nhl one-shots | completed

xv | patrick kane

CAUGHT | for spideynhl

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"Why do they have to make it so cold in here?" (Your Name) pouted, pulling her hands into her sweater sleeves. She was in United Center, getting ready for a family skate with her boyfriend's team, the Chicago Blackhawks.

Patrick laughed. "You're just unprepared, babe," he told her.

"This is my first time, y'know," she said, leaning down the lace the white figure skates she was wearing. "How was I supposed to know? I can't even wear your warm hoodie to this thing."

"How come you never complain about being cold during the game?" he questioned.

"Nerves," she answered simply, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear before going back to tying.

He laughed again, amused by her comment.

"What?" she questioned, sitting up and raising an eyebrow at him. "I get nervous easily, okay?"

"You're so cute," he said, leaning in and kissing her forehead. He stood up, moving to stand in front of her. He held out his hand. "Ready?"

She took his hand and he helped her stand up. Lacing his fingers with hers, he led her towards the ice. He tried to hold in his laughter as he watched her hobble around like a child, trying to get used to walking in skates.

"I can hear you," she said, looking down at her feet as she focused on every step.

"Sorry," he apologized. He stepped onto the ice first, turning towards her and holding his other hand out. She held onto both of his hands tightly as she took her first step onto the ice. She regained her balance before taking another step.

"There you go," Patrick said, smiling at her. She smiled back, brushing her hair out of her face again. "Shouldn't you tie that up? It's getting in your face a lot."

"I don't have a hair tie," she informed him. He dug into his pants pocket, pulling one out and handing it to her with a smirk. "You are the best boyfriend ever." She took it from him, tying her hair up in a messy bun.

"I'm glad you agree with me," he teased.

She rolled her eyes. "Alright, I could fall at any second, so if you could hold onto me again that'd be great."

Laughing, Patrick complied. He stood in front of her again, grabbing onto both of her hands. He began slowly skating backward as she struggled to stay on her feet.

Before long, (Your Name) was skating on her own. She had picked it up surprisingly quickly and had begun to talk to some of Patrick's teammates as the couple skated around, hand in hand. Eventually, the two got bored of skating around and decided to make their way off of the ice.

"Are you enjoying yourself?" Patrick questioned. They had found a warmer room to sit in, as (Your Name) had begun to complain about being cold again.

"This is amazing, Pat. I'm having so much fun," she answered, a small smile plastered on her lips. "Thank you."

He smiled, leaning forward and kissing her quickly. "Anything for my girl." He pulled her close to him, kissing her again.

From there, the kiss got heated. They both seemed to forget about their surroundings as Patrick reached up, pulling the hair tie out of her hair and running his fingers through it. She laughed mid-kiss, pulling away just enough to say, "That kinda ruined the point of you giving that to me, huh?" Patrick just laughed before kissing her again.

"Ah, young love."

The voice startled both Patrick and (Your Name), causing them to jump away from each other. The culprit, Jonathan Toews, laughed.

"What the hell, Jonny?" Patrick questioned. (Your Name) blushed heavily, embarrassed that they had been caught by the Blackhawks' captain.

"Seabs asked me where you went," Jonathan explained. "Figured I would go look. I sure didn't expect to see this, though. Pro tip, you two should save that for behind closed doors."

With that, Jonathan left. Patrick shook his head, mumbling, "I hate him," before following his teammate out. Giggling, (Your Name) followed.

"Y'know, I'm the same age as you," Patrick told Jonathan as he and (Your Name) skated up to him.

"Yes, but you two were acting like two horny teenagers," Jonathan replied with a smile.

"Get it, Kaner!" Patrick Sharp called as he skated by. Apparently, Jonathan had spoken loudly enough for others to hear.

"Shut up!" Patrick yelled to him before turning to (Your Name). He quickly mouthed 'I'm sorry.'

She smiled, mouthing back, 'It's perfectly fine.'

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hockey is back and (hopefully) so am i

thank you again for the request 💓 i got a little carried away at the beginning lol

10.16.17