(Credit: “l1l_della" on tiktok)

The phone buzzes. Facetime. "We saw each other a few hours ago, what's up?" *you answer with a smirk.-

"I miss you." His voice is a little drowned out by the noise of the arena, but you hear him clearly.

you roll your eyes, but You're smiling. "You should be focusing on the Game."

"I am. But I'm also thinking about you."

"And what would help you stop thinking about me so much?" you tease.

He pauses for a second, then smirks. "Maybe a good luck kiss?"

you laugh. "Through the phone? Pretty sure that doesn't work."

"You never know until you try." He leans toward the screen dramatically.

you shake your head. "You're impossible."

"And you love it."

you sigh, still smiling. "Win the game, and maybe I'll think about it."

"Deal." *He winks, then glances at the ice. *

"Gotta go, but keep your phone close I'll call when we win."

"Confident, huh?"

"Always." ** He grins. "Bye, babe."

The call ends. You just laugh, knowing he's definitely going to call again.