dude, that's my sister!

"Dude, there’s no way you’re getting her. Do you see her?”

"Seabrook, I’m not gonna lie, I’m not loving the negativity right now."

Eternal optimist, some would say. With the Blackhawks recently finishing off their practice, it left the few who could get ready quickly sitting out in the stands, stretching sore muscles and observing whoever else was present and interesting enough. One girl in particular had managed to catch Kane’s eye, leaving him turned right around in his seat, calling the rest of his team to take a look.

"Kaner, it’s not gonna happen," added an also amused Patrick Sharp, his eyes locked on the girl as well.

"Coming from grandpa up there! She’s probably, like, ten years younger than you!" a quick remark from the 26-year old, who was definitely also a couple years older than her.

"Thirty-three, Kane. Not fifty. Besides, aren’t older guys hot now?"

"Oh yeah, for sure, Sharpy. You’re a real dilf." Hossa had the team chuckling, drawing the girl’s attention to them as they all quickly averted their glances. The only one who was a little late was Kane himself, staring long enough to catch a quick smile from the blonde above.

He turned away with a smirk of his own, glancing up at the clock then back at her.

God, he wished he had more time for another smile.

"Alright, I’m out. You guys gonna hang around?" his stand seemed to trigger a few others, all reaching for their gear as they headed down the steps.

"Nah, we should probably get going, isn’t that family dinner tonight?" Sharpy reached for the strap of his bag, managing to glance once more at the most-alluring mystery girl. "You coming, Kane?"

"Shit, right… yeah, I’ll be there. Think I could borrow a sister for my date?" he smirked, slinging his own bag over his shoulder, fingers curling around his stick.

"I wouldn’t be asking him, bud; I’d ask whoever her brother is," Seabrook added as he headed out, canting his head in her direction, adding in a few kissy noises to further the joking.

"You’re just jealous I’m your mom’s favourite player," following him out, he laughed a bit, briefly turning his attention to wave in Toews’ direction before heading out. "See you tonight, Jonny!"

But even as he headed out in to the parking lot, hands shifting through his pockets, looking for his keys, his mind was still back in the arena.

Damn, that girl still had his attention.

Notes

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