NHL Imagines

P.K. Subban - #76 Nashville Predators

Love me some chocolate mmmmhmmmm. Plus Subban was fantabulous for the Habs, even though I only watch/ pay attention to the Habs because they have Carey Price. I cant believe they traded him to the preds for webber. But whatevs. They arent my teams so idc.
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"(Y/N)!" Your best friend yelled as she walked into the room you were sitting in. You were getting your hair done for your wedding. As you stared down at your white Bride tank top you were wearing with black capri leggings, you couldn't stop thinking about your relationship with P.K. Subban. You two had been dating for five years almost to the day.

You and PK met at a club after one of his games. He and a few of his teammates decided they wanted to go to a club close to the arena in Nashville after they beat the Predators. That same night, a few of your friends decided that you would join them when they went to their favorite club. You didn't enjoy the club scene as much as your friends so you stayed up at the bar all night. About a third of the way through the night, PK came up to get another drink and sat down at the bar, on the stool next to yours.

"Are you here by yourself?" PK asked you.

"No. I'm with them," you said as you pointed to your friends who were dancing in the middle of the club.

"Do you not like to dance? Or are you the DD?" He asked.

"Neither. Clubs just aren't really my thing," you remember saying to him. He nodded his head in understanding.

"Would you want to go grab something to eat with me?" PK asked as he smiled his classic PK smile.

"That sounds great," you smiled as you stood up. "Let me tell my friends. Can you give me a ride home after?" You asked him as he nodded and you went to tell your friends.

The two of you ended up spending almost the entire night at a local diner that you absolutely loved to go to. You and PK spent five hours talking, laughing and eating. He drove you home and you exchanged phone numbers promising to get together again whenever he was in town next. Before he left your doorstep that night, he kissed you. When you both pulled away, you bit your lip and smiled, a nervous habit you have. PK smiled as well and he kissed your forehead. "I'll text you later," he said as he played with your hand before he left. You walked into your apartment and pumped your fists and jumped in the air.

Ever since that day, you and PK had been together. Long distance was hard but it was so worth it. Today you are getting married to the love of your life, PK.

"I'm nervous," you say to (Y/BFF/N).

"Girl, what do you have to be worried about? You love PK and he loves you. You two are perfect for each other. Sometimes you guys are so cute it's sickening," (Y/BFF/N) says to you to try to calm you down.

You laugh a little and look at yourself in the mirror. Your hair was done in a wavy-curly half-up, half-down do. Your makeup consisted of eyeliner, mascara, gold and brown eye shadow to match your wedding colors: gold and vine green, and compliment your eye color. You are also wearing foundation and bronzer. The dress you chose for your wedding made everyone who went with you to your appointments, your mother, sibling(s) and BFF, cry when you bought it. It is a strapless, A-line gown with a sweetheart neckline and flowers embroidered over the top and down the right side with a ribbon tied around the middle without any free string in the back.

Your dad walks into your dressing room. "My baby," he says as he walks over to you with tears in his eyes. "I cannot believe that my little girl is getting married today," he says as he cups your cheek with his hand.

Your eyes brim with tears as you smile, "I will always be your little girl, daddy."

He laughs as a few tears slip out of his eyes. He wipes them away and responds, "I know Princess."

"Okay! Everybody to their places!" (Y/BFF/N) yells as she ushers everyone out of the dressing room and into the hall. She arranges your bridal procession in their order. "We're good to go!" She exclaims and takes her spot in front of you.

You take a big deep breath in to silence your nerves and say, "okay. Let's do this."

"You'll be fine sweetie," your mother says as she pats you on the shoulder on the way to her spot. "I love you," she smiles before she goes through the doors to the hall.

Then the music starts. Each of the bridesmaids head through the doors and you slowly make your way closer to the doors. (Y/BFF/N) goes and then it is just you and your dad.

"He is a great guy Princess. You chose wisely. He will make you very happy," he says.

"Thank you dad," you say thanking him.

That was all the encouragement you needed. You take a deep breath and nod to the ushers at the doors. The doors are opened and you take your first steps, looking at the ground. You hear everyone stand up and also a few gasps. You look up and lock eyes with PK. His eyes are filled with happy tears as he smiles at you after running his hand over his face in astonishment. In PK style, he cannot wear a traditional tux. His is in an all gold suit with white accents. You smile at him and your eyes brim with tears. Before you even realize it, you and your dad reach PK. Your dad gives your hand to PK and he kisses you on the cheek before he goes and sits down in his spot in the front row. You look up and lock eyes with PK once again. You can't help but smile and blush.

"You look so beautiful (Y/N)," PK whispers to you.

Throughout the entire ceremony you and PK cannot stop looking at each other. You basically tune it all out until your hear the officiant say,  "(Y/F/N). Do you take Pernell Karl Subban to be your lawfully wedded husband? To have and to hold, in sickness and in health, in good times and in bad, for richer or for poorer as long as you both shall live?"

"I do," you respond quickly as you continue to smile like a mad woman at PK. He puts the ring on your finger.

"And Pernell Karl Subban. Do you take (Y/F/N) to be your lawfully wedded wife? To have and to hold, in sickness and in health, in good times and in bad, for richer or for poorer as long as you both shall live?" The officiant asks PK.

"I do," he responds just as quickly as you, a large smile present on his face. You put the ring on his finger.

"Then by the power vested in me, I now pronounce you Husband and Wife." He says happily. "You may now kiss the bride," he says to PK.

PK wraps his left arm around your waist and he cups your cheek with his right hand as you mirror his actions. The kiss is one of the most passionate kisses the two of you have ever shared. You hear a few whistles and whoops as you break apart, out of breath. You and PK grab hands and lead the wedding party out of the building and into a limo, ready to head to the reception.

"I love you," PK says as he holds you in his arms.

"I love you," you respond happily.

Today could not have gone any better, you think to yourself. The only things left to do are to have a blast at your wedding reception and then go back to your shared apartment later and do what married couples do on their wedding nights...

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