《Hockey Imagines》Oliver Ekman-Larsson ~ ARI
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"Oliver, do NOT eat the cheesecake I just made...It's for the St. Patrick's Day party and I just wanted to make a test one." I pointed at him while I was covering the cake with the aluminum foil.
"Well, if it's a test cake, shouldn't I taste it then?" Oliver looked at me confusedly and crossed his arms, "c'mon Y/N! I haven't been playing for the past week or so! Please give me something to do around here, I beg of you..."
"Oh alright! You can have one piece, that's it! Just one..."
"Thank you, thank you!"
He came up to me and hugged me like a kid, causing me to shake my head.
"Gosh, you act like a little kid sometimes, Oliver!" I giggled as he placed a sloppy kiss on my cheek.
"Hey, shut up!" Oliver stuck his tongue out at me and I rolled my eyes.
"Like I said, one piece and that's it. I love you!" I kissed his cheek as I grabbed my car keys, "I'm just going to the grocery store to get a few stuff for the party...Be back in about 30-45!"
"Love you too, sweetheart!"
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"Alright, Y/N said I could have one piece and that's it..." I stared down at the plate that had the one Irish Cream Chocolate Cheesecake piece.
Grabbing a fork from the utensil drawer, I sat back down and continued to stare at the cheesecake before I ate it all in under a minute.
"Oh my god, that was so good! I wonder if I can take anoth-" I sneakily started to cut another piece before my phone buzzed.
It was a phone call from my old friend, Mikkel Boedker, who I last saw in Denver with his new team...
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"Hallå?" I spoke in Swedish and he started to answer in Danish.
"Hej Oli! Har ikke set dig i et stykke tid... Hvordan er overkroppen skade? Jeg hørte du er gået glip et par spil." Mikkel started to speak and that made me smile.
"Ja, jag har gjort bra... Hur lever i Denver?"
"Tja, jeg savner at hænge ud med jer, men jeg gør godt! Åh, jeg skal gå... gå til Ikea for at få nogle møbler til den nye lejlighed...."
"Det har varit trevligt att prata med dig, Mikkel. Prata med dig senare!"
"Tal med dig senere, Oliver!"
And just like that, the call got hung up and I put my phone away before I focused in on the cheesecake. "Alright, cheesecake...Det kommer att bli människa till ostkaka då, va?" (
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"Oliver, I'm back from the-What the hell happened here?" I walked through the front door to find the springform pan that had contained the cheesecake to be completely empty. "Oliver Oscar Emanuel Ekman-Larsson!"
As soon as I shouted out his full name, he shyly came downstairs to find me holding the pan.
"Care to explain to me what just happened here?" I held up the pan up to him and he started to whistle.
"I-uh-I might've eaten the cheesecake? But in all honesty, it was delicious!" He smiled meekly and I shook my head.
"Really? After I told you that you could have one piece?"
"In my defense, Mikkel was the one who told me to do it!"
"Mikkel's all the way in Denver!"
"Uh, the dog made me do it?"
"Oliver...."
"Okay, fine! I ate the cheesecake and I'm sorry..."
I smiled and started to laugh at him, "Oliver, it's okay! I purposely left to see if you were going to finish that!"
He looked at me in shock, "wait, what!?"
I nodded my head in response and he shook his head. "Du är så lycklig att jag älskar dig, Y/N."
"I love you too, Oliver." I smiled and kissed his lips, making him forget about the guilt.
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