NHL Imagines

Pittsburgh Penguins #3: Olli Määttä

Sorry it's so short but I really needed a short Olli imagine because I had this idea but not really sure how to finish or add to it. But I hope you enjoy :)
Alicia

"Olli, why can't you just fuc-"

"Not in front of the baby!" Olli shushed you before you cursed. You lightly smiled at his protectiveness but continued.

"Olli, just hold her. You're not going to hurt her. I promise." You said, raising the little bundle of pink blankets in your arms so he could take her from you. He only stared at your baby girl for a moment, a blush creeping across his cheeks before he rushed out of the room.

"I'll get a nurse." He had mumbled. You sighed and cradled the baby close to your chest again, she was sound asleep. Not surprisingly after all the screaming she had done. She was a kid after your own heart. Who the hell would want to be waken up after a nine month sleep?

Olli soon came back with a nurse.

"Your husband told me that you wanted to get some rest?" The nurse explained, taking the baby out of your arms and placing her in the little crib next to you.

"Sounds like a good idea. Thanks." You smiled at the nurse before she made sure everything else was okay and left the room. You settled back into the pillows and closed your eyes, soon to be disturbed by Olli.

"We still need to decide on a name for her, (y/n)." Olli said. He sounded nervous.

"Okay, baby, but not right now. I'm exhausted." You said, scooting over in my bed and reaching out for him.

"I know, babe. You did an amazing job. Thank you for this little girl." Olli said. You felt him lay down next to you and he intertwined his fingers with yours and you both fell asleep.

***

You stirred, feeling your side was empty. You reached out for Olli but he didn't come this time.

"Olliiii-" You started to whine.

"Sh, she's sleeping." He whispered to you. You cracked your eyes open and smiled at the sight before you. Olli was standing next to the crib, cradling your daughter in his arms. A shy smile was spread across his face as he looked down at her. He continued to hum a familiar lullaby to her.

"Where have I heard that song before?" You whispered, sitting up in your bed.

"Remember whenever you couldn't sleep?" Olli asked, not taking his eyes off of your daughter. You nodded and smiled at the fond memories. "I would sing you to sleep with the lullaby that my mother used to." He resumed humming his Finnish lullaby when he had answered you.

"I think I know what to call our daughter, (y/n)." Olli said once he had finished humming. You looked at him expectantly. "Elina. After my little sister."

"Your little sister's name isn't Elina, Olli." You laughed a little.

"I have two...my mother had a miscarriage three years after she had me." Olli explained, his face falling a bit. He stopped rocking our daughter and she stirred, cooing and reaching out toward Olli's face. Her tiny fingers curled around his nose and she started to pull at it, making Olli perk back up.

"Olli, I'm sorry. I didn't know..." You trailed off.

"So, we'll call her Elina..." Olli said, looking at you for approval.

"Perfect. Elina Johanna Määttä." You smiled. Elina started to cry and Olli panicked, not sure what to do. He brought her to you and she stopped crying.

"I could get used to this." Olli whispered, kissing Elina on her tiny forehead and then you on your lips. You couldn't agree more.