NHL Imagines

Mitch Marner (Toronto Maple Leafs) Part 2

"Mitch, could you please help me with these boxes? There's still a lot left and I really want to start setting stuff out!" I shouted to my wandering boyfriend.

His heavy footsteps fell across the apartment floor and, before I knew it, the box I had carried inside was on the floor and I was over Mitch's shoulder.

"(Y/N)! We're actually moved in together!" Mitch shouted, tapping my bottom.

I laughed. "I wouldn't count us moved in together until all of the boxes are unpacked,"

He set me down gently. "But like, we're going to be living together. We're not going to be thousands of miles away from each other anymore,"

"I know," I grinned "but seriously, we need to unpack these boxes or we have to stay in a hotel tonight and I really don't want to do that,"

"Babe, it's 7:30 in the morning. We have all day to unpack and we don't even have that much. Only because I thought ahead, I brought some helpers along, too," he winked.

I sighed. "Oh no,"

Just as I expected, three shouting idiots walked in through the front door. Connor. Dylan. Graham. This will be fun.

"(Y/N)! Mitchie!"Dylan shouted, throwing himself at the two of us.

I let out a squeak of surprise, trying to stay balanced. I heard Mitch's muffled laugh. "Alright buddy. That's enough,"

Dylan laughed this time and got down to his feet. Connor shook his head and hugged me, Graham following soon after.

"It's been way too long since we've last seen each other!" Graham whined, picking me up off my feet.

"Hey, could you please put my girlfriend down? Yeah, thanks," Mitch ordered, playfully.

"Okay, okay," Graham set me down and quickly kissed the top of my head before running out of the apartment.

Connor and Dylan laughed while Mitch just rolled his eyes. Everyone walked outside and started picking up boxes, helping Mitch and I start our life together.

I let out a breath of relief when the final box was set down and plopped down onto the couch. Mitch and Dylan followed, sitting down next to me. Connor sat down on the love seat and Graham fell back on the middle of the carpet. All of our cheeks were tinted pink, lips dry and cracked, cold and sweating at the same time from the constant moving mixed with the cold Ontario weather.

Mine and Mitch's bed was put together, clothes were packed away, our bathroom was set up, and everything in the living room was out in its correct place. We only had the kitchen and extra bedroom to do and then we would finally be done.

"I don't know whether to start a fire or turn the fan on," Mitch groaned.

"Either way, one of us will have to get up and I don't think my body is ready to move again," Graham coughed.

"Same," Dylan muttered in the cushion.

I laid my head on Mitch's chest, his arm immediately going around my figure. His fingers played with my hair and mine traced shapes onto his stomach.

"Now, we're officially moved in together. How does it feel?" I asked him with a small smile.

"Honestly? It feels amazing. I moved in with the love of my life, I'm doing the one thing that I've dreamed of since I was little, I couldn't be more perfect,"

"Eh, you could if you tried," I teased.

Mitch lightly flicked the side of my head. "I love you,"

"I love you, too," I leaned up and kissed him.

Dylan groaned. "You guys make me feel sick,"