Prove Me Wrong.

'Kieran's POV'

As promised the next day I dragged myself to AAC for the Stars vs Canadien's game. I mean literally dragged, it's not even an understatement in this situation, I barely made it to the arena in time for warmups after falling asleep when I got home from work. I woke up from my unanticipated nap with a raging migraine, but I rallied not wanted to go back on the words I had told Jamie last night. Sitting in my usual seat a few rows up from the glass dressed in my Benn jersey, jeans, and black Ugg boots I willed for the pounding to exit my head.

During warmups the music drove to the edge, I even drank Coke hoping that the caffeine would help. I put on a fake smile as Jamie and Tyler skated near me, waving at my two favorite boys. As the game started I felt worse, the goal horn (which was going off quite frequently tonight) was killing me slowly, my eyes felt like they were going to fall out of my head and my stomach had decided to join in on the party. I rested my head in my hands during the first intermission, massaging my temples praying the pain would go away. By the middle of the second I knew I needed to get out of the arena, hoping Jamie wouldn’t be upset when he saw that I was no longer in my seat. Making my way to the parking lot I texted Jamie letting him know where I had went.

*You probably noticed I left, don't worry just not feeling too great tonight. Call me later? I'll be watching from home :)*

Taking a few Excedrin and a hot shower my headache slowly started to fade away, wearing surgical binoculars all day had really put a strain on my eyes. I was laying on the couch in my pajama's watching Sweet Home Alabama on Netflix and was in the midst of quoting the cliché "Why would you wanna marry me for anyway?" line when there was a knock at my door. I sat my mug of hot tea down on the coffee table before I walked to the door with my sheep printed pajama pants hanging off my hips and semi-dry hair laying at my shoulders in a wavy mess.
Outside the door I found my favorite #14 in a backwards ball cap, hoodie, and basketball shorts.

A smile crept across my face, "Jamie? Babe, what are you doing here?" I asked as I let him into the apartment. A small smile pulled at his lips as he wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my cheek, "Well you didn’t answer my call, and I wanted to make sure you were okay.." "Sorry, my phones in my room…" We sat on the couch breaking our usual positions, cuddling closer to each other, "and I'm feeling better now, I just had a really bad migraine from wearing magnifiers all day. The arena was a little too much tonight, nice win by the way." Jamie's grip around me tightened as he pulled me against him laying my body on top of his, he kissed my forehead "Thanks babe, and by the way you look really cute in my jersey." Letting out a giggle, I leaned down and kissed him "I think you look pretty good in it too." He smiled into the kiss, we laid there kissing while the movie played in the background.

My headache was long gone and I now had a huge teddy bear to cuddle with. Curling into Jamie's chest our legs intertwined we watched the rest of the movie, I was pretty zoned out as Jamie ran his fingers through my hair, I snapped out of my daze feeling his chest rumble beneath me as he spoke. "Um, Kier are there cookies on your socks?" Propping myself up on my elbows I laughed at the man under me, "Yes sir, got a problem with it?" I asked running finger over his bottom lip. His lips curled into a grin, "Nope," he said popping the P, "It just solidifies that my girl is a weirdo." I faked a pout even though on the inside I was jumping for joy, hearing him call me "My girl."

"How dare you!" I scoffed turning my head from him. Sitting up a bit he grabbed my face between his two ginormous hands, "Babe, I love that you're weird, I love your red hair, your dorky socks, the odd sweaters you wear with sayings that I don’t even understand on them, the strange obsession with Vans that you have, and I love how much you enjoy your job even if it stresses you out. I love every weird thing about you Kieran."

I couldn’t stop the smile on my face or the tears that had fallen out of my eyes, not out of sadness but of pure joy. Everything Jamie had just told me topped anything Ryan had said to me during our 2 year long relationship. Moving my legs to either side of Jamie's body I hovered over him, lacing my fingers in his hair "Jamie Benn, has anyone ever told you that you're damn near perfect?" He moved his arms to wrap around my waist steadying my body a grin across his face, "Because in the past 3 weeks you have managed to make me the happiest I've been in years." I spoke kissing his cheek, and then his nose moving my way to his lips, "You are what I want Jamie, you're what I need."

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