Consequences - Matthew Tkachuk

Part 3

Part 3

13 weeks

You're watching Matt reading through a few different pamphlets while the two of you are sitting in the waiting room. Your first appointment is today and if you are being honest, there was a part of you that didn't believe he would actually show up despite being in Calgary and not having a game.

But he showed up fifteen minutes early at your apartment despite you telling him you were very capable of driving yourself but he insisted and you're so used to him being a total jackass that you've decided to enjoy him being friendly and caring.

Not to mention he looks really hot today. You're blaming that thought on the hormones though.

"You're staring again." He murmurs and you feel your cheeks heat up as you scramble to come up with an explanation.

"You have... dirt on your face." You mumble, ignoring when he chuckles and shoves the pamphlets in the pocket of his hoodie.

"Whatever you say sweetheart." he says and you glare at him.

"Do you always have to be such an ass-" you begin to say but a voice cuts you off.

"Y/N Y/L/N?" The receptionist calls out and you take a deep breath before standing up and following her to the examination room.

You ignore the fluttering in your stomach when Matt takes your hand in his and squeezes it gently.

Stupid hormones.

. . .

You've only seen Matt show real emotions on the ice. You haven't really seen him upset or angry off the ice. Granted, you hardly spent time with him until now but the point is that even through the tears in your eyes, you can see the tears in his.

As soon as you heard the fast little heartbeat and saw the sonogram of the baby growing inside you, you fell in love instantly. You weren't really listening to anything the doctor said as she pointed out things but from the small amused smile on her face, you figured she knew.

Matt squeezes your hand again and brings it up to his lips, not kissing it, but resting them there.

"Wow." He whispers and you nod in agreement although wow hardly covers it.

The doctor gives you a few instructions and prints off two copies of the ultrasound for you and Matthew and then prints off extra for Brady, Becca, Taryn and his parents.

As the two of you are leaving, your phone dings and you see a text from Chantal. Matt peaks at your phone and frowns.

"You talk to my mom?"

"Yeah," you say aimlessly, unlocking your phone to check the text and letting Matt take your hand and guide you outside.

Chantal: how did the appointment go? send a pic of the sonogram :-)

"What do you guys talk about?" Matt asks and you shrug.

"Pregnancy stuff." You tell him, raising an eyebrow when he opens the car door for you but not commenting. When he climbs in the drivers seat, he looks at you and frowns again.

"You can talk to me about pregnancy stuff."

You give him a dry look. "Did you birth three children?"

"No?"

"Then you don't understand."

He looks confused but huffs and starts his car. When he starts driving in the opposite direction of your apartment, you look at him in question.