NHL Imagines

Take Care of You (Carter Hart x Reader)

When the Flyers played at home, you tried to spend as much time with Carter as possible. Before he started playing in the NHL, your relationship was a lot easier. But now that he was on the Flyers' roster, you didn't see him as much. So, when the Flyers' played at home, you tried to spend as much time with Carter as you could.

The two of you had been high school sweet hearts, together for three, going on four, years. You spent a lot of time with Carter when he was living in the hotel room, and that didn't change now that he was living with a teammate.

The Flyers' had an away streak and it was winter.

When Carter came home from the road games, he found you curled up in his bed, wearing his sweater, sick and asleep. You had a box of tissues and a filled garbage can by the bed and a variety of medication on the bedside table.

Carter smiled weakly to himself and pushed his suitcase against the wall quietly, careful not to wake you. He knew from your texts that you were under the weather and had had a hard time getting some rest these last few days, so he did he best to be as quiet as he could. He took his pants and shirt off, placing them on his suitcase before he got into bed gently.

"I love you." He whispered to your sleeping form before he shifted so that he could get comfortable and get some sleep himself.

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Carter woke up before you the next morning, which wasn't surprising since he was used to getting up early and you were doped up on meds. Carter laid in bed, playing on his phone as he waited for you to wake up.

"How do you feel?" He asked you once you woke up.

"Awful." You replied, rolling over to lay on your back. "So completely awful."

Carter gave you a soft smile before getting out of bed and pulling some sweatpants on. "I'll go get you a glass of water so you can take another dose of cold and flu, okay? And I'll grab you a Gatorade while I'm up, help with your electrolytes."

"Thank you." You smiled at him.

Carter came over to your side of the bed and pressed a gentle kiss to your temple. "No problem, princess."

Carter made his way to the kitchen and pulled a Gatorade from the fridge before getting a glass from the cabinet and filling it with cold water. He made his way back to the bedroom and put the Gatorade down on the bedside table before handing you the glass of water.

You had the pills in your hand when he got back and easily swallowed them down.

"Anything else I can do?" Carter asked after you had taken the pills, sitting on the edge of your bed.

"I would really like it if you came and cuddled me." You replied with a smile. "Carter cuddles can heal me."

Carter's own smile grew. "I think I can do that."

Carter returned to his side of the bed, scooching over to you. He helped ease you to laying down on your side, before he pressed himself up against your back. He wrapped his arms around you and covered your hand with his own before he pressed a kiss to your exposed neck. "I love you."

"I love you too, Cart. Thank you." You whispered back.