《nhl imagines》jack hughes // new jersey devils
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"you're leaving already?" your roommate natalie groaned.
you nodded as you struggled to zip your suitcase shut.
"you can only stay in edmonton so long nat." you explained.
"true."
you had been going to school at the university of alberta in edmonton. you loved edmonton, but it could get cold and boring after a while so you decided surprising your boyfriend jack would be a suitable winter vacation.
long distance with jack was painful. not because you didn't trust him, because you couldn't see his face everyday.
you had gotten in contact with p.k. subban who hooked you up with tickets for their next game against ottawa.
"bye nat! i gotta go." you yelled from your dorm door.
"aww carlie wait." she ran to the door and hugged you, "i'll see you soon carl." she said using your nickname.
ahh the new jersey air. it was a nice change from oh so familiar edmonton. the only thing that wasn't enjoyable was the 6 almost 7 hour flight you were just on to get here. absolutely awful.
you kept your mind focused. you were here to support and see jack. stay awake, stay in a good mood.
when you arrived at the prudential center, you walked to the help desk to claim your ticket. thankfully, p.k. had remembered and your ticket for the game and pass for the locker room area was sitting there for your retrieval.
box seats. this dude is way too much sometimes. a little note was left for you by p.k. himself.
the seats will hide you from jack. you can watch him without him knowing you're here for the ultimate reunion later.
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it was 3-3. overtime proved short and unsuccessful for either team. the game was going into a shootout.
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"NEXT SHOOTER FOR NEW JERSEY, JACK HUGHES!" the announcer bellowed through the speakers.
you cheered as loud as possible along with the rest of the jersey fans. jack could seal the win right here. nerve racking.
you watched him skate in at mid speed curving from left to right until he got to his desired shooting position.
the whole arena erupted into cheers. you jumped up and down cheering as loud as possible. he won the game.
you grabbed everything you brought with you and hustled down to the dressing room excitedly. you showed the security guard your pass and id and he let you through.
you couldn't wait for jack to get out. even happier that he wouldn't be in a bad mood from a loss.
you saw a laughing jack waving bye towards the door of the locker room. he was walking straight for the exit door.
you ran towards him and tapped his shoulder. he turned around quickly with a look of fear almost until he saw you. you smiled at him.
he let out a delighted high pitch scream and enveloped you into a bear hug.
"what are you doing here carlie!?" he exclaimed, holding your shoulders.
"to see my jack jack." you smiled brightly.
he hugged you once more.
"i missed you so much." he whispered.
"so did i jack so did i." you whispered back leaning into his chest.
"aw look at the young love i brought together." p.k.'s raspy voice sounded through the dressing room.
"thank you p.k.!" both you and jack said synchronized.
"no problem lil jizzy." p.k. said smiling, "bye guys." he waved.
you both waved back at him.
"let's go home and get pizza and cuddle." jack whined.
"i'm so down for that."
jack kissed your cheek, grabbed you hand, and started to run.
"jack slow down!" you begged, threatening to fall.
"i want cuddles carlie!"
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