door open so you yelled for Brad. He ran over. "Baby what's wrong? What happened?" "It hurts Brad!" "Alright breathe baby. I'll take you to the doctor and they'll fix it okay?" You nodded and he carefully picked you up and carried you to the car.

At the hospital they took x-rays and so you guys were just waiting on the diagnosis. "What happened?" "I tripped on the rug and put my arm to brace myself and I heard a snap." "I think we should get rid of the rug." You both laughed and the doctor came in. "Alright Miss. Olivia you broke your wrist. It's not too bad so you'll be in a cast for about a month. The nurse will be in shortly to cast you up." The doctor left and you groaned. Brad laughed, "You'll be fine, I'll take care of you." "My hero." You both laughed and the nurse came in. "What color?" "Umm Yellow please." "Alright." She carefully casted you up and then you were free to go.

Back at home you changed into your Bruins gear because you still planned on going to the game. "No no no, you are staying here and resting." Brad insisted. "No no no, I am going to the game because I promised I would." He grabbed you and threw you over his shoulder and carried you to the bed and threw you down. "Brad, I wanna go." You whined. "You are injured and you need to rest." He mocked. "Please?" "Nope." "Ugh. I wanna watch you play, I miss hockey." "But you need to rest, you can watch on TV." "Why would I watch on TV when I can be there in person?" "You are staying here and watching it on TV." You pouted and gave him the puppy dog eyes, it works all the time. "I see what your doing. Not gonna happen." "Braaaddd." "Ollliiivvviiiaaa." "nope." You pouted and rested your head against his chest and just gave into him. He kissed your head, "Get some rest beautiful."