"Leon, drink the cough syrup!"

"Nooo, it tastes disgusting!"

"Do you want that flu to get better or do you want to keep on missing games?"

My fiancé, Leon Draisaitl, was currently bedridden with the flu that had been spreading around the city of Edmonton. Taylor Hall apparently also had the flu and had gave it to Leon while they were at practice a few days ago. The virus had also caused Leon to miss the games against the Lightning, Panthers, and Arizona.

Leon groaned, taking the small cup filled with the distasteful cough syrup from my hands and gulped it down in one swallow.

"Das ist die schlimmste Geschmack in der Welt..." He muttered, making a displeased face before he grabbed the water bottle from the bedside table and took a chug of the water.

"Aww, I'm sorry Leon...Do you want anything right now?" I softly smiled, placing the small cup next to the bottle of syrup for him to take later.

"How about a little NHL?" Leon smirked, grabbing the controllers and turned on the video game.

Leon obviously picked the Oilers while I picked one of their Canadian rivals, the Maple Leafs.

"Oh come on, ref! That should've been a disallowed goal!" I mumbled, replaying the supposed 'disallowed' goal.

Really, what happened was Eberle slightly interfered with James Reimer, but apparently the referee didn't catch the play.

"Haha, Oilers are up 4-2, do you think you can catch up, Liebe?" Leon smiled, kissing the top of my head.

Playfully scowling at him, I focused back on the game; seeing that Leo had checked van Riemsdyk to the boards to grab the puck and he didn't get up. Turns out, he was going to be out for the rest of the game and luckily, Leo Komarov was there to fill in for James while also playing his line.

We continued playing until the game had ended with Leon winning 4-3, but it was really close. After a few rounds of NHL 16, we just decided to watch Ice Age and cuddle.

I stared into Leo's hazel eyes, giggling to myself as I watched him slowly doze off.

"Sweet dreams, Leon. I love you." I whispered in a hushed tone, tucking him with the blanket to keep him warm.

I paused the movie and turned off the TV, quietly tip-toeing to the door before I heard a groggy voice.

"Where are you going, Y/N?" Leon yawned, rubbing his eyes as he sat up, crossing his arms.

"I was going downstairs to make dinner, Leo..." I chuckled, shaking my head at his childishness.

"But I want cuddles from you!"

"Are you sure you don't want dinner?"

"Forget about dinner, why don't we just order pizza and we have a lazy night, I guess..."

"I'll call the pizza place and you pick the movies..."

We both did that and after a few maybe 100 slices of pizza, Leon was knocked out, his head resting on the crook of my neck while my eyes were slowly closing.

Before I was going into deep sleep, I heard Leon mumbled in my ear, " Ich liebe dich mehr als Hockey. Ich liebe dich mehr als Taylor liebt seine Haare, mehr als Nail liebt Winterzeit. Sie sind meine Welt und Worten können die Liebe, die ich für Sie nicht beschreiben. Ich bin und bleibe in dich verliebt sein, Y/N L/N."

I smiled, whispering to him, "And I always will love you, Leon Draisaitl."

I felt him giving my cheek a kiss before he muttered goodnight to me and I reciprocated the greeting to him.