Hockey Imagines

Gabe Landeskog Imagine

“I could have anyone I wanted! You’re lucky I’m with you!” Gabe yelled at you.

“Yeah? Well why don’t you go be with someone else!? If you can have any one you want I’m sure that blond bimbo who was all over you last night would be happy to get in your bed!”

“Maybe I’ll go find her! I bet she wouldn’t complain about me being gone all the time like you do!” you screamed walking into your bedroom.

You and Gabe had been fighting for the past 20 minutes and you were done. He had his thoughts and you had yours and screaming wasn’t going to help any of it. You walked over to the closet and started grabbing a few things so you could stay at your best friend’s house for a few days because you didn’t want to be there right now. You figured you and Gabe needed some time apart to figure out what you both wanted. As you walked back over to the bed where you had put an overnight bag, tears began to sting at your eyes and fall down your face. You were packing your bag with your back turned to the door. You didn’t hear him walk in and at this point your shoulders were shaking with sobs you were trying to keep inside.

Gabe walked over to you and stood behind you. You felt him against your back and tensed up immediately. He reached his arms around you carefully and grabbed your hands so you stopped putting clothes into the bag and put his head on your shoulder gently, “I’m so sorry, baby. Please don’t cry.” He whispered in your ear, “I didn’t mean it. I didn’t mean to yell at you. I’m frustrated about the team and there wasn’t any reason for me to come home and take it out on you. I don’t want her or anyone but you. I only want you, forever and always. I’m so sorry.” He said, his voice straining like he was trying not to cry.

“Don’t you know that I realize how lucky I am to have you? I am so thankful that you are in my life. You do so much for me and I’m sorry that you don’t think I appreciate it.” You whisper, tears falling from your eyes.

“Baby, I didn’t mean that. If anyone is lucky it’s me. You put up with all my hockey crap and you don’t complain. I don’t even know why I said that. You love me even when I do this shit. I don’t know anyone else who would want to put up with me for this long. I love you so much, please don’t leave.” He said, wrapping his arms tighter around you. You could feel his heart pounding on your back and you could feel tears falling on your shoulder. He moved his head to place light kisses on your shoulder and slowly moved up to kiss your neck lightly. “Please.” He whispered between kisses.

You turned in his arms to face him. His eyes were red and tear filled. He looked at you and brought his hand up to your cheek to wipe the tears away softly. You leaned into his touch and reached up to kiss him softly. He brought his other hand up and put it on the other side of your face tilting your head a little so he could deepen the kiss. As you were getting lost in his kisses you felt him reach behind you and push your bag off the bed. He gently pushed you back onto the bed and you scooted onto it as he crawled on top of you, never breaking the kiss.

Moving away from your lips he started biting your neck gently, whispering, “I’m going to show you how much I love you.”