NHL Imagines

m.barzal- new york islanders

CUTE🦋

today is february 14, which means it's valentine's day. mathew and i get to spend some time together since hockey practice was cancelled due to a giant snow storm that was occurring as i think. "babe, don't come in the kitchen!" mathew says so i sat on the couch.

"why?" i ask mat but i got no answer, "whatever." i whisper to myself and grab the remote turning on a tv show, "baby, close your eyes." mathew says, i tightly close my eyes and i feel him tap my hand so i open it.

when he placed the item in my hand i opened my eyes, "oh my gosh! mat." i smile and kiss his lips quickly, "i can't drive to get real flowers so i made you paper ones." he says obviously amused with himself.

"the flowers represent my love for you, since they're fake they'll never die and either will my love for you." mat says, i softly place the flowers on the sofa and jump into his arms.

"i love you, babe." i say and roughly kiss his lips, "woah, calm down tiger." mat says and i smirk at him jumping off him, "thank you though." i say and grab the flowers putting them in an empty vase.

"they look perfect there." mat says and wraps his arms around me from behind and sways us back and forth, "mat?" i ask him and i hear him hum against my hair.

"do you want to make brownies?" i ask and a giant smile forms on his handsome face, "of course!" he says and i laugh, he kisses my cheek and leads me to the kitchen which had paper from the flowers he made.

"let me clean this up." he says and threw everything away, "it's a barzal baking show!" mat says and i smile, "i'm not a barzal though." i laugh and he grabs my hands and looks in my eyes, "soon though." he says and i stand on my toes to kiss his lips.

"do you want an apron?" i ask him and he nods, "duh." he says and i chuckle a bit, i pass him an old starbucks apron from my last job. "wow, you still have this." mat asks and i nod.

"it reminds me of the first day we met." i say and he smiles, i take out all the ingredients and grab the brownie box, i poured the mix into a bowl and mat put the rest of the things in.

after baking
"okay, princess. put it in the oven." he says and i nod, i lean down putting it in and feel a hard smack against my butt. "ouch!" i say and he laughs really hard.

"do not touch my booty." i say and close my oven door, "these are going to be good." i say and he nods picking me up from behind and carries me to the couch.

he plops me on the sofa and i let out a humph as mat landed on top of me, "matty." i say and he smiles against my stomach, "i want cuddles." he says and groans loudly.

"so do i!" i say and wrap my hands around his head and play with his hair, "baby?" mathew asks a bit muffled since his face was burried in my stomach, "yes matty?" i ask and he lifts his head up.

"do you ever think about the future?" mat asks and i smile, "you mean with us?" i ask and he nods his head with a small smirk on his face, "of course." i say and he nods his head, "what do you think about?" he asks and i sigh.

"i think about how i want to be mrs. barzal one day, and how i want about 2 kids with you and name them after people in our familes. then when they grow up they'll play hockey and have a great education, then how one day we'll be grandparents thinking about how we created a new generation of life." i say and mat sniffles.

"are you crying?" i ask with concern and a chuckle,
"n-no i'm just sweating from my eyes." he says and i kiss his knuckles, "what do ya think about the future?" i ask and he smiles, "it's amazing!" he says and kisses my lips.