Hockey imagines and short stories. Open to requests, but I will let you know my favorite team is the Washington Capitals, therefore I mostly know things about them and their players. There will be many Capitals imagines in this but I will expand and...
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It was a little past 8, you've been working all day. Anxiously waiting, hoping you'd be able to get off early. Deep down though you knew that wasn't possible, you're a waitress with a full house to serve.
Every moment you get free you glance at the only TV airing the NHL draft. Your boyfriend was there, you feel guilty for not being there with him, supporting him. But it was impossible, you're in college and you're drowning in student loans. With work and finals you knew you wouldn't be able to make it, or afford it.
"Miss, another beer please" a man yells from a booth over, shaking your attention away from the TV.
"Yes" you smile, "of course." Taking his glass you walk to the bar. Placing the old glass in the sink you then grab a clean one and begin filling it to the top.
While waiting for the glass to fill your phone begins to buzz in your back pocket. You reach for it and read the caller ID. Your mouth drops and your eyes widen.
"Jakub"
You answer, basically dropping the beer you run over to the TV, seeing as your boyfriend has been picked 13th overall by the Washington Capitals.
"Babe? Hey? Y/N, can you hear me?"
You hear his voice and quickly raise the phone to your ear.
"Hey" your voice is shaky because of the excitement you're in. "I can't believe it, I'm so proud of you. Congratulations."
He laughs, it feels like forever since you've heard it. You've both been so busy you've only been able to call for short amounts of time, every so often.
"Thank you, I appreciate it."
You smile, "I love you..."
"I love you too"
There was a moment of silence, a tear runs down your cheek. It's been so long since you've guys have been able to see each other. You've been in college and he's been working hard just for this moment. He's been playing with Linköpings hockey club in the Swedish hockey league. But it was never too bad to see each other since you went to college near the home rink, Saab Arena...until recently, he's been running around all over the place in order to get ready for the draft. And it's never hit you until now... this is it. He's actually been drafted, he's accomplished what he's dreamed of, playing in the NHL. More tears run down your face. He'll have to leave...
"Hey Y/N, I need to go. They want to talk to me. I'll call you later okay?"
You can't help but smile as he sounded so excited, "okay..." you hang up the phone, and just stare. Soon your phone turns off. Revealing your reflection and the tears running down your cheeks.
