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Just... Happy - Nolan Patrick

A/N: hoooooooly shit hi!! i’m finally back with another fic lmao took me long enough. realistically, i should’ve posted this fic (when was the stadium series??) a month ago but i didn’t so i’m doing it now! this was really fun to write and i think it’s rly cute and i hope you guys do too! feedback and comments are always welcome!! Word Count: 2022

Glancing at the clock, you saw it was already 8pm and groaned loudly to yourself. You were supposed to be at home, watching the start of the Stadium Series game that your boyfriend and his team had been excited about since it was announced. But instead you were here, stuck behind some car that was going even slower than they needed in order to teach you a lesson about being impatient. All you wanted to do was curl up on your couch, watch the game, and not move until Nolan got home. You pressed down on the gas pedal a little harder, trying to send a message to the driver you were following to hurry the fuck up. Fortunately, you were only about 5 minutes from home, but unfortunately, the car in front of you made the journey feel like an eternity. At this rate, you hoped you would only miss the anthem and starting lineups, not puck drop.

As if your day couldn’t get any worse, the vehicle you were following decided it was a great idea to slow down even further to piss you off more than you already were. It was bad enough that you had to work, but that was just the icing on the cake. Letting out an angry shout, you hit your steering wheel and quickly managed to regain your composure after taking a few deep breaths, but even the thought of work alone made you beyond angry. It was the reason that you weren’t able to see Nolan play in person tonight. You had tried to take the day off weeks ago, even argued with your boss about it when he denied your request, but eventually had to give up the fight at the threat of losing your job.

The car in front of you slowed to turn and you sighed in relief, finally being able to speed just a little to ensure you got home in time. Soon enough, you were pulling into your building’s parking garage and your next few minutes went by in a blur. One minute you were getting out of your car about to sprint up to your apartment, and the next you were settled on your couch in more comfortable clothes with the game on.

You knew it was going to be a good eventful game from the moment you sat down. However, when the first of many scrums broke out early in the first, you got up to pour yourself a glass of wine; it was the Flyers and the Pens, you were going to need to do a little self-medication. After sitting back down, you then proceeded to experience a rollercoaster of emotions as the game progressed: booing whenever the Penguins scored, cheering when your boys scored, almost spilling your wine when you gasped and covered your mouth in shock and worry when Nolan got hit, shouting “That was hot, Nols,” at your TV when your boyfriend delivered the retaliation check back, and disappointment when you thought the boys couldn’t get the lead back.

Fortunately, you were wrong.

You were on your third glass of wine, and had finished just about half of it, when Jake came in hot and tied the game. This time, when you jumped up to cheer, your wine went with you.

“Fuck!” you exclaimed, your excitement getting cut short. Running to grab paper towels, you mumbled to yourself, “Oh my God, please don’t set in the floor, please not the floor.” Thankfully, you got to the spill before the red stained the hardwood and managed to clean up the mess before the break for overtime had ended, which meant you could be stressed out while watching the game again. Both teams had played well, and both teams had been very aggressive, but now it was down to the wire. You thought you were on edge when you started biting your nails as overtime began, but when Nolan took to the ice, your increasing heart rate told you otherwise. Your eyes were glued to the TV screen with rapt attention, hope and nervous energy filling your body. And then, just like that, the game was over.

“CAPTAIN CLUTCH!!!” you jumped up, laughing and shrieking with joy. “Oh my God, and Nolan with the primary assist!” You sighed, relieved, and flopped back onto the couch with another laugh. You had to go out to meet the boys now, there was no doubt about it.

You stuck around for the first bit of the post game, but ultimately gave up, knowing you’d hear all about it from the boys anyway. Sending TK a quick text inquiring about after game plans, you changed out of your lounge clothes and did a little bit of light makeup. After putting in a request for an Uber, the buzzing of your phone told you that Teeks had gotten back to you. Laughing at his ridiculous use of emojis, you slipped on your shoes and went down to wait for your driver.

You arrived at the address TK had sent you in good spirits. Thanking your driver, you made your way inside the crowded venue looking for your boys. The smell of alcohol and sweat was almost overpowering and you had already lost count of how many people bumped into you just as you tried to make your way away from the entrance. You scanned the crowd for a bit, looking for any familiar faces, until finally Travis and Ivan fell into your line of sight. Silently thanking the amount of wine already in your system, you braved the mass of people to make your way over to the pair. Sidling up to Teeks, you grinned at Ivan and raised your voice above the blaring music. “Did I miss anything big?”

“Y/N!” Travis exclaimed, turning and wrapping you up in a giant hug. “You’re here!”

“I am!” you laughed, worming away to give Ivan a quick hello hug as well. “Sorry I couldn’t be there in person, guys.”

“Uh no, don’t even,” TK waved you off, letting arm rest on your shoulders, “you’re here now and that’s all that matters.”

“Okay, okay fine,” you laughed, glancing around. “Wait, have you guys seen Nolan?”

The only response you got was Ivan pointing behind you with a smile. Turning around, you met the gaze of your boyfriend who was quickly making his way over to you. You met him halfway and with a huge grin, he pulled you into his arms in a hug that caused your feet to lift off the ground. He spun you just a little, and you laughed and poked him in the back as best you could. “Nolie, put me down!”

Your request was granted, but as soon as you were back on the floor, Nolan’s large frame bent over yours and captured your lips in a breathtaking, passionate kiss. You felt the sounds of the venue fade away as you were lost in the feeling of Nolan and Nolan alone. You pulled him ever closer, threading your fingers through the soft hair at the nape of his neck, the familiar taste and smell of him causing you to finally relax after a stress filled day.

After what felt like an eternity, you finally pulled away from each other. The kiss itself left you lightheaded and you had to steady yourself by clinging to your chuckling boyfriend. Looking up again, you met Nolan’s eyes as he grinned down at you.

“Hi there,” he said, giving you a light squeeze where his hands were resting on your hips.

“Hey, handsome,” you beamed in return, sliding your hands across his shoulders and letting them rest on his chest. “Someone’s in a good mood. Wonder why that is.”

His only response to your words was a laugh and an even bigger smile. Momentarily forgetting you were in a public space, you reached up to caress Nolan’s cheek and raised yourself up onto your tiptoes to return the loving kiss he had greeted you with earlier.

But just as Nolan had pulled your body flush against his and deepened the kiss, you heard someone clear their throat behind you.

“Okay, lovebirds. I definitely think that’s enough,” Travis laughed as Nolan quickly pulled away and straightened up. You felt your face go hot; you already knew that the flush in your cheeks mirrored his own.

“Sorry,” Nolan smiled sheepishly over your shoulder at his friends behind you, tucking a strand of hair behind his ear. Taking a small step backward, to put a little distance between the two of you, he met your gaze once again. Even in the low lighting, he was absolutely stunning.

“I’m really glad you decided to come out,” he said, just loud enough for you to hear. “I missed you tonight.”

“I missed you to, Nol,” you frowned, remembering once again that you hadn’t gotten to see him play in person. “I’m so sorry I couldn’t make it…”

He was quick to wave off your apology. “Don’t even worry about it. You’re here with me now.” Looking down at you, his eyes were filled with so much love and adoration, you could’ve melted right where you stood. You just nodded in response with a small smile before leaning up to press your lips to his once again, briefly but sweetly.

“Congrats, baby,” you murmured when you broke apart, fingers playing with the ends of his hair. “You deserved this.”

With a laugh and a fond shake of his head, your boyfriend all but swept you up in yet another electrifying kiss. The way he moved his mouth against yours was intoxicating, but the alcohol already in your system was definitely playing a part in that as well. As Nolan broke the kiss gently, he let his forehead rest against your own.

You let your eyes flutter closed as you just enjoyed the feeling of his warmth near you, sighing softly.

“You okay?” came Nolan’s voice, tinged with just a hint of worry.

“Yeah,” you opened your eyes again with a smile to meet his bright blue ones. “Just… Really, really happy.”

“I love you so much,” he smiled softly, tracing light circles into your hips with his thumbs. “I’m so lucky to have you.”

Before you had a chance to respond, Nolan suddenly straightened up and declared in realization, “That’s it! You’re my good luck charm! You were watching, and we won.”

“Nol, I always watch your games,” you giggled at his dramatics.

“Well, yeah. But this is different!”

Letting out a full laugh, you playfully gave him a little shove. “Yeah, okay, Patrick.” You glanced around you looking for the friends that had been teasing you earlier, but were now nowhere to be seen.

“I think we grossed Teeks and Ivan out,” you joked with a grin, taking Nolan’s hand and giving it a small squeeze. “Shall we go find them?”

“Oh definitely,” he smiled in return, pressing a light kiss into your hair before leading you into the throng of people in attempt to locate the rest of his team. The way he was being more open and smiley than usually made you wonder if he had gotten ahold of some alcohol, though the adrenaline of coming off of such a big win played a part as well. You knew the carefree, more laid-back side of Nolan from when the two of you were alone at home. His mood tonight was infectious; a smile had never left either of your faces and it made you beyond happy to see him like that. Gazing up at him, your heart was overflowing with love and you thought the butterflies in your stomach were going to somehow escape from you. Even after being together for some time, you still felt the same way as you did at the beginning of your relationship. Being with Nolan was easy; he loved you unconditionally and you loved him right back. No matter what, you knew he’d be right by your side and you couldn’t be luckier to have found someone who understood and treated you as well as Nolan did.

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