Hockey Imagines

54. John Harrington (1980 Team USA #28)

So this was fun as it wasn't a hockey player I normally write about. Sorry it's so short but I've been so busy lately and unfortunately writers block has ensued.
The prompt was:  struck in the face, fluffy requiring six stitches to the chin. Fluffy
Hope you enjoy!!
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John Harrington
"Down goes Harrington, struck in the face. My god there's blood and a fair bit of it too." The announcer states and Y/N's throat goes dry, all saliva missing. The television was on in the background as Y/N was doing school work. Her head immediately snaps to the black and white hockey game on the screen.
"Come on, get up baby please." She mumbles and sighs in relief as he gets up with the help of the trainer. She watches the rest of the game on the edge of her seat and practically races to the phone when it rings.
"Hello?" She asks.
"Hey baby." John says and winces as the doctor cleans out his cut before stitching it.
"Oh my John, are you okay?!"
"Yeah, I'm alright. Just sore is all."
"You really scared me."
"I'm sorry, I'll be home in an hour. I just have to get stitches in my chin."
"Aww babe. That's alright. I understand, I'll see you when you get home. Be safe, I love you." She says and he nods on the other end of the phone.
"I love you too. I will be," she smiles and hangs up the phone. John finishes putting up with the stitches before packing up his gear and heading for home. When john gets home Y/N is up in an instant to access the damage.
"Poor baby." She coos caressing his cheek.
"I'm fine Y/N, I truly am." He assures smiling at her.
"What happened?"
"I got hit in the face. I think it was a stick but I'm not really sure. I didn't really see anything." He shrugs and Y/N places kisses to his face softly. He hums closing his eyes.
"Want to watch a movie?"
"Sure." He smiles and she walks over to the tv to set up the Betamax. John grabs blankets out of the closet and moves Y/N's work out of the way.
"What movie would you like to watch honey?"
"Grease?"
"Of course baby." She pops it in and goes to join him on the couch. He wraps his arms around her as she relaxes back into him. She hums in content at the feeling of him around her.
"I'm sorry I could be there tonight." She whispers keeping her gaze on the tv screen.
"I understand, you had school work to do all week. I understand, you're here with me now don't worry about it. I didn't want you to see that game anyway, it was bad." He shrugs nuzzling the top of her head.
"I know but still," she sighs. "I should have been there."
"Nothing would have changed doll, nothing. You have to believe me, nothing would've changed."
"Okay baby, I promise no matter how much school work I have I'll be there." She looks up at him and he leans down to kiss her. She smiles pushing against his lips. The pair move in sync lazily kissing until a yawn from Y/N knocks the two out of their kissing. John laughs and tries not to wince when his chin starts to ache. "My poor baby." She presses light kisses to his chin as if her kisses would heal his wounds and take away his pain. John runs his fingers through her hair softly looking down at her.
"I love you." He whispers.
"I love you too Johnny." She smiles before turning to watch the movie. The pair falls asleep cuddled up on the couch and come to with tangled limbs and drool coming out of John's mouth. Y/N kisses his chest and snuggles back into him.
"Come on doll, let's move to our bed. We can sleep more there." John suggests keeping his eyes closed. Y/N makes a noise of protest making him chuckle.
"Come on, I'll carry you Y/N. Lets go baby," He shifts around until he can pick her up and carry her to the bedroom. He pulls the covers over them and the pair slowly drift back to sleep wrapped in warmth and each other.