It seemed like time was passing faster than Y/N could keep up with. Within a couple of weeks, Cole had already gone for his tour at the barstool office, which he absolutely loved, and Christmas was just around the corner. The snow fall in New York was one of Y/N’s least favourite things about the state. She would much rather prefer to be somewhere hot during the wintertime, or even in Vancouver where the snow wasn’t as heavy and often replaced for rain instead.
With Christmas approaching, it meant that everyone was busy. Cole was getting in some last minute practices before the team took a break, although it was never really a break considering Cole often trained by himself. They had yet to put up the Christmas tree and even start buying presents. Y/N had been working so much that she was barely home long enough to cook herself a meal or get a decent sleep.
Which had been her reasoning for missing one of her dates with Paul. They weren’t technically ‘dating’ but rather two old flames meeting up to mostly talk about their shared kid. It was nothing more than coffee and small talk. Laying underneath the blankets in her room- Y/N was absolutely exhausted, she had worked the morning shift yesterday and then come home for an hour just to work the night shift. It was a lot and she was still barely making ends meet.
The sound of her phone vibrating against the night stand had brought her out of her sleep, a grimace forming upon her lips as she reached out from her blanket burrito. Without even checking the caller ID, she answered groggily. “Hello?”
Biz’s shoulders immediately slumped, he had been looking forward to meeting up and thought that she was simply running late. “Hey its me- we still on for this morning?” He asked softly. Hearing the woman grown on the other line, he realized just how much pressure she was under- he could hear the stress in her voice that she tried desperately to hide.
“Uh yeah- sort im just running late…” she sat up and pressed her hand to her forehead. Looking around the room and already planning her outfit, the woman sighed. “A lots going on Biz… do you think we could meet at my place first and then go from there?” She asked sheepishly. She didn’t like the fact that she was making him go out of her way for things.
With nothing more than a “yeah see you soon” the call was ended and Y/N launched herself from the blankets, making her way to the bathroom to grab a quick shower- as she passed Cole’s bedroom, she peeked in to find him asleep, cuddling into his pillow and almost drooling as he was taking comfort in his Christmas break already.
Pausing at his doorway, she couldn’t just have Biz come over and then not give Cole an excuse as to why. Letting out a sigh, the woman walked into his room and sat at the edge of his bed. “Cole… Hun- wake up for a minute please.” She rubbed his shoulder, there were a couple of bruises along his jaw that made her stomach clench- courtesy of his last fight on the ice.
As his eyes fluttered open and he let out a groan, his face squished together. He was never really a morning person and Y/N blamed that on herself. “So.. I have a friend coming over in a little while. Nothing crazy, uh its just Paul… were going to grab a coffee together.” She mentioned. She didn’t want to lie to him about the fact they knew each other, she just couldn’t tell him how and why they knew each other yet.
The boy lifted his head, a furrow forming in his brow. “You’re going out with biz?” He asked, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. Y/N shrugged sheepishly. “We exchanged numbers at your game… and we have a lot in common so were just gonna get a coffee and hang out.” She reassured him.
Sighing softly, Cole nodded his head and buried his face into the blankets. “Alright- Im guessing you want me to get up just in case he gets here early and you’re still in the shower?” He smiled knowing his mother’s antics. Smiling back at him, she kissed the top of his head before heading to the shower. “You’re a life saver.” She hummed.
Within a few minutes, Cole had pulled himself out of bed, grabbing some grey sweatpants from the dresser and pulling them on, his torso covered by a white long sleeved shirt. He brushed his hair quickly and put some cologne on before making his way to the kitchen. The snow was still falling pretty heavily outside which meant that the small balcony off of their living room was piling up.
Grabbing the shovel, he cleared off the deck before making himself some toast. When the buzzer came and his mother wasn’t ready yet, He took it upon himself to let biz in. “Who is it?” He asked.
Panic set into Biz’s chest, part of him unsure of what to say- he wasn’t sure if Y/N had told Cole about him coming over or not. “Uh- its biz… I mean Paul- Paul bissonette.” He looked around anxiously and felt ridiculous. Why was he so nervous to talk to his son? Its not like he hadn’t been around for his kid’s life and his kid didn’t even know that he was his father.
“Alright- my mom’s almost ready but you can come up.” Cole said, buzzing the man in. Making his way to the bathroom, Cole knocked on the door. “Mum? Biz is here.” He told her.
There was a quick shuffle behind the bathroom door and the woman opened it up, already dressed and just drying her hair now. “Il be a few minutes… maybe make small talk?” She suggested.
It was actually a good idea, Cole could start to talk to biz without having her around and they could get closer, Cole could get used to the idea of biz coming around. Making his way to the door, Cole let the man in and offered for him to make himself at home. Looking around the apartment, Paul noticed the Christmas tree and smiled.
“Excited for the holidays?” He asked, taking a seat on the couch a could spots away from his son.
Shrugging subtly, Cole pursed his lips. “No not really. Christmas isn’t a big thing around here… Mom has to work Christmas morning and night so she won’t be home.” He admitted. It was something he had grown up dealing with. “My aunt will be coming over though.” He smiled.
Ever since he was born, Cole had always been rather close with his aunt Kelly, she was a very kind woman and always took care of him. She was also a trouble maker so usually when Cole got up to no-good she as involved.
Paul smiled faintly, he hated the idea of Y/N having to work a lot, he planned on bringing it up to her and hopefully getting her to allow him to pitch in financially. He had more money than he knew what to do with and he saw no better place for it to go than his son. “Your mother is a very strong woman…” he spoke awkwardly.
Cole shot Paul a weird look, basically saying that they didn’t need to talk about their new relationship Which Paul was thankful for. “Hows school been going? You still keeping up with that?” He asked softly. He figured everyone was probably asking him about hockey all the time and he might prefer talking about something new for a change.
The teenager grinned. “Yeah, its pretty good. I only have two classes a day since I finished everything else last semester. But yeah- im looking forward to graduation.” He mentioned. That was nice to hear, Cole worked really hard in life- not just at hockey, but also his school work.
For a while the two of them fell into an easy conversation as if they had known each other for years. There was an unseen bond that the two of them shared.
When Y/N came out of the bedroom and was ready to go, she smiled softly at the two of them, her heart swelling with pride and warmth at the sight of her son connecting with his father. It was a sight she could certainly grow used to. “Ready?” She spoke up, drawing the attention of the two boys.
Paul stood up and clapped his hands. “Yup- All ready.” he headed towards the door.
Y/N gave her son a quick hug as he walked her to the door, ready to lock it behind her. “Alright you two- I expect to see her home at 5pm sharp Paul!” He joked. Y/N rolled her eyes and gave him a playful shove. “Have a good day bud- eat some veggies and work on some homework! Dont talk to strangers!” She laughed, teasing as they headed out.
With the door shut behind them, Paul looked at Y/N and smiled. They headed to the elevator and down to his car. “Hes a good kid…” Paul commented.
Smiling proudly, Y/N lowered her voice. “He really is…”
What do you think biz would be like if he had a teenage daughter
The most protective father there is.
Biz would be so protective of his daughter when it came to boys, but I also feel like he would be really laid back. He would have a lot of trust in his daughter because he knows he raised her right. If it was a single father kind of deal, I think he would always have a little bit of fear that something might happen and his daughter would get hurt or leave him, but he wouldn’t let that impact how he treated her. He would teach her hockey and probably get her to love the sport, but if she didn’t love hockey cool! No matter what his daughter loved he would be supportive and do everything in his power to give it to her
I feel like he would be really good at talking when things were important or something was bugging his daughter- he might be really laid back and chill, but if his daughter needed him, he would drop everything and be there for her as long as she needed.
PLEASE send in more blurb requests/thoughts about Paul bissonnette having a daughter and or his daughter being friends with Ryan’s daughter. these are so fun to write
