NHL Imagines

Brayden Schenn (Philadelphia Flyers)

Have you ever loved someone so much that your heart stopped when you saw them? Your words got caught in your throat and you couldn't catch your breath when they were near. Their smile made your day and their company made your life much less boring. The way they said your name gave you butterflies and their touch made you blush. 

That's how our relationship was in the beginning. We loved each other dearly. We had for such a long time. We were both happy until the one day that love is supposed to be shown throughout the world. We broke up on Valentine's Day. The happiest, most sweet and romantic day soon turned bitter and heart-wrenching for the both of us.

He got me flowers. He sent me a bouquet of flowers with a card attached. He went on and on about how much he loved me and how he regretted what he was going to say, but insisted that our relationship was just too much for him. He said that he couldn't handle it and that he thought it was best for the both of us if we just weren't together anymore. I thought he was joking at first, but the more I read on, the more I understood.

Dear (Y/N),

Before you read on, I just want you to know how much you really mean to me. I have loved you since we were teenagers and I don't think I'll ever stop, but (Y/N)... I can't do this anymore. I hope you understand and I hope you forgive me for doing this, on today of all days. I've been stressed about a lot of things and, unfortunately, you were one of them. Don't take that in a bad way. Today was actually supposed to be the best for the both of us, but I came to realize that neither of us seemed truly happy in this relationship and I didn't want to take this next step because of that. At the end of the ribbon, that's tied to the white rose, there's something there. I want you to take it and do whatever you please with it.

I love you, (Y/N). Never forget that.

Brayden Schenn

I reached for the only white rose within the bouquet and saw that there was, in fact, a ribbon tied to it. I grabbed hold of it and lifted it from the bunch. I felt absolutely nothing when I saw what was on the end. A ring. A beautiful diamond ring was attached to the end.

As I sat on the couch, I thought of all the times that him and I argued. Everything that had happened within our relationship really wasn't something that would qualify as healthy. We argued over ridiculous little things. What we should have for dinner, who would take the dogs out, who would drive, which movie to turn on, etc. It wasn't just bickering either. 

Though I was slightly hurt, I knew it was the best thing to do. There was no more of that spark left in our relationship. Instead of being happy, we were tired. Tired of each other. 

I hadn't known what I was doing, I hadn't thought it through well enough, but I soon found myself at his doorstep. When he opened the door, we looked at each other like we were strangers. 

"I... I just... I wanted to make sure this is what you wanted," I sputtered out, avoiding eye contact the best I could.

He nodded slowly. "I- uh... it is. It's the best for both of us,"

I gave him a short nod and a small smile, feeling the last piece of my heart break. After all these years, it had finally happened. People really do change. 

"This is... can I- um... fuck it," his lips were suddenly on mine. I touched his cheek lightly and let out a sob, knowing this was the last time this would happen. His hands rested on my lower back and he moved me closer to him. He pulled back, tears running down his cheeks as well. 

"One last time,"

Requested by curbstomps :)

I decided to do a bit of a sad imagine. I don't know why. I just kind of felt like writing this kind of story today.