Patrick Kane (Chicago Blackhawks)

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Requested by @ReasonToFly

"I'm bored." You complain to your best friend, Patrick.

"Hi bored, I'm Patrick." He teases, and you roll your eyes.

"That is such a 'dad' joke." You chuckle.

"Just call me daddy." He smirks and you try your hardest not to laugh. However, Patrick cracks a smile and begins laughing, making you lose composure.

As your laughter dies down you say, "Seriously, let's go do something."

Patrick looks as though he's thinking, and finally says, "Okay, grab your coat and meet me at the door." You find your coat and shrug it on, then slip on your shoes and meet Patrick by the door.

"So, where are we going?" You ask curiously.

He teasingly wiggles his eyebrows and says, "It's a surprise. Let's go." You follow him out the door, and you can't help but feel anxious. Whenever Pat had a surprise, they didn't always go as planned.

As he drives you through town, you admire the snow that covers it. Cold and snowy weather is your favorite. Something about it was just so beautiful and calm. Finally, Patrick pulls the car to a stop right next to Millennium Park. Your favorite.

"Oh my gosh, Patrick! This surprise is actually nice." You tease him and laugh.

"Oh, ha ha." He says sarcastically, "Come on, let's take a walk." You both get out of the car, and make your way to the big shiny orb in the center of the park.

You and Pat stand in front of it and laugh at your distorted reflections. Once you become bored with that, you and Patrick settle for walking around the park and admiring the nature. A strong breeze blows by you, and you shiver while pulling your coat tighter around you.

"It's freezing out here." You say as your teeth begin chattering. Patrick looks at you worriedly.

"Here, this might make you warmer." He says as he wraps his large scarf around you.

"Thanks." You feel your cheeks flush at his sweet gesture. The scarf does little to help keep you warm though, and soon you are shivering again. Pat notices this and wraps his arm around you, trying to get you to warm up.

You continue walking, Pat's arm still around you. His touch was affecting you in ways you didn't know were possible. Suddenly, you lose your footing and slip on the ice, right onto your bottom. Patrick begins to laugh loudly at you.

"You're the clumsiest person I've ever met." He chuckles and you blush.

"Yeah, yeah. Help me up will you?" You say, giggling at the situation. Pat gives you a small smile and reaches his hand out for you. You take it gratefully, and you feel a zing of electricity. Pat pulls you to your feet, and you can see he is blushing a bit. Your hands are still joined, and you awkwardly pull yours away.

"Um, we should probably get back." Patrick says, clearing his throat awkwardly.

"Yeah." You are suddenly anxious again, but for a different reason this time.

Patrick comes to a stop in front of your apartment complex, and the car is filled with silence until you break it.

"Want to come in for some hot chocolate?"

"Um, okay." He seems nervous as you walk up to your apartment, and you are curious as to why, but decide not ask him.

He makes himself comfortable on your couch and you finish making the hot cocoa. You bring it out to him, and he takes the mug you hand to him. There is still little to no conversation between the two of you, and you can't handle it anymore.

"Are you okay? I feel like things got  really weird between us all of a sudden." Patrick just stares at you, looking like he is in deep thought. You go to speak again, but he interrupts you suddenly.

"I love you." He says so quietly, it's almost a whisper.

"What?" You are clearly surprised by what you're hearing.

"I love you Y/N. We've been best friends for so long, and I can't believe I didn't realize this until now. I know you're not perfect. But you're perfect for me." He says, looking at you hopefully. You feel yourself grin, and you pull his face closer to yours and give him a passionate kiss.

"I love you too, Patrick." He smiles at you.

"Does this mean you'll start calling me daddy?" You know he is joking, and you whack his arm playfully.

"Shut up and kiss me you idiot."

"Whatever you say, babe." He replies and leans in to kiss you once again. Though surprises don't always go as planned for you and Patrick, it wasn't necessarily a bad thing this time.

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