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thats-pucking-amazing · 7 years ago

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Secrets *Requested* (Nico Hischier)

@shashefski asked: Can you do a Nico Hischier one with the #83 “Yes, a date" prompt ? Please and thank you💕

I’m so sorry it took me so long!! I moved into college and then it was NSI and classes started...and I’m a procrastinator by nature. ANYWAY....I hope you enjoy it!

Warnings: Nope

Requests: OPEN

Up Next: Patrick Kane

“With our first pick in the 2017 entry draft…” You bit your lip and leaned forward on your couch. It was almost 2am in Naters, not that it was stopping you from streaming the draft, along with basically everyone in town. It was a small town and nobody wanted to miss Nico being drafted. Nico was well-known in the town, a mini celebrity...which came with the territory when he was getting ready to put your town of 8,000 on the map.

Nico was more than just the town golden boy...he was your best friend. As cliche as it was, your mothers had been best friends and the two of you were raised together. He was 13 days older than you and the two of you had never spent more than a day without talking to each other. When he travelled with hockey you often went with his parents and when that wasn’t an option, skype and phone calls kept the two of you close. It was safe to say that your teachers liked it better when you were apart, since together the two of you caused nothing but trouble. Harmless pranks, jokes, and occasionally a few broken things often trailed in your wake.

“...From the Halifax Mooseheads...Nico Hischier.” You stared wide eyed at the screen...and then let out a piercing scream of joy. You threw your bowl of popcorn from your lap, spilling it all over the floor as you did a victory dance. Your best friend, the boy you had known all your life was the number one draft pick for the NHL...the very best league in the world.

“Y/N!!” You heard your mother shout. She appeared at the top of the stairs wrapped in a robe. “It is 2am! You need to watch the volume!! And clean up your mess!”

“MOM! NICO WAS DRAFTED FIRST! THE FIRST PICK OVERALL!!” You yelled, still shaking with excitement.

“HE WAS?!” Her volume matched yours. Nico had spent just as much time at your house as you had at his. Your mother considered him one of her sons and she was constantly bothering you to date him so it would be official. You weren’t averse to that idea...not that anybody...especially Nico would ever find out.

“YES!” The two of you did a victory dance. “I’m going to call him and leave a message so he know’s I was watching.”

“I’m going to call Katja to congratulate her,” Your mom said before disappearing back up the stairs.

You pulled out your phone and called the first person in your contacts. Nico. Or rather AAA Nico. You listened to it ring and then heard his voice tell you to leave a message.

“I know you’re super busy right now with the interviews and everything...BECAUSE YOU WERE THE FIRST OVERALL PICK!! I AM SO PROUD OF YOU!! Call me when you get the chance!!! Love you!” You ended the call and just leaned back in your seat...your best friend was going to be in the NHL.

You were woken up at 8am by your phone ringing. Groggily you picked it up and answered. “Huh?”

“Did I wake you?” The voice of Nico came through.

“NICO?!” You sat straight-up, suddenly wide awake.

He laughed. “That’s been my name all my life. Did I wake you up?”

“I mean yeah, but that doesn’t matter. You know that our friendship trumps everything! How are you feeling?? Overwhelmed?”

“Our friendship trumps everything but the crush you had on Luca when we were eight.”

“Will you never let that go?? It’s a good thing I didn’t go on your failed excursion of a hike...you broke your arm!! And stop avoiding my question! How are you feeling?”

He sighed. “Do you want the honest version or the version I told the reporters?”

“Nico, Babe….always honest.”

“I’m ecstatic. But I’m also super concerned...like...what if they chose wrong? It’s a lot of pressure. People are going to expect so much and I can’t deliver everything.”

“Nico…listen. You are a phenomenal player and that is why they picked you first. They did not choose wrong. It’s ok to feel pressure, just don’t let it crush you...you’re stronger than it. And Nico...screw what people expect. People may expect you to be the number one draft pick, but they also expect you to be a teenager and make mistakes. So just take a breath.”

You heard him audibly inhale. “Thanks. I really needed that.”

“I already knew that. I’m your best friend...I know all things about you.”

He snorted, “I doubt you know everything. I have some secrets.”

“Oh yeah right.” You laughed loudly. “I’ve known you all my life. I know all of your embarrassing secrets...your secret hiding places for stuff...your crushes...everything.”

“I’m telling you,” He insisted. “You don’t know my biggest secret. I’ve kept it since I was 13 and have told nobody. Not even you.”

You let out a fake gasp of shock. “What?? You’ve betrayed our friendship code and kept a secret?”

“It’s true. And want to know something else? I’m not telling you my secret until I see you in person. And before you ask...skype doesn’t count.”

“But when will that be???” You whined.

“Sooner than you may think.” He answered cryptically. “I’ll talk to you later. I’m going to go to sleep...it’s almost 2am here.”

“I’m going to try and go back to sleep. Enjoy things, you only get drafted first once. I love you, Nico.”

“Love you, too.”

Less than 30 minutes later, you were woken up by the sound of your mother rustling through the house. She had two suitcases with her and seemed to be in a big hurry.

“Mom? What’s going on?” You asked.

“Your grandmother fell and broke her hip this morning, so we’re going down to help out around the area. My dad isn’t quite what he used to be and he can’t handle it all.” She rushed through her explanation. “I packed your suitcase, but if you want to get your chargers and things...we need to leave in about 10 minutes to make it to the airport on time.”

Concern for your grandmother plagued your thoughts, but you grabbed your laptop, chargers, and earbuds and once they were all stuffed into your purse headed for the car. Your mother didn’t speak the whole ride, which was very out of character.

Once arrived at the airport your mother zoomed through people and went right through security. As soon as you’d passed she had taken your hand and was leading you towards the tarmac where your flight was boarding; she obviously wasn’t kidding about having to leave immediately to get to the airport on time. After fastening your seat belt you pulled out your earbuds and shuffled your music, it was a six hour flight to Greenland, where your grandmother lived. Four hours later you gave up on your battle against sleep and dozed off, confident your mother would wake you when the plane began its descent.

An unknown amount of time later, you were shaken awake by your mother. “We’re landing.” You fastened your seat belt and rubbed the sleep from your eyes. You blindly followed the exodus of people off the plane, but when you stepped into the terminal you stopped.

“Uh mom...did we take the wrong flight?” You looked out the glass windows to see skyscrapers in the distance. “Because this looks nothing like Greenland.”

Your mother gave a slight smile, “That’s because we’re not in Greenland.”

“Yeah, ok. That’s all well and good...but Grandma is not wherever we are. She’s in Greenland. I thought you were in a giant rush to get to her!”

“Your grandma is fine.”

“What!?” You shouted. “You lied? What the he-” Your rant was cut off as you were picked up and spun around in a circle. “Put me down!” You shouted at your unknown assailant.

“Is that anyway to treat your best friend?” A familiar voice asked.

You whipped your head around. “NICO?!” You threw your arms around him and then pulled back to make sure it was actually him before hugging him again. “What are you doing here?? I thought you were in Chicago!!”

“Idiot. You’re literally in O’Hare right now.” He said. “Our moms and I worked together to plan this.”

“Why?” You had yet to remove your arms from around his waist...but he didn’t seem to be in a huge hurry to move his from being wrapped around you either.

“You’ll find out later. Now we need to go.” Your mom interjected. “An airport terminal isn’t exactly a place for a reunion.” You and Nico followed your mom towards the baggage claim, still holding hands. It wasn’t uncommon for the two of you to be hand in hand as you walked around town or cuddle when you watched movies. It was just an accepted fact in your town.

“Do you have more interviews today?” Nico nodded in response to your question as you sat together in the back of a cab.

“I have three more scheduled for this afternoon. I don’t know how many ways I can answer the same question.” You chuckled lightly. “But after that we have plans.”

“I refuse to do anything with you until you tell me what this secret is.”

“Our plans have to do with the secret.”

You contemplated. “Fine.”

“Wonderful.” The taxi came to a stop in front of the hotel you were apparently staying at. “Be ready by 5pm. I’ll be here to pick you up. Love you.” He pressed a kiss to your forehead and then waved as he was whisked off to the location of his interviews.

You were ready and waiting by the door when he knocked 10 minutes before 5. After calling out a quick goodbye to your mom, the two of you headed out to the street. He led you along the sidewalk, still hand in hand, to a small restaurant on the corner.

The pre-set table had a vase with a white lily resting on a checkered table cloth. There were two small tea candles on each side of the vase. “This seems pretty fancy. If you’re trying to apologize for the secret, I’m really not mad at you.”

“I know you’re not mad. We’re here because I decided it was time to make it official and take you on a date.” He said simply.

You blinked owlishly. “Umm...did you say a date?”

“Yes. A date.I don’t know how you’ve remained oblivious all these years...but I’m pretty sure I’ve loved you since I was 12.”

“You love me? You want to date me?”

“Yes.”

You promptly burst into tears and ran away the table to throw your arms around his neck. “I thought I was the only one who felt that way.”

“Wait,” He leaned his head back so he could look at you. “You’ve felt this way too? And I was the one who got in trouble for keeping a secret?”

“That’s not important!” You brushed it off. “We’re dating now?”

“I’m pretty sure we’ve been dating for years...we just haven’t gave it an official name or actually kissed each other.”

“I am happy to remedy both of those situations.” You whispered. Then, did exactly that...pressing your lips to his.

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