Hockey Imagines

Tyler Toffoli

This imagine is dedicated to @SadieSummers for all the imagines she's written for me that I've requested. And also because we have the same favorite Kings player. I hope this is sufficient for all the imagines you've written for me.

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You and Tyler were hanging out at his house playing Xbox since it was the off season. Every time you two played Xbox, it took about 30 minutes to decide what you were going to play, because you could never agree on a game. Somedays you would play Halo, some days it was Call of Duty, some days it was NHL 15. But today was Mario Kart. Video games are not good for either of you, because you two are very competitive.

"You're goin down Y/N," Tyler said in his cute tone of voice when he's ready to battle.

"Um, no I think you're the one who's going down Toffoli," you replied grabbing a controller.

"Game on," you both said as you looked at each other.

You reverted your attention to the tv in front of you and began choosing your character, kart and place. Suddenly, Tyler brought up a bet.

"We're betting on this one," he said turning to face you.

"Alright, what do you wanna bet?" You ask interested in what he's challenging.

"If I win, I get to torture you," he says smirking evily.

"Okay, but if I win, you have to do whatever I tell you to do for a day," you say returning his gesture.

"Deal," he says as you two shake on it.

You two began racing and not even half a lap in, you two were already hitting each others controllers and trying to mess each other up. Since you guys were trying to win the cup at the end of the game, you had to go through all 16 races. During each of the races, you guys would switch spots, climb on each other, yell at each other and anything else you could think of.

By the end of the 15th race, you two were tied in points and whoever won the last race, would win the cup. You two set your controllers down, stretched, massaged your hands, cracked your fingers, stretched your mouth so you could tell again, sat back down grabbed your controllers and clicked on 'Next Race'.

"Get ready to lose Y/N," Tyler said shoving you a little.

"Well you already won a cup, yoh don't another one already. So I'm afraid you're gonna have to settle for second," you said pointing to the picture of the Kings after they won the Stanley Cup.

"Well you're already losing," he said as the race started.

"Not fair," you said pushin buttons on his controller to mess him up.

You two continued to yell at each other and shove each other around. As the end of the race came close, you went silent and focused completely on the race. After you went quiet, Tyler did too.

"Take that Toffoli!" You yelled as you tossed the controller onto the bean bag on the floor in front of you and stood up facing him.

"That's not fair," he said staring you down.

"Yes it is," you said as you say on his lap facing towards him.

"Can you not do that?" He asked lookin you dead in the eye.

"What this?" You asked as you pinned him to the couch and grazed your lips on his and then pulled away.

"Don't tease me like that," he said as his breathing got a little jumpy.

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This is my first imagine in forever, so I'm sorry if it's not that good. I'm still getting into the flow of writing.

This imagine was written while I listened to the techno version of Mortal Combat.

Let me know what you think of this one. I may try to write another one tonight or a few tomorrow. Depends on the feedback I get on this one.

-Jules