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Brendan Gallagher (Montreal Canadiens)

"And Y/N L/N takes a big hit by Hilary Knight! Her stick came up and got L/N in the eye and she is bleeding pretty bad!" The announcer yells. I was watching my fiance Y/N play for the Canada Women's National Team and she had just taken a big hit from one of the stars on USA, Hilary Knight. I watched her stand up and put her hand over her eye, squinting them due to all the pain. I frowned at the sight of my girl in pain. The trainer came out with a towel and water, squirting some her eye and then wiping it away with the towel. She walked into the tunnel with a hand on her eye, the other arm leaning on the trainer because she could only see with one eye. "That's a tough blow for Team Canada seeing that's their captain leaving, but star USA player Hilary Knight is headed to the box for 4 minutes, putting Canada on a double power play!" The voice on the TV announced. I grabbed some vans and a Canadiens sweatshirt, reaching for my keys on the counter. "I'll be right back, Dash!" I yelled to our bulldog as I walked out the door. I got in the Range Rover and drove to the arena. Y/N wanted me to stay home because I had a game the next day. I couldn't argue, Coach would probably be there and if he saw I was up that late, he'd be worried that I wouldn't be ready for the game the following day. I got into the arena and went through the door, pushing around the hallways trying to find the locker room. I knocked on the door, "Y/N? It's just me, Brendan." I said while pushing the door open, finding Y/N sitting in her stall getting taped up. "Brendan! What are you doing here? I told you you had to stay home, you have a game tomorrow!" She scolded and I just laughed, rolling my eyes. "My fiance just got blasted in her game and needs stitches. I need to see her." I laughed and she nodded. "Fine. But promise me that when we get home we'll go to bed right away." She wagered and I nodded. "I guess we can go to bed." I muttered like a kid and she giggled. "Okay, you're gonna need stitches, but only 3. I need you to sit as still as you can while I put them in. Brendan over here can totally sit with you if you want so you don't flinch." The trainer joked and she rolled her eyes, slapping his shoulder. "I am ashamed that you would think that I'm too scared to sit here by myself. But, now that you mention it, if my handsome fiance wants to come hold my hand while you stick that very, large, needle into my forehead, I really wouldn't mind it too much." She joked and I laughed, nodding. I walked over and picked her up, setting her on my lap and wrapping my arms around her from behind. I grabbed her hands so she wouldn't squirm. Even though she said she wouldn't, but I knew she would. She doesn't like admitting that kind of stuff, but I knew she would squirm so I rubbed my thumb against the top of her hand. They stitched her up (with little pain, but a little squirming,) and we were soon on our way out of the arena. We walked in silence, our hands moving back and forth slowly. "Wait!" A female's voice yelled and we both turned around to see where the voice was coming from. We both looked around until Hilary Knight approached the both of us. "Umm, hi?" Y/N asked a bit rudely and I squeezed her hand to let her know. "Sorry. That was rude of me." She stumbled out and I laughed. "It's okay, I'd be mad if I were you too." She assured and we both nodded understandingly. "I just wanted to say I'm really sorry that I did that to you. I know this is kind of a cliche thing to do, I'm just glad I'm not a boy and that I didn't do any worse damage to you because if either of those things applied to me, I think your boyfriend over here would probably have my head." She joked and all laughed. "Thank you for apologizing. It's nothing too bad, I'll be back next game, don't worry." She smirked and I laughed. "I'm glad you're okay. See you soon, I'm sure." She smiled and turned on her heels, walking away from us. "Well that was nice of her." I commented and she nodded. "Chipotle?" I asked and she nodded. "How did you know?" I teased and he pretended to stroke his "beard." "I have my ways, my love. I have my ways."

i wish algebra would get hit by a bus, and then the bus got set on fire