A/N: (Y/H/C) = your hair colour
(Y/E/C) = your eye colour

I sat with the other wives and girlfriends of the avalanche players, while wearing one of my boyfriend, Gabe's jerseys. I love watching Gabe play but, I'm always nervous that he'll get hurt, he always reassures me other wise.
"Landeskog's got the puck and he's staking towards the net, and then he gets smashed into the boards!" The announcer says.
I stand up to get a closer look at Gabe and see that he has blood on his face. Gabe then skated over to the side of the ice and then probably went to go get his face either cleaned or stitched depends on how deep the cut was.
"I should go too Gabe, It was nice seeing you guys". I say as I wave goodbye to the WAGS.
"Bye, (Y/N)". They say. I run down to the medical room which Gabe should be in.
"Hey, baby". He say when I walk in.
"Oh, Gabe are you okay". I say as I run over to hug him.
"I'm fine now that your here". he says holding me tighter.
"I mean your face dummy!" I say to him.
"Yeah, the doctor said that I would be fine nothing to worry about, but it does hurt a bit" He says.
"Well let's go home, so you can get some rest" I say.
"I wanna go back out!" Gabe protests.
"No your not, your coming home with me" I say.
"Fine, but you have to get me some ice cream" He says.
"If you keep on eating ice cream your gonna get fat and then they'll have to cut you from the team" I say.
"As long as I have you i'll be okay" Gabe says.
"Who says I won't leave you?" I say. Gabe face falls after I say that.
"Kidding! I won't leave you if you get fat" I say.
"Good, because when I get older I can't assure you i'll be this fit" He says.
I look at him in amazement over the fact that he actually believes that we'll last until we're old.
"What?" he says as he turns his head to look at me.
"Nothing" I say smiling at him.
"Then why are you smiling at me?" he asks.
"Am I not aloud to look at my insanely attractive boyfriend". I say with my smile growing.
"Seriously (Y/N) what's going on?" He asks.
"It's just you just said something about when your older and how we'll still be together and-". I begin to say then he interrupts me.
"You have commitment issues, don't you". He says with an upset tone to his voice.
"No no Gabe, I don't I was just shocked but in a good way that you felt that way about me, like I've never had a boyfriend or anyone for that matter say something like that to me" I say.
"Well I meant what I said, if that's what your worried about". Gabe says.
"Thanks, now let's go home". I say.
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"You know (Y/N), there is only one thing in this whole entire world that I love more than ice cream". Gabe says taking a bite from his ice cream.
"And what may that be?' I question him.
"You" He says and plants a kiss on my forehead.
"I love you too, Gabe". I say with a smile.
"Now (Y/N) what movie do you want to watch?" Gabe asks.
"Can we watch True Blood?" I ask.
"That's a tv show, but sure" He says.
"Good, cause Eric Northman is one hot man and tall, blond and Swedish is my favourite combination" I say with a smile.
"Is it now?" He questions with a smirk.
"Uh huh, and I got my favourite one right here". I say and pull him down to sit on the couch and then snuggle into his chest.
"You know what's my favourite combination of girl?" he asks.
"What?" I ask.
"(Y/H/C), (Y/E/C), and extremely gorgeous". Gabe says holding me tighter into his chest. I look up at him and smile.
"And your my favourite one". He says then kisses me on the lips.
"Now be quiet, Gabe I want to watch the show". I say.
"Whatever you say darling" he says with a smirk knowing that I love when calls me darling.
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"Ah sleeping beauty's awake!". Gabe says as I lift my head up from the couch.
"I'm guessing we feel asleep on the couch". I say.
"Yep! I made breakfast for you". He says showing me the stack of blueberry pancakes on the table.
"Thanks and why didn't you wake me up! That couch is so uncomfortable and now my whole body hurts". I say walking over to the table to get some pancakes.
"You look so cute when your sleeping so I didn't want to wake you". He says.
"Do I not look cute when I'm awake?" I ask.
"No you look adorable when your awake, but you also look cute when you sleep". Gabe says.
"I was just messing with you, I know what you meant". I say. He smiles then takes a bite of his pancakes.
"You make good pancakes". I say.
"I know I should have my own cooking show". He says.
"The Swedish Chef, iI'd watch that, especially with a hot chef like you". I say.
"And with his sexy assistant, (Y/N)". Gabe says with a smirk.
"Yeah the assistant aka the test taster". I say with a laugh.
"II'm not letting you eat my poisoned food, come on like have you seen the stuff that they make on the food network, it looks disgusting and probably taste even grosser". He says with a laugh.
"Yeah, that stuff does look pretty gross" I say laughing more.
"You'd make it look good". He says.
"Stop it Gabe". I say while blushing.
"No" He says and leans over the table and kisses my forehead.
"Don't you have practice today?" I ask.
"I told the coach that I wasn't feeling to well because my injury last night". He says.
"Why your feeling fine". I say.
"I needed some time with my girl!" He says. I blush when he says that.
"What are we gonna do today?" I ask.
"Well I was thinking that we could have a little fun". He says with a playful smirk.
"Well then let's get started". I say as I pull him up off his seat and then leaded him into the bedroom, and made sure to lock the door, just in case!

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