note, apprently, the game on the 27th (of sep) was tyson's first game (as well as his first time) being back in the arena, so this was born. and when i explain the goals, they are very loosely explained. i'm horrible at explanations, ironic i know. let's move on. this fic is part of "the jost family" series. check out this masterlist for more.
pair, tyson jost x reader
summary, tyson jost and the jost family return to the arena they once called home.
warnings, kids/children
word count, 937 words (short but sweet ;))
gif credit to @gabelandeskog
"We're going back to the Ball?" Noah asked.
"Yeah, we're going back to the Ball." You nodded, a smile on your face as you packed up your suitcases. He
"Will Linnea and Naylah and..." He went on to list a couple more kids.
"Linnea and the Helm kids and a few others, but Naylah's dad got traded, bud." You explained, trying to explain it to him as easily as he could.
"Traded?" He was aware of what a trade was because his dad was traded to another team, but he was still only 4.
"Yeah." You nodded.
"Where?"
"Calgary." You sat down in front of him.
"Can we visit?" He asked.
You smiled, "Yeah, we can visit." You kissed his head.
-
Walking back into the arena you once called home was strange. You hadn't been there since March, but everything was still the same. The crack in front of the family area of the glass was still there, the same smell still permitted the arena, the same security guard stood in the parking lot and greeted Noah with the biggest smile and a warm hug, and the same food stand was still there with the same workers who Noah loved.
"Snack?" Noah asked.
"We'll get a snack after we see dad. Sound good?" You asked, and he nodded his head eagerly.
You took a seat at one of the seats in front of the glass, Noah sitting on your lap, but you knew the moment Tyson skated out, he would stand up on your lap.
He kept his eyes on the ice, and when he saw the lights dim, he knew what was about to happen. It was something he had seen dozens and dozens of times.
The Avs skated out onto the ice, and he slapped his little hands on the glass, laughing and bouncing in your lap, "Look, mommy." He pointed to all his uncles.
The first to spot him was his Uncle JT, who skated over and slammed into the glass, his arms open wide in a hug. Noah laughed, stood up in your lap, and opened his arms, giving him a hug back.
JT winked, then skated off. Soon after, all the other boys skated over. Newy, Mikko, EJ, Landy, etc. They all waved, playing little games to entertain him.
When the Wild came out, Noah’s attention was quickly stolen away, in order to search for his father. But Tyson found you first, and playfully barreled right into JT, sending him into the glass, and shaking the entire section in front of you.
“Daddy.” Noah giggled his face widening in a smile, one identical to his father’s. Tyson broke out into the same smile.
He waved, and Noah waved back. Tyson tossed a puck over the glass, and Noah caught it, cradling it to his chest like it was a prized possession, and in his eyes, it was.
-
"Guess who's back? Back again?" Sydney, JT's girlfriend, sang as he rushed up to hug you. Noah ran off to play with the other kids while you were enveloped in hugs left and right.
You took your seat and were surprised that Rory was still asleep. She of course had headphones, but usually, she would wake up when you moved around a lot.
You were settled in your seat, eating some popcorn and enjoying the game.
7 minutes into the game, Boldy passed the puck to Steel, and they passed it back and forth. Steel looked around for someone to pass the puck to.
Tyson moved closer to the net, so Steel passed the puck to Tyson, who shot it into the net, and ended up tripping on someone's stick and ending up on the ground.
You jumped out of your seat, trying not to jostle Rory too much, but failing, as you cheered. You pulled whoever was sitting next to you into a hug.
The guys patted him on the shoulder and back while pushing himself off the ice.
-
Only 10 minutes later, you watched the puck go around the goal as Boldy skated toward it. He passed it to Steel, who, again, passed it to Tyson, who skated around the goalie and shot it into the next.
Noah had gravitated to the spot in between your legs as he watched the ice in front of you all. He started jumping around when he saw his dad score the goal.
"Daddy goal!" He cheered, jumping up and down.
"Yeah, daddy goal." You laughed, kissing his head as Tyson skated down the bench, getting his much-deserved high-fives.
-
After the game, you met him down in front of the locker room. Rory was asleep but Noah was very much awake due to the slushie he had in the second period.
He was running around, making himself busy and tiring himself out. While you waited, Tyson was doing media, "So, Tyson, how does it feel coming back here after all this time? Is this your first time back?"
"It's definitely weird being back here and it is my first time back. I almost walked into the wrong locker room, not gonna lie." He laughed.
"We saw your family up by the glass, is it their first time back here too?"
"Yeah, it is. Our son, when he heard we were coming back here, started jumping around and started packing his little suitcase." Tyson smiled at the memory.
After media, Tyson made his way out with his bags. You looked up and smiled, "How was it?"
"Weird." You admitted, "I miss it here."
"Me too." He smiled sadly, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and kissing your head.
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