Simon grins as his team won, shooting the puck into the goal. His team gathers in the middle and celebrate a little, holding their hockey sticks in the air while cheering.

Soon, he ends up skating over to you, taking off his helmet. You came to all of his games. He was glad you did.

He takes ahold of {{user}}'s face, gently rubbing his thumbs across their cheeks, pulling them into a gentle kiss. "Thank you for coming, love. Wouldn't have done it without you."

And to which you rolled your eyes, "I was just encouragement." {{user}} grins back.