With the 3rd pick, the Philadelphia Flyers are proud to select. From the SKA Saint Petersburg, Y/F/N.

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*announcer*
"I don't think Konecny really liked that hit by Malkin on Y/L/N very much. Oh and here we have our first fight of the night, Konecny and Malkin"

You watched the fight as you got up from the ice, catching your breath. Malkin had gotten you pretty good up against the boards. Travis was just looking out for you.

You were the rookie and the only female on the Flyers. Malkin had come after you just for the fun of the rivalry. There was no meaning to the hit at all and of course no one liked the hit. Travis, being your line mate, always stood up for you and of course everyone else.

You loved it when Travis stood up for the team. In fact you found it hot wether it be for you or someone else. You enjoyed watching Travis fight and chirp the opposing team. The more he fought, the more you fell for him.

You really wished you could tell him how you felt about him. But how could you do that when you could barely even speak a word of english. And you weren't going to get Provorov to translate for you.

After everything was settled and the refs sent Travis to the box. You skated past the box and nodded to Travis and he returned it. He knew that meant 'thank you'. You and Travis communicated in your own way. You had to in order to play together, you two kind of had your own language on the ice.

When you got back to the bench Travis' penalty was over. He had skated right towards the bench as soon as his time was up. He smiled at you as he hopped over the boards. Not only did you find yourself smiling back but also blushing.

***

After the game you headed to the dressing room with the rest of the team. You took your time as you usually did. You didn't mind being the last one. Just as you finished getting dressed you heard someone walk through the door. You turn around and see Travis walking towards you. Travis suddenly speaks into his phone and the presses a button. The phone started to speak Russian.

"I'm going to try and teach you english using this"

You smiled so big at him and nodded your head. This was the first time anyone has trying to help you learn english. He suddenly took your hand and walked you over to the lounge. You felt your face heat up as he held your hand. You two sat down on one of the couches and started your lesson.

Travis started by teaching you hockey terms to start easy. He would start with playing the Russian pronunciation so you knew what you were translating. Then he would play the English pronunciation. You would listen a couple times before trying to say it. You would say the words over and over again until they got more comfortable to pronounce.

After a while of trying to pronounce a phrase and finding it hard. You looked at Travis for help but when you get him the 'help me' face he was already looking at you.

You felt your cheeks heat up but you didn't look away from Travis' eyes. Travis suddenly started to lean in. You knew exactly what was happening. You started to lean in towards him, while looking at his lips. Suddenly you heard the door to the lounge open and you two pulled away to see who it was.

"Sorry guys but I gotta close up for the night" one of the equipment guys said as he stood i. the door way

"Oh, ugh ya We were just finishing up and about to head out" Travis said as he stood up from the couch

You two walked each other to your cars and said your goodbyes. Travis left pretty quickly when you just say in your car thinking about what had almost happened. You then had an idea. The thought of Travis in your head was getting worse and you were finally gonna do something about it. Just before you left the parking lot you got a text from Travis, it was in Russian.

11☺️: go to practice really early tomorrow and meet me in the lounge

You wrote back to him in English.

Y/N: Okay, can't wait :)

That night you didn't go to sleep. Instead you downloaded the same translation app Travis
had. And decided to learn some words and phrases on your own.

***

You got to the arena really early like Travis asked. No one else was in the building except for maybe a few of the team's staff members.

You walk into the lounge and found Travis sitting on the same couch, from last night. You started to get a nervous feeling in your stomach as you approached him. As soon as he saw you walked in, his face lit up like a Christmas tree. He stood up to hug you and when you pulled away it was almost an instant reply from the day before. You both stared at each other looking between your eyes and lips. You both started to lean in but Travis stopped it before any happened. You started to feel upset because you wanted to kiss him so bad. You stepped away from each other and then Travis started to talk really fast.

"Look Y/N, I'm not too sure how much of this you'll understand but this is just too much to learn in Russian or to put into translate. But ever since we met and became teammates my world has changed so much. There's so much more happiness in it. You just make everything better. Even when we lose a game I'm still happy because I get to see you in the dressing room. Even if it takes me learning Russian in order to communicate with you, I will do it. I would do anything for you. I guess what I'm trying to say is..."

Travis couldn't finish his sentence because he was cut off by you smashing your lips into his.

"Woah" He whispered as you both pulled away

"I—I lo-love you" It didn't come out the way you hoped and practiced because you were nervous but you managed.

Travis looked down at you with a shocked look on his face. "Wait what did you say"

You blushed and repeated yourself "I love you" that time it came out a little more clearer

Travis laughed while he smiled. He was so proud of you for saying your first english sentence. He just didn't know what to say back.

Travis quickly grabbed your face and kissed you again and then pulled away.

"I love you too" he said to you

You smiled knowing exactly what he said and what it meant. You were so excited for what the future had in store for you two.