NHL imagines

Derick Brassard

Here's my first imagine back for you guys! It's a little short but I hope you guys like it ☺

People filled the room every which way you looked there was someone new who was standing there. I tried to pin point my father out so he would know I was here but with this crowd I couldn't even keep my mind straight. I saw a player from the other day that Ryan was with, Mats? Was that his name? I hesitated before walking his way wondering if he'd know where my father was hopefully. I walked up to the man where he stood talking to one of the other players on the team. I only know due to the fact his name tag read: Hello I'm Ryan McDonagh easily telling anyone who he was. I saw Mats which read: Hello I'm Mats Zuccarello which made it easy to know that was indeed Mats. 
"Excuse me Mats have you seen my dad at all?" I asked looking at him making him turn to look at me as a small smile came across his face. 
"(Your name) good to see you again. By the way I haven't if that answers your question." He spoke with a small head shake.
"Okay thank you." I spoke with a small smile and I started walking away before him calling my name. I turned around slowly looking at him with a light smile.
"Yes Mats?" I asked with a smile.
"You look beautiful tonight." Mats spoke making me smile.
"Thank you. And you look handsome Mats. You clean up nice." I spoke making him smile before I started turning to walk off to find my father. Everything after it felt like a domino effect. I felt some bump into me causing me to bump into someone else. I felt something cold cover the front of my dress. I felt my feet come out from under me as I landed on someone.
"Ma'am my apologies." Someone spoke trying to help me to my feet.
"Its all good." I spoke to whomever it was. A nameless man stood there with blonde hair touching his shoulders as he was laughing at his friend. I looked up to see Derick standing up with a shocked expression. I looked down to see something red on the floor and whatever it was my dress was soaked in it. 
"Are you okay? I didn't hurt you did I?" I asked and he shook his head lightly.
"I am so sorry." He spoke grabbing a few napkins from someone near by trying to get whatever he could off my dress. 
"Derick it's fine. Accidents happen." I spoke touching his arm gently making his eyes find mine. I felt my heart skip a beat before I was trying to figure out why. His once use to be white shirt was now stained in red.
"I-I'm sorry." He spoke stuttering over his words as he was shaking his head as he still tried to get the liquid out of my dress which most of it wasn't going to. 
"Derick it's okay. Trust me. This dress is nothing to me, trust me. I feel bad because your shirt is now stained." I spoke quietly as he looked worried that he did something wrong. 
"Its fine I have a suit jacket to wear. I just feel so bad. What can I do to make it up to you?" He spoke with a small frown as his eyes locked with mine. 
"What about dinner sometime?" I asked raising an eyebrow and he smiled nodding his head a few times. 
"I'd like that. As I said I'm really sorry." He spoke with a smile pulling me in for a quick hug. The feeling of his arms on me made me smile as I hugged him back quickly before letting go of him.
"It's okay Derick. I promise." I spoke giving him a reassuring smile. He smiled lightly.
"I gotta go find my family. See you after awhile?" He asked and I nodded my head.
"I'd like that." I spoke and he smiled. I watched as he was walking towards the tables quickly to go see his family. I made my way through the crowd looking for my dad finding him talking to my mom with my siblings. I saw (brothers name) look directly at me as a smile came upon his face as he ran towards me.