Imagines ➙ Dolan Twins

cheering [g]

ik none of u care about hockey but my fav team was just eliminated in the playoffs last night, so i'm really sad and wanted to make a hockey imagine
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you and your boyfriend were on the way to the bell centre, in montreal quebec. your boyfriend and his twin brother ethan were on tour right now, and had an extra day in montreal. they decided to bring you, because they know how much you love the montreal canadiens; montreal's national hockey league team.

your boyfriend found a spot in the parking lot, and got out of the car. you also got out, and wore your jersey proudly as you walked inside. it was your favourite player's jersey; brendan gallagher.

[a/n: tbh if yall dont know anything about hockey just ignore all the names and stuff lmao]

"grayson, where are our seats?" you asked, turning to your boyfriend. grayson told you were you'd be seating, and you went to find those seats. alot of the seats were already full, since the game started in about twenty minutes.

the two teams were already out on the ice, warming up. it was montreal against los angeles, which worked nicely because grayson and his brother like the los angeles team; the la kings.

you and grayson were pretty close to the glass, and got a good view of all the players. you cheered as they all skated around, shooting pucks on the night. your favourite player skated past you, and you tapped grayson's arm.

"there he is!" you said to him, a large grin spread out on your face.

"which one?" grayson asked, trying to see who you were pointing to.

"number eleven! i'm wearing his jersey." you replied. grayson looked down, and saw a small number eleven on your sleeve. he nodded, and turned to continue watching the kings warm up.

the game started, and you knew something was up with grayson. you cheered for your favourite team, but he hadn't said anything to you. he hadn't even smiled at how happy you were.

"gray, are you alright?" you asked. right now, you cared more about your boyfriend than a hockey game.

"i'm fine." grayson replied.

"seriously grayson, what's the matter?"

"nothing."

you sighed, and continued watching the game. your team scored, but you didn't cheer as much as you thought you would. you knew something was wrong with grayson, and you didn't just want to ignore him.

first intermission came, and alot of people left their seats to go get food, or use the washroom. the arena had grown quite quiet, and you turned to grayson once more.

"please, tell me what's wrong." you begged him. he turned to look at you, but you couldn't tell what emotions he was feeling. he just had a blank face.

"i don't like how much you cheer for that...number eleven guy."

you chuckled lightly. "you're jealous of a hockey player?" you asked.

grayson nodded his head. "yes, because he's out there being a superstar, and i'm just-"

"you're just the only person i wanna be with. and grayson, i'll have you know that right now you're on tour with your brother, and tomorrow night you're gonna meet thousands of teenage girls that are all gonna be so giddy and..well...emotional, around you. but i'm okay with that, because meeting your fans makes you happy. touring the world with ethan makes you happy. i've been a fan of this team since i was like five years old. you don't have to be jealous." you told grayson. he nodded, and a look of sadness flashed across his face.

"you're right, i'm sorry." grayson replied.

"it's okay." you kissed grayson's cheek, and turned to face the ice. everyone started filing back into their seats, and the players started skating out onto the ice. first intermission was over, and the game was starting again.

"besides, i can make you scream alot louder than these guys." grayson whispered in your ear. you looked over at him, and hit his arm.

"grayson!" you exclaimed, in shock. grayson rubbed his arm where you hit him as he grinned at you.
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tHEN YALL GOT UP AND BANGED IN THE BATHROOM

lol jk