《nhl imagines》auston matthews // toronto maple leafs
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people didn't know who their given life soulmate was. if they wanted to know, they had to chase. you certainly weren't chasing for your soulmate.
auston wasn't searching for his either, he was focused on his nhl career.
the only way soulmates were connected was by a tattoo that was placed on the wrist. everybody has a small tattoo. they were very unique and only matched their soulmate's. the tattoo burned and tingled as you got closer to your soulmate.
you never would have thought that the small tattoo on your wrist would be tingling now, at a toronto maple leafs game. there were thousands of people here and your soulmate could be any of them. the situation really matched your luck.
great, auston had no idea if he had injured his wrist. a burning, tingling feeling meant no good. he could have broke it, fractured it, or sprained it. he sat on the bench and took his glove off. his eyes widened as he realized the source of the burning. he touched the marking on his wrist. thousands of people at the scotiabank arena, but he knew at least one of them he was bonded to. he turned back and looked. he saw a blonde girl rubbing her wrist.
your eyes gravitated towards one of the players, auston matthews. he had taken off his glove and was massaging his wrist in discomfort. he turned around and you locked eyes. you shook off the intense feeling in your wrist that you had felt and smiled at him. he smiled back and waved you down. you walked down to the glass, he did something you couldn't see. auston smiled and threw a puck over the boards to you. you caught it and read it,
meet me in the back of the building
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you nodded to him. he shot another smile at you and faced back towards the play as his coach told him to get on the ice.
after the game, you rushed to the back of the building. you really hoped that you wouldn't be stood up by auston because you felt a real connection. toronto weather was bitter and it was getting very cold as minutes went past. you jumped as the door next to her opened.
"i'm auston." he shook her hand and the tattoo raged like never before. his sleeve raised and you saw the familiar tattoo, the same one that happened to be on your arm. your eyes widened.
"it's you."
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