Hockey Imagines

#13 Johnny Gaudreau

You come home and make your way up into your bedroom. You take out your laptop and decide to play some music and check your emails. While doing so, Johnny makes his way up the stairs and comes behind you, gently massaging your shoulders.

"How was work? Tiring?" Johnny asks as he continues rubbing your shoulders.

"Yup. As always." You reply back while reading one of your emails.

Johnny places himself beside you and seems to be lost in thought. You look over to him and smile, admiring how cute he looks. He then looks down at you, and smiles back, moving his head down to yours as he kisses your lips softly.

"So I was thinking, we have this whole day of free time, we should do something." Johnny mentions after pulling away from the kiss.

"You are right. We do have a full day." You reply.

" I should do your hair." He deadpans.

You looked at him as if he murdered a person dressed up in an  Easter bunny suit.

"You better be kidding. I mean do you really actually know how to..?" You look up at him giving him the 'Are you serious because you better not be' look.

"Hey hey I might not, but I can. Isn't There a first time for everything?" He smirked at you which resulted in you elbowing him in the stomach. 

"First things first, shush.. You and your dirty mind gosh. "
You can reply shaking your head. "Second, I don't know I mean, depends on what you can do not what you want to do because I'm scared I'll go bald." You let out in one breath.

"I won't rip out your hair. I just wanna do a braid." He looks at you innocently.

"Hmm... Fine. " you agree to his wishes.

Johnny rubbed his hands together before motioning you to turn around. He took a brush and started brushing your hair. He started off with a normal braid which surprisingly, he made well.

"So I've seen this thing online, don't even ask how, but this person makes a braid by using pencils." He says while standing up to grab a pencil.

"Oh um, I don't think we should try that."

"Don't worry, it's not like it'll get stuck or anything." He replies.

Johnny grabbed all the pencils and pens needed, and started working. He also searched up a video to do so. Even though it wasn't right, you let him. After a while, you realized that associated with this hairstyle came pain. Then everything went quiet. You turn around to see Johnny staring at you with wide eyes.

"What? You look as if you did something terribly wrong."

"Um.. It's not too too bad, I just uh.. Um.. Turn around again."

You turned around again and endured some more tugging and pulling in your hair.

"This hurts Johnny! Seriously what'd you do?!" You turn around looking at him.

He started scratching his head.

"Um.. The pen got stuck."

" You're joking."

You got up and tried to catch a glimpse of your hair in the mirror. All you could see was a big birds nest.

"Oh no. This is bad... really bad!" You mutter to yourself.

"I know! I'm so so so sorry! I think we're going to have to cut your hair though."

"No. My hair is fine. It's just a little pen stuck in my hair. Can't kill me can it right? Oh gosh please pen get out of my hair. You deserve to be writing on some paper, not stuck in my hair." You say as you struggle and try slipping the pen out.

"The hook is stuck. If you get the hook out, the pen comes out easily." Johnny mentions coming up behind you. He tries his best to slide the hook off, along with the pen.
After a couple minutes of trying, the pen finally comes out.

"Thank god! I thought I actually did need to get my hair cut!" You say as you gently comb out your hair.

"I'm sorry. I should've been more careful." Johnny says as his eyes look at you with guilt.

"Hey I know it was an accident. Don't worry about it." You reply giving him a smile and wrapping your arms around his waist. He hugs you back tight while stroking your hair.

"Although tomorrow I'm doing your hair. Get your materials ready." You look up at him with a mischievous glint in your eyes, before running away from Johnny, with him trailing behind you.