"Y/N, wake up!" Patrick, your boyfriend, shook you awake.

"Five more minutes." You mumbled back to him.  You had just fallen asleep not even a few hours ago because you were up all night studying for your final test in college. 

"Y/N, would you wake up quicker if I said you didn't have to take your test?"

You jumped up out of bed and saw Patrick with a smile on his face.  You mumble quietly, "Are you trying to trick me again?"

"No, why would I kid about something like this?" To prove that you had no school, Patrick showed you the status on his phone.  "See? No school for you."

You smiled at him and said, "Well, I'm up, and why don't I have school today?"

He pulled open the curtains, and you saw that there was over a foot of snow on the ground.  You smiled and said, "I now see the reason why there's no school.  What about your flight to Colorado?"

Patrick smiled and said, "Due to the weather, the game was delayed until further notice. So, as a result, I wanted to show you how much fun the snow can be, since this is your first snow storm."

You couldn't help but catch his enthusiasm, and you nodded your head.  You had never seen this much snow because you had always lived in one of his rival towns, Nashville, Tennessee. This was the first time you had ever seen a foot of snow.

Once you got ready, you asked "So, where to?"

Patrick didn't reply, and you noticed that the house was...quiet, something that was not normal when Patrick was around.  There was always music or the television was on, or he was always talking to his teammates.

You looked around the house.  No signs of Patrick anywhere.  So, you decided to go check outside for the missing Blackhawk.  After you grabbed a winter jacket, you poked your head outside in the and yelled, "Patrick?"

All you heard was Patrick laughing and you felt the cold substance of snow slide down your face.  You looked at him and yelled, "You scared me!"

He came to you and said, "Isn't that my job though, to keep you on your toes, right?"

"No."  He smirked and you knew that for once, he won a battle.  You couldn't stay mad at him, with that smirk on his face and he seemed like a child.  "Fine, you win this battle, but you won't win this snowball fight!"

You ran to the other side of the backyard and started to build a snow fort and pelt Patrick with snowballs.  The only time he managed to hit you was the time he managed to get your face.  Now, if he probably had a hockey stick and snow pucks,  then you would be in trouble.  You knew that he could fight back harder than he was.

After a long hard fought battle, all you heard was, "I surrender!  You win, Y/N!"

You came out of your fort and yelled, "Yes!  I won!"  You looked around for Patrick, and you didn't see him until you felt a tap on your shoulder.

When you turned around, all you saw was him down on one knee. You gasped and said, "What are you doing?"

"Y/F/N, we've been together for three years, and you've stuck through it all with me. From my mood swings during the season to my actions off the ice, you've stuck though it all with me.  So, will you marry me?"

Tears welled up in your eyes as you said, "Yes."

This snow day was the best snow day ever.

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A/N:

Hello everybody! So excited to be writing one shots!

I apologize for the length of the first one.  I couldn't stop writing.  Snowmaggedon has hit me hard.

Anyhow, requests are always open, I will never close them!  Let me know who you want and basic plot ideas!

Thanks for reading and signing off with #AlwaysKeepWriting,

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