NHL Imagines

Nolan Patrick

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You stirred in bed as you felt the heavy body behind you slip out of bed before shuffling out into the living room. Mumbling something about being sleepy you yanked the duvet up over your head and burrowed in deeper. While you fought waking up Nolan was in the kitchen trying to figure out the Keurig you'd gotten him for Christmas, it was still a puzzle to him. After two more minutes of trying to go back to sleep you finally gave in and crawled out of bed in search of your boyfriend. One familiar low groan told you exactly where you would find him.
"It's been six months," you teased, sleep still thick in your voice. "How do you still not know how to work that thing?"
Nolan huffed once before answering, "because you always end up doing it for me anyways."
He wasn't wrong about that, any time you found him struggling to figure the small coffee machine out you'd push him out of the way and fix it yourself. There was never time for you to wait for coffee. After placing the little cup into the machine you rested yourself against Nolan's bare back while he frowned in defeat. But soon he let his body lean back against yours as he hummed happily at the smell of the coffee. Your fingers traced lines up and down his torso, smiling as you felt the little trail of hair just below his navel.
"Let's stay in today," he whispered.
Placing a kiss to his bare shoulder you replied, "we're supposed to meet up with our friends for lunch...your parents house for dinner."
"We can tell them one of us is sick," he answered. "We never get lazy days at home anymore."
Turning him so he was facing you now you studied his face for a second. He looked like a sad puppy begging for a treat and you couldn't say no to a face like that. "Fine but you make the calls, you know I can't lie to your parents!"
"Deal," he broke into a smile.
Nolan grabbed his cup of coffee as you walked off towards the bedroom in search of the bath. While you discarded your clothes you could hear him on the phone with his mom. You couldn't help but laugh at how good he was at making up some fake illness you had come up with. I'll remember that, you thought to yourself.
You sat at the edge of the tub testing the water temperature before adding some of your favorite bubble bath. Lazy Saturdays like today were your favorite, especially when Nolan was home. As you stood up and tugged your shirt over your head you spotted Nolan watching from the doorway. A smile on his face as he watched you wiggle out of your underwear.
"Mind if I join," he asked.
Nodding you stepped into the rising water, "I'd love it."
Quickly he pulled his clothes off, tossing them into a pile next to where your discarded clothes laid. He then lowered himself into the tub behind you with his legs on either side of your body, you leaned back into him as he let his hands rest on your bare thighs. The water rested just above your breasts, leaning forward to turn the water off. Gently he pulled you back towards his body and placed a soft kiss into your hair. It wasn't often that the two of you could steal a moment like this. One of you always had somewhere to be or something to do. But it was summer now so hockey was finished for a while and your college classes were done for the summer.
The opportune moment for a lazy day together.
As you rested your head against his chest you could hear his heartbeat thudding softly. It made you smile, he was comfortable and calm there with you. His long arms wrapped around you as you outstretched your legs to rest your feet on the edge of the tub.The two of you let yourselves relax in the warm water for a while. He placed a kiss here and there; on your shoulder, then the tip of your ear, to the base of your neck. Your body relaxed more with every brush of his lips. Small goosebumps ran up your arms as you let your fingers dance up and down his bare thighs under the water. A shiver took over his body causing you to smile.
"Easy there," he cooed.
With an easy laugh you withdrew your hands, "it's not my fault you're so sensitive."
"You love it," he teased, poking at your sides. Your body wiggled from his touch quickly causing the water to slosh over the sides onto the tile.
"Now who's the sensitive one," he chuckled.
You stuck your bottom lip out in a fake pout as you turned to face him. A wide smile was spread across his face as he leaned forward and pressed a kiss to your nose, "let me wash your hair...lean back."
Reluctantly you leaned back while his hands rested on your back holding you just above the water so you could get your hair wet. Sitting back up he pulled you closer before squeezing a dab of shampoo into his palm. His fingers gently rubbed the cool liquid into your hair as you rested your thighs on either side of him. This time when he leaned you back to rinse your hair he went forward with you, kissing you as his fingers scrubbed your scalp. A slow hum came from your chest as you felt his fingers work their magic. As many times as you'd been to a salon no scalp massage ever compared to this.
Once he sat the two of you back up you ran some leave in conditioner through your ends before returning the favor. He dipped his head forwards as you worked the shampoo into his messy hair. As much as you loved his normal scent you had to admit his hair smelling like lavender wasn't too bad either. After taking turns washing each other's bodies you both were ready to get into some comfy clothes and relax.
Once you were both clean and free of any suds Nolan reached behind you and shut off the water. You let your eyes wander down his body and back up again before stepping out and grabbing your towels. He let out a soft chuckle, "like what you see?"
"Not bad," you winked, wrapping the soft white towel around your body.
Grabbing you by the waist he sat you up on the edge of the counter and gently towel dried your hair for you. A smile spread across your lips as you heard him humming softly to himself before dropping the towel to the floor. You let your head rest against his bare chest for a second before hopping off the counter and heading to your closet.
"Pick up the wet towel please," you called behind you.
He laughed following closely behind you, "you couldn't let me off just this once?"
"Oh my god," you teased, pulling on your underwear before dropping your towel. "I'll get it you big baby!"
You pulled one of Nolan's old t shirts out of the drawer and tugged it over your head before heading back into the bathroom for the discarded towel. When you returned back to the bedroom and dropped the towel into the hamper he was sprawled out on the bed in his sweatpants. Hopping up onto the bed you crawled up beside him, nuzzling yourself into his side. Nolan took a deep breath to get a good smell of your scent as he pulled you in closer to him.
"Clothes stealer," he teased looking down at his shirt.
Playfully you rolled your eyes, looking up at him before mimicking his words from earlier, "you love it."
"Doesn't make you any less of a clothes stealer," he laughed.