your lungs were sore from cheering for matt in hockey, which was atleast for two hours. you loved watching his games, cheering him on with signs and a smile on your face. he always said seeing you in the stands of the arena helped him focus and win, which constantly made you smile everytime he reminded you, that beautiful smile.

anxiously you bite your nails, looking at the game. matt skated across the field, so far so good. after a few more seconds of anticipation, he scored. loud cheers from the crowd were head. the first thing he did was look at you.

as everyone leaves the stands, including you, you wait beside the door where the hockey players get off the ice. you see matt, he always jumping up and down cheering.

“you did so good, baby. m’ so proud of you.” you say once he stops infront of you. you cup his cheek, leaning upwards and placing a kiss on his lips. “only cause you were here.” he replied with a smile, returning the favour.