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"no!" you yelled out as zach and alex ovechkin dropped gloves.
and you, scarlett werenski, previously scarlett ovechkin were not fond of your husband and older brother fighting.
"fuck!" you cursed in russian and stood up to pace around in the private box that was for the WAGS.
alex had tripped zach and the refs didn't catch it so zach stood up and cross-checked alex up high. they had some words and, obviously, decided to drop the gloves.
just as you turned around to look back at the game, alex laid another solid punch that sent zach down to the ice.
as zach fell hard to the ice, your hand shot over your mouth. you gasped loudly.
"oh my god." you whispered.
all the WAGS eyes were on you. you looked at them with glossy eyes.
it made your heart break that they just couldn't get along.
the WAGS group hugged you.
"thanks guys." you wiped your eyes, "this is the worst day of my life." you laughed with the others.
zach, thankfully, got up off the ice by himself to skate to the penalty box. you sighed and sat down to watch the rest of the game.
*after the game*
"hi scar." zach smiled, walking out of the dressing room.
his eye was black and blue from where alex had punched him.
"was that necessary zachary werenski?" you scolded.
he just shrugged looking down at the floor.
"well i'm going to go visit with my brother for a second. you should just stay here."
"no. please i'll be good. let me come with." zach pouted with his puppy eyes.
"fine." you replied not being able to resist his brown eyes.
you walked outside to where you said you'd meet alex. you greeted and hugged your older brother while zach stood back watching.
"scarlett, why did you bring him?" alex spoke quickly in russian.
"alexander we're married. we live together. you were at the wedding." you responded giving him a nasty look.
"is there an issue here?" zach snaked his arms around your waist, eyeing up alex.
"you are the issue man." alex responded rudely.
scarlett steps in the middle of them both, "will you guys just get along? please stop."
they paid no mind to you and continued their bickering, getting closer and closer together. both of them practically begging to be punched by the other.
you grew more and more frustrated as they fought right in front of you. with the frustration came the fear that one of them would throw a punch. you desperately didn't want that to happen.
"STOP. JUST STOP TALKING." you yelled at them.
both of them turned to face you, surprised.
"WHY DO YOU HAVE TO FIGHT? JUST GET ALONG. YOU GUYS ARE SO IMMATURE, ACTING LIKE BOYS. THERE'S NO REASON FOR YOU GUYS TO NOT LIKE EACH OTHER." you take a deep breath, "DO YOU KNOW HOW EXHAUSTING AND TERRIBLE IT IS FOR ME TO WATCH YOU FIGHT? IT DESTROYS ME."
your eyes began to water.
"just please get along." you begged them.
zach and alex looked at each other.
"i'm sorry bro." alex said.
"yeah i'm sorry too man." zach apologized.
they hugged it out and moved to you. alex and zach smirked at each other while you scrunched your eyebrows in confusion.
"GROUP HUG" they yelled together as they squeezed you into a tight hug.
you laughed and sighed in relief, "thank you guys. i love you both so much."
