m.tkachuk- calgary flames

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"Matthew, you ready to meet my parents?" I ask him and he nods his head then walks up to me with a smile, "I'm nervous

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"Matthew, you ready to meet my parents?" I ask him and he nods his head then walks up to me with a smile, "I'm nervous." Matthew says and I smile sweetly at him then rub his arm.

"Don't be, they'll love you." I say and he sighs a bit, "Let's go!" I say and kiss his lips quickly and then we hug, "I love you." He says and I look up at his tall figure, "I love you more, Matthew Tkachuk." I reply and we kiss again.

At my parents house

"Hey (Y/N), and Matthew." My mom says and hugs us both, "Hey Mrs. (Y/L/N)." Matthew says and then we walk into the house and I smell vanilla and look to the right seeing my childhood living room.

"There's my favorite daughter!" My dad says and hugs me quickly, "Hello Matthew." My dad coldly says, "Um hello sir, it's a pleasure to meet you and to date your daughter." Matthew says holding his hand out for my dad to shake.

My dad grabs Matthews hand and pulls him into a hug, "I'm just kidding son." My dad says and Matthew awkwardly laughs and looks at me, "So Matthew, what are your intentions with my daughter?" My dad asks as we walk to the table.

"I want to spend the rest of my life with her, I promise to love her forever and make sure she gets the care she needs." Matthew says and smiles at me, "I love you." I whisper and he kisses my forehead.

"You're a good man, Tkachuk." My dad says and I laugh at how my dad pronounced his last name, "It's pronounced Tkachuk." I say and my dad makes a 😬 face, "Sorry." My dad says to Matthew.

"It happens." Matthew responds and we hold hands on the table, "Food is ready." My mom says and places the food on the table, when everyone gets their food we all make small talk.

"So Matthew, what do you do?" My mom asks and I sigh, "I told you already!" I say to her and my dad looks at me, "(Y/N)!" My dad yells and I roll my eyes so Matthew just chuckles.

"I play hockey, Nhl actually but I play for the Calgary Flames." Matthew says and my parents smile, "How'd you two meet since we're in Chicago and you're always Canada." My dad says and I roll my eyes.

"Dad, he takes me with him." I say picking at my food, "Excuse me young lady, I was talking to your boyfriend." My dad says and I look away from everyone, "She's right, I take her with me." He says and wraps his arm around my shoulders and I scrunch up.

"Babe." Matthew whispers and I don't look at him, "I'm going outside." I say to them and my parents look at me, "You have to sit until we're all done eating." My mom says and then I just walk outside ignoring them.

"May I go get her?" Matthew asks and they nod letting him follow me, "What?" I ask him and he sits next to me, he put his hand on my thigh, "Babygirl what's wrong?" Matthew asks and I look at him.

"I feel like you don't feel comfortable with my parents asking all these questions, I don't know." I say and he hugs me tightly, "I don't care, I love them and I think they're digging me." Matthew says with a wink and I laugh.

"Thank you, baby. You always know how to make me feel better." I say standing up and Matthew stands up too, we hug and he plays with my hair while kissing my head, "I love you, let's go back in." Matthew says and I nod my head.

"Ok we're all done eating! Let's embarrass (Y/N)." My mom smirks and we all go to the living room, "This is when (Y/N) was 3 she dressed like a cat for halloween." My mom says and Matthew smiles at the picture.

After embarrassment

"We're leaving." I say and my parents stand up with us too, I hug both of my parents and then they hug Matthew, "Bye I love you!" My mom says and I wave at them.

"Meow." Matthew says to me and I flip him off, "I love you." I say to him and he kisses my lips, "I love you too." He says and then drove off to home.

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