A Couple Hockey Imagines

The Best: A Brendan Gallagher Imagine

As you sat at your Grand Piano in the living room of your large house, your head fell into your hands for what seemed like the hundredth time. Your concert was in two weeks but you just couldn't get the ending of your composition right. You looked up at your ink scribbled paper and sighed, this song is almost perfect. With a confident lift of your chin and chest you placed your hands on the keys and started from the 50th measure. You closed your eyes, having memorized your work, and pressed the keys. It was beautiful. You were so proud of yourself for being able to do so well with your first original composition. If only you could finish the darn thing. As you neared the end of the piece your eyes opened and you bit your lip hoping that something would come to you. When your fingers stopped moving due to the lack of notes on the paper in front of you, you once again sighed. Standing up from the piano you'd had enough for the day. When you turned to go upstairs you noticed that someone stood listening. Brendan, NHL Hockey player and boyfriend of three years stood against the railing of your stairs and gave you a sympathetic smile.
"Still haven't got it?" He asked walking over to you. You sighed for the hundredth time and dropped your head into his neck wrapping your arms around his waist.
"You'll get it, I promise. You're an amazing pianist and it'll come to you." He promised before kissed your forehead. He reassured you, as he always did, and you were so grateful to have him. He was gone a lot but when you needed him he'd be there at the drop of a dime with a phone call or a hug just your size. You loved him more than anything and couldn't see your life without his cocky grin or cooking skills (or lack there of.)
As you lay asleep in bed that night you had a dream. You were dreaming that you were walking down the isle and Brendan was smiling with tears in his eyes. There was someone playing the piano but it's wasn't the traditional wedding march... It was your composition! The song ended by the time you got to Brendan and before anyone could speak you jolted awake with a huge grin. Brendan had gone on the road with the team for the upcoming game earlier that day so you didn't have to worry about where you threw your blanket. Racing down the stairs and to the piano you sat and played and played until you recognized it as the exact piece from you dream. You didn't care that it was three in the morning. When you finish you were so happy you almost cried. You decided not to call Brendan and surprise him with your song at the concert.
You had to dodge and avoid many questions from Brendan about your work over the couple of weeks but you successfully kept your completion a secret.
You smiled at the large audience in front of you before smoothing your dress and taking your seat in front of the piano. Your nerves were okay but looking for Brendan in the crowd wouldn't help you. With a deep breath you brought your hands to the keys and played your first original composition in front of nearly a hundred people. Before you could even stand from your stool the crowd was cheering, whistling at your feet. You waved and bit your lip trying to hold back your tears but failed as they slipped down your cheeks. Bowing you attempted to hide your face but your eyes caught someone's. Brendan's. His eyes were hopeful and it confused you. That's when you noticed he was on his knee with a tiny box open in his hands. He wasn't that close to you but you weren't stupid. You looked back into his eyes and they were brimmed with tears. You have him a smile before stepping down the stairs of the stage and running into his arms.
"Yes. A million times yes." You whispered in his ear as he held you tight. The crowd continued to cheer and you heard countless 'congratulations' from the people that were close to you. Tears continued to pour from your eyes and Brendan pulled away and planted a sweet kiss on your lips before looking into your eyes.
"Told you." He winked. "They're all cheering for you. You did so great and I'm so proud of you. They love you." He smiled as you turned to the crowed and waved again. "But I'm the one that gets to take you home." He whispered in your ear while wrapping his arms around your waist.
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