Hockey Imagines

Stephen Johns (Dallas Stars)

You were a typical college student, go to class everyday, shit ton of homework. You were studying to be a nurse so there was a lot of work to do.
You got home after class and your boyfriend's car was in the driveway so he is home from practice, he is a hockey player for the Dallas Stars. "Hey babe." He said walking over from the kitchen. You just went over and rested your head on his chest and he wrapped his arms around you in a hug. "What's wrong?" "School." "Is there anything I can do?" You shook head no and you could hear him sigh. You probably stayed like that for about 5 minutes before you had to start your homework. Stephen had to run out to get something he forgot at the arena so you went to your bedroom and got your computer out for you could get to work on the 4 papers, 3 sets of notes you have to take, and the two huge tests you had coming up as well. You had your huge Chemistry textbook in front of you and your notebook on your lap and the pen in your hand glided along the lines of the paper scribbling down terms and statements that you didn't know the meaning of.
You had been working on your homework for so long you hadn't realized Stephen had come home until he literally took your notebook and textbook from you. "You need to relax and take some time off." He argued. "I need to finish this work so I don't fail." "You are going to make yourself sick." "I'm gonna be fine." He rolled his eyes and left the room You sighed but went back to your work. Eventually you fell asleep doing the work.
You woke up in the exact same position you fell asleep. Except now, your head was pounding and you felt like crap. You pulled yourself out of bed and down to get some Advil. Stephen must have already left for practice so I took the Advil and sat on the couch and ended up falling asleep again. "Baby? Wake up Hun." You rubbed your eyes and yawned but then that sick feeling took over again and you groaned. "What's wrong?" "Feel like shit." He pulled you into his arms and you put your head in the crook of his neck. "I'm sorry." He whispered. "For what?" "Being rude last night I just wanted to spend time together." "I should be apologizing I've practically ignored you for the last 2 weeks. I'm sorry." "Now we're good and I can spend lots of time with you while you get better." "Thanks babe." "Always. I love you." "I love you too Stephen."