sidney crosby // for your daughter
requested by anon
warnings: mentions of cancer and missing parents
who: sidney crosby x reader
premise: your daughter uses her make a wish to meet the penguins and it ends up working out for you too
a/n: sorry this is short! let me know if you all want a part two!
You had absolutely no right to be nervous. Today was about your daughter, Ruby, the one good thing your ex had left you, and not you. Today was about Ruby meeting her heroes, the Pittsburgh Penguins, and absolutely, positively not about you meeting your long time celebrity crush Sidney Crosby. Except knowing that didn’t stop the nerves, in spite of your wishes.
You looked in the mirror of your car to put it in perspective, smiling at Ruby’s own smiling face. You hadn’t seen that smile in a long time, not since she had been diagnosed with Leukemia and her father, scared and cowardly, left the both of you at the hospital forever. The two years that followed had been tough and exhausting on the both of you, leaving you both in tears more days than not. But as of last week, Ruby was officially cancer free and life slowly began to return to normal.
Her head was still bare of her gorgeous golden ringlets, but her beautiful smile reminded you so much of the innocent bright eyed girl she once was. At age seven, she already resembled you so much, both in the way she spoke softly but sharply and her big, green eyes.
You would give anything to make her happy– no one deserved it more. So that’s why you questioned her a little when she told you what her never-used make a wish request was. You had always been a Penguins fan and you hoped that Ruby would be too, but you wanted to make sure that this decision to meet them was what she really wanted and not her trying to make you happy. When she didn’t relent after some light pushing, you decided she actually did want this and happily made the arrangements with the organization.
When you arrive at the arena, you hop out of the car and take a deep breath, smoothening your black sweater with your hands before getting out to get your daughter.
Ruby wore a small Malkin jersey, her favorite player, and dark wash jeans. She wore a black beanie on her bare head to protect herself from the cold and went to grab your hand as you walked in.
You hadn’t really known what to expect but what was waiting for you was better than you could have hoped: all of the Penguins were there, not just one or two, and they had the whole rink decorated especially for Ruby’s arrival. Light cheery music was playing in the background, and, within moments, Ruby, who had never been shy, was running away from you to put on her skates and go join the guys on the ice.
Not wanting to take attention from Ruby, you stayed off the ice, watching her skate and stumble around into the arms of all your favorite Pens.
You tried your best not to stare too much at Sidney Crosby (photos did not even do the man justice), but you definitely felt yourself taking a few looks. Eventually, Ruby skated up to him and spoke to him for awhile, giving your ogling eyes some justification. While they were chatting, your heart nearly burst when you saw how easily he interacted with her, laughing a few times and holding her small hand in his own. At one point, as you were smiling at the two of them, he looked up from her and caught your eyes, giving you a small smile. You thought you were going to pass out. When Ruby finished whatever it was she was saying, he gave her a big hug before taking her over to meet Geno.
After he did, he skated back, almost in your direction. As he got closer, it seemed he most certainly was heading in you direction. He couldn’t really be coming over to you, could h–
“Hi” he said, smiling with half of his mouth and sticking out a hand to shake yours.
“Hi” you somehow manage to retort back, certain that your face is a rosy pink at this point. You rush to shake his hand, trying to shake yourself of your senseless crush. You were 29 years old and a mother: you were not supposed to get teenage crushes like this.
Faking whatever confidence you could manage, you steadily brought your eyes up to meet his again before speaking.
“Thank you so much, you were great with her. It means a lot. I’m (Y/N) by the way, Ruby’s mom”
“I’m Sidney” he said, sheepishly, “but call me Sid”
“Sid” you repeat, testing out how the name easily rolls off your tongue.
“And the pleasure is mine”
“With Ruby. She’s amazing. You did an incredible job raising her”
Well damn you were blushing again. This man.
“I did the best I could on my own” you say, trying to sound humble.
“Ruby mentioned that”
They were only talking for five or so minutes and the topic of her father already came up?
“I mean I kind of asked her after she begged me to date you”
You were lucky you weren’t drinking anything right now because you were certain that if you were, you would have spit it out all over him.
“She told me you had a huge crush on me. And then asked if I would date you. Then she mentioned maybe me being her new dad. She also said she would be okay with having Geno as her dad but she knew you liked me better”
And you thought you were blushing before.
“Oh god” you say, laughing a little. So much for subtlety.
“It’s okay, it was endearing. So what do you say?”
“Well I’m definitely talking to Ruby about privacy tonight, that’s for sure.”
“Not to Ruby. To me. Asking you out?”
You didn’t even realize you hadn’t responded until Sidney started speaking again, seeming a little anxious.
“I mean we don’t have to, but if Ruby wasn’t lying, I think you are beautiful and lovely, (Y/N), and we’d have fun–”
“Well, I’d have to find a baby sitter” you say, smiling a little. Sidney turns to where Geno is happily twirling Ruby, laughing with her as he skates around.
“I think G would be more than happy to do it” Sid says, grinning ear to ear.
“Well okay then” you say, “for Ruby”
“For your daughter”