R5 Imagines and Preferences

R5 Preference: He teaches you to play hockey

Riker: “Just like this,” He lined his hockey stick up with the puck an shot, hitting it square into the middle of the goal. “Riker,” You whined, “You make it look easy,” You rolled your eyes as he handed it to you. “Here,” He smiled, stepping behind you, “I’ll help,” he stood behind you holding your arms in his hands and lining the stick up with another puck. “One,” He pulled the stick back and you let him do it for you, just because he was being so damn cute. “Two,” He kissed your cheek, “Three!” He swung it low again and this time your grip tensed, the puck flew in a strange direction, “Oops,” You giggled. “It’s okay,” He smiled, “Once I got find it we’ll start again, he kissed your cheek again, “Good try,”

Rocky: “Okay go for it,” He said, handing you his hockey stick. “You already have me on ice skates,” you told him, “Isn’t that enough for today?” you asked. “Nope.” He shook his head, skating back to get a good look at you as you shot. “You can do it,” He smiled, crossing his arms. You lined it up just like he told you to and shot, almost landing it into the goal. “Rocky, did you see that?!” You shouted, “I almost got it on my first try!” You yelled, skating over to him and you knocked him and yourself over in the process. “Good job,” He smiled, kissing you on the cold, wet ice. 

Ross: “Feet shoulder width apart!” He said, standing behind you as you waited to shoot the puck. “Watch it carefully,” Ross spoke again. “I got it babe,” you smiled, knowing he was only trying to help. “Careful as you line it up,” He whispered. “Ross!” You whined, “I can do it,” You sighed. “Okay,” He said, putting his hands up in surrender. You lined it up, feet shoulder width apart like he told you. You shot, making it straight into the goal. You turned back around to see his jaw almost to the floor. “I told you I could do it,” You winked at him, blowing him a kiss as you handed the stick back to him.

Ellington: “I myself don’t play hockey much,” He spilled, “But you still should play with me and the boys some time.” He said, “you wanna try, or watch me first?” He asked. “Ummm, I’ll watch you cutie,” You smiled. He blushed slightly, skating over to where he told you to stand. “Okay,” He said, looking down at the puck, then to the goal, shooting it and making it straight into the goal. He handed you the stick and smiled at you, standing back quietly to watch you. You lined it up, hitting it, only to watch it fly past the goal and land behind it. “I think I need more practice,” You smiled sheepishly. “We’ve got all the time in the world,” He sighed, taking your hand and skating over with you to find your missing puck.

Ryland: “I know it’s your first time shooting,” He said, handing it to you, “But you got this,” You rolled your eyes as he reached behind you, playfully pulling you into him and giving you a kiss for encouragement. You went up to the puck quickly, shooting it with no thought and making it perfectly in the middle of the goal. “Hell yeah!” He shouted, “That’s what I’m talking about! My girlfriend ladies and gentlemen! The best female Ice hockey player ever known to man!” He smiled. “I don’t know if I’m the best in the world Ry,” You giggled. “But you’re pretty close,” He said, grabbing another hockey stick to play one on on with you.