You knew it was a mistake to watch The Notebook. Still, you forced Erik onto the couch with you and when the ending played you snuggled into his side a little tighter. Of course, like always, the tears started to fall. 

“Wait, did they just—” He started, but you confirmed his next words with a dramatic sniffle and an exaggerated nod of your head. EJ turned to face you as the credits rolled, and you avoided meeting his gaze, knowing he was grinning teasingly without having to look. “Hey, don’t cry.”

“How are you not crying!” You defended, earning a laugh from Erik that helped bring the beginnings of a smile to your face. “You’re heartless.”

“I let you pick the movie and now you’re insulting me?” He teased. You rolled your eyes, choosing to keep quiet on the topic and instead nestled deeper into the couch. EJ used the arm he had around your shoulders to tug you closer to his side and pressed a kiss to the top of your head in a bid to placate you. “You know, we could watch Marley and Me next week.”

“You’re the worst.”

If there was one thing you had yet to get used to in all your months of dating a professional athlete, it was the early mornings. You had spent the night at Erik’s the night before a morning skate, so you knew he would have an alarm set to wake himself up.

But just because you were expecting it, doesn’t mean you liked it.

You sighed deeply as the alarm went off, and you could feel Erik rolling over to shut off the alarm. A content hum left you as he pulled you flush against his chest and pressed a series of sweet kisses to your temple. 

“Go back to sleep.” He murmured, but you still tiredly opened your eyes. You groaned in protest as he climbed out of bed, but you let him go without much argument. “Are you going to be here after practice?”

“I might have to run home at some point ‘cause I forgot some papers I need to do work.” You mumbled, watching him slip into the closet and return with his typical athletic gear he wore to practice. 

“But you’ll come back?” He pouted, and you grinned from your position curled up in his bed while he got dressed for the day. 

“I’ll come back.”

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“So, what’s the hobby this week?”

EJ rolled his eyes at your teasing jab as you settled yourself next to him on the couch at the Landeskog’s monthly dinner. Mel insisted you always go, and you were never one to turn down a home cooked meal, so each month you found yourself rubbing elbows with some of Denver’s most beloved athletes. 

“You weren’t complaining about my hobbies when I gave you that free bottle of wine.”

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but yea

this will not be the last time i will say this but hockey players in glasses RUIN me

i think abt the video where landy shoves ej’s fake teeth in z’s face and ej grabs them while grinning like a dork at least ten times a day

ej needs someone to keep him on his toes he can’t know he’s attractive and funny he’d be too powerfully

i think his sense of humor is so funny and the toothless-ness just adds to it. he’s not my type but for whatever reason he does it for me

send me a player and i’ll tell you what i think of them