NHL imagines

Johnny Beecher

Y/N'S POV

Johnny and I are sitting in the locker room of the University of Michigan hockey team. we are sitting in half our hockey gear, we were are all tired but We are currently watching Matty Beniers in disgust as he stuffs his face with gummy bears. It's his weird thing. I turn my head into Johnny's shoulder. "You alright love" I hear Johnny ask me.

"Yeah," I say quietly dozing off slightly.

Johnny's POV

I notice y/n's grip around my waist loosen I looked down at her to see her asleep on my shoulder. I pull her closer kissing her head and resting my cheek on her head again slightly dozing off thinking how I got the Bordeleau girl and how Thomas hasn't killed me yet.

THOMAS'S POV

I look over to my sister's cub to find not just her but her boyfriend Johnny Beecher. The boy my sister loves the most and the boy I want to kill the most all cuddled up and napping. I love my little sister and I would do anything for her but she and her boyfriend's sleeping state makes it almost impossible to not wake them. I look at Brendan who's looking at them in awe. I look over to see her best friend Kent Johnson taking her phone and taking a picture of the both of them knowing y/n loves having them kind of photos of her and Johnny. he puts her phone back and looks and me as if he knows I'm gonna do something I mean he's not wrong. he shakes his head no before he and Owen grab their bags and head out to go back home.

"I'm gonna do it," I say getting up and walking out to the rink to grab the snow bin.

"gonna do what," Ethan says running out with me.

"I'm gonna wake up Beecher and my sister with a surprise."

"No your not" I hear another voice. I look up to see Nick Blankenburg, Jack Summers, and Jimmy Lambert.

"why not," I ask

"Just don't do it. y/n is gonna be pissed off with you and she won't talk to you and then you'll be a baby about it." Jimmy says looking at me.

"she won't be mad at me. she loves me too much" I say getting a bit too smart.

"Okay, it's your funeral." Summers replys leaving with the other Ethan along with them.

I continue to scoop out the snow bits and bring them into the now near-empty locker room. I walk up to y/n and Johnny I lift the neck of Johnny's jersey pour snow down it and quickly do it to y/n. they both jump in surprise. I laugh as they both shake and try to get the now cold substance out of their jerseys.

Y/N'S POV

I feel an icy cold substance running down my back I jump up quickly shaking from the cold. I hear a voice of laughter. I look over to see Thomas laughing like a mad man. I start to walk over to him I grab the tip of his ear and pulled him outside the locker room. I'm furious and I'm sure the boys can tell. I walk out to see Jimmy, Nick, Jack, Kent, and Owen leaning against the walls in the hallway they all look at me, and then to the right of me see Thomas. They all smirk a little bit knowing what's about to happen.

I hear Jimmy say "I told you so" I glared at me he quickly puts his arms up in defense.

"I know" I hear the mutter from my side.

"YOU KNEW NOT TO DO THIS BUT YOU DECIDE TO DO IT ANYWAY. CAN YOU NOT JUST LEAVE JOHNNY AND ME ALONE FOR ONCE IN YOUR LIFE. JUST ONCE THOMAS"

"I can but I don't want to. I don't want to see m-my little sister grow up. I feel like your gonna get tired of me, not want me there or you won't need me anymore." I look at him and let go of his ear. at this point, the boys have left.

"Tommy, i'll always need you. your my big brother for Pete's sake. I'll love you no matter what." I say wrapping him in a tight hug.

"She never stops talking about you and her growing up." I lift my head to see Johnny leaning in the door frame with a small smile on his face.

Thomas looks at me and I have a small blush on my face. "you talk about me"

"of course, I do your one of the most important people in my life." he wraps me in another hug apologizing for what he did. he let go and looked at Johnny.

"Thanks for taking care of her."

"I wouldn't have it any other way," Johnny says grabbing my forearm pulling me softly to his side. I lean on his chest with a small smile.