Hockey Imagines

55. Dylan Strome (Erie Otters #19)

Hey everyone!! This prompt is ; comforting Dylan after a hard loss at the memorial cup. Helping him relax and get some sleep because that boy needs rest.
I really enjoyed this one and I hope you do too!
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Dylan Strome
Seeing Dylan's upset and stressed is something Y/N never likes to see. No one likes to see that frankly.
"Take care of my boy darling." Trish says giving Y/N a big hug as she sees Dylan exiting the arena.
"I promise I will." Trish walks to Dylan and gives him a kiss on the cheek and a hug.
"You played fantastic sweetheart." She whispers as he clings tight to her burying his head in her neck.
"We screwed up mom." He whispers.
"It's alright darling you'll get them next time." She soothes running her hand over his back.
"Where's dad, Matt and Ryan?"
"They went back to get the car. They said you played amazing and they'll see you later."
"And Y/N?"
"Waiting right behind me." She smiles and Dylan lifts his head to catch the soft eyes of Y/N.
"I'll see you tomorrow Hun." His mom kisses his cheek before leaving the arena. Dylan makes his way to Y/N.
"Hey baby." She whispers keeping her voice soft and sweet. He huffs latching onto her. "I ordered Chinese for us and I think that you need a night to relax. Sound good?" Dylan nods, visibly exhausted.

Back at the hotel Y/N puts the do not disturb sign on the door so that no one will bother them and then orders Dylan to change.
"Actually stay there, I'm going to go run a bath." He nods laying down on the bed.
"No falling asleep baby." She smiles ruffling his hair. He smiles sleepily before she goes to the bathroom to run the bath. When she emerges she helps him up kissing him softly. Y/N helps Dylan undress before slipping into the bath and holding her hand out for him.
"Hold on." He says dimming the lights. Dylan climbs in resting his back against her front. Y/N hums kissing his head.
"I love you Dylan, I'm so proud of you."
"Even though we couldn't win?" He asks closing his eyes. Y/N rubs his arms softly.
"Yes baby, you're going to lose some games it's a part of hockey. I promise you that you're gonna win next game. Dylan, you're so hard on yourself darling. You need to let that go for the night." He swallows and nods.
"Please help me," he whispers rolling over so he's laying face down with his head against her chest. She rubs his back feeling the tense muscles from so many hockey games played in such a short time period.
"Baby, you're so tense. Are you okay darling?" Dylan shakes his head letting out a shaky breath. "I can help." He nods his mind racing about a thousand miles an hour.
"Y/N, I want to be better for the team." He sniffles tears welling behind his eyes.
"I know Dyls, I know." She kisses his head. "You have to realize you can only do so much yourself."
"Alex isn't like this, Darren isn't like this or Anthony. I shouldn't be like this either."
"How do You know this? Because they don't show it? Dylan, your struggles are valid and I know Alex and the others struggle. You aren't the only one Dyls." He looks up at her and she wipes his eyes before kissing his lips. "I love you, your brothers love you, Lorne Park loves you, your parents love you, Connor and Mikey love you. We all love you no matter what."
"Really?"
"Of course baby." He hums relaxing against Y/N's chest once again.
Once the water gets cold Y/N coaxes Dylan up out of the bath and into a pair of sweat pants.
"Face down on the bed. I'm going to make sure you relax and sleep like a baby." He nods relaxing into the bed. Y/N grabs some of the shitty bathroom lotion and squirts it on her hand to warm it up. Dylan moans at the first touch of Y/N's hands on his back. "Good?"
"Great, god Y/N. So good," he relaxes further into the bed slowly drifting. After a while Y/N lays on top of him scratching at his scalp. He lets out a whine at the feeling.
"Aww, my darling." She coos.
"Come cuddle me." Dylan whispers tiredly.
"How could I say no to you?" She helps him under the blankets and he rests his head against her chest.
"Easy, You can't." The pair giggle before settling into comfortable quietness.
"I love you Y/N, thank you for everything you've done." He whispers.
"I love you too Dylan, tomorrow is a new day and you're going to do amazing." Dylan hums tiredly before he's asleep.

The next game comes and they are back on their game with Dylan leading the way.