Steven sat down on my bed and frowned as I ran my fingers through my straight (H/C) hair.
"Babe what's wrong now?" He asked as he got up off the bed and kissed my head.
I wrapped my arms around his waist tight. He chuckled but then went back to being concerned.
"Steven, I don't see how this is gonna work," I whispered as tears began to spill out of my eyes and run down my face.
"(Y/N), you know that's not true," He smiled as he put his fingers to my chin and forced me to make eye contact,"Is this because of my hockey schedule again?"
I shook my head and he wiped my tears out of my eyes.
"Babe you can tell me," he smiled softly as I held on tighter to him.
"My dad wants me to be with someone good and he says a hockey player won't do good for me," I frowned and began to let the tears spill out more,"My mom thinks that you being a hockey player and being on road trips a lot that you'll meet someone else and you'll break my heart. I've tried telling them that I can handle myself and they aren't me but they just don't want me with you."
Steven kissed my lips softly,"Is that all?"
He sounded really concerned. I shook my head and wiped more tears out of my eyes.
"They said that you're evil. Like we're supposed to be fighting a war against you," I sat down on my vanity and Steven sat back on my bed.
He sighed and ran his fingers through his gorgeous, blonde, geled hair.
"(Y/N), you know I need their approval," Steven looked into my eyes, his eyes tear-stained and red.
"No!" I shook my head,"They don't know you. They don't spend time with you daily. They don't know your amazing personality. They think that your some hockey jerk."
"(Y/N), I don't want to hurt you," Steven sobbed silently,"What if I do hurt you? What then?"
I sat down next to him on my bed and grabbed his hands. I kissed his cheek and wiped his eyes.
"You don't need to cry Steven," I smiled,"You won't hurt me. Honestly, even if in the end this doesn't work out, I want to spend the extra time we have together. Not with anyone else."
We'd been dating for 6 months now and neither of us had ever said those three important words in a relationship.
"Steven, I-I love you," I played with my thumbs in my lap.
He lifted his head up with relief, his face looking questioning. I nodded. He smirked and cupped my face. He passionately kissed my lips and after about 30 seconds pulled away.
"I love you so much that words can't explain (Y/N)," Steven smiled and kissed the top of my head.
I sank into his chest and snuggled up to him. I took in the sweet scent of his cologne and smiled. He wore my favorite cologne today.
"I love you babygirl."
"I love you Steven."
Song: They Just Don't You by Little Mix
I finally did my first imagine! It's sorta short but I've been planning this for awhile and I honestly wanted to do a Steven Stamkos one. Thanks so much Bolts_1D_girl for the request! I have a few more currently on the list and requests are open! Love y'all!
❤Delaney
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FanfictionI do NHL Imagines of ANY player on ANY team! Some requests may take longer because I do have a list. REQUESTS: Player and Situation