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It was a crisp, sunny afternoon in Vancouver, and the Canucks had just wrapped up their morning practice. The rink was bustling with energy as the players packed up and prepared to head out for the day, but there was an extra buzz in the air. Today, Quinn Hughes was doing something he hadn’t done before—showing off his precious little girl to the team. The guys had all met Lilly over FaceTime, of course, but nothing compared to seeing her in person.

Lilly was only a few months old, and though she was small, she had already stolen everyone’s heart. Her big blue eyes, her little button nose, and the tiny smile that she had—every single person who had met her, even through a screen, couldn’t help but fall in love.

Quinn had been talking about this moment for weeks, always excited to show his teammates the joy his daughter brought him. The plan was simple: after practice, the team would gather at a local restaurant, and Quinn would bring Lilly and Y/N along. It was a chance for Y/N to relax, to talk to the other wives and girlfriends (WAGs), and for Quinn to proudly show off their little girl.

Quinn was beaming as he held Lilly in his arms when he and Y/N arrived. Lilly was snuggled in a soft, pink blanket, her tiny hand wrapped around Quinn’s finger. She was dressed in a cute little onesie with her name embroidered on it, and her wispy blonde hair framed her face in the most adorable way. Y/N, looking effortlessly gorgeous in a cozy sweater and jeans, smiled warmly as she walked beside Quinn. She was relieved to be out of the house, enjoying a rare moment of relaxation without the constant demands of being a new mom. She knew Quinn had been looking forward to this all week, and she was excited to see him in his element, proud and beaming as he introduced their daughter to his teammates.

As soon as they entered the restaurant, the guys spotted them right away. Elias Pettersson was the first to jump up, grinning ear-to-ear, with Brock Boeser and JT Miller right behind him. They had all seen pictures and FaceTime calls, but there was something about holding Lilly in his arms that made it even more special.

“Quinn, buddy, she’s even cuter in person!” Elias exclaimed, his voice full of excitement as he walked over.

Quinn smiled, adjusting Lilly in his arms as he stepped forward to let the guys take a closer look. "I know, right? She’s already stealing my heart every single day."

Lilly, still half-asleep from her nap in the car, blinked up at the group of guys surrounding her, looking slightly confused but undeniably adorable. Brock crouched down to her level, his eyes wide with wonder as he looked at the tiny little girl.

“She’s perfect,” Brock whispered in awe. “You’ve got to be the luckiest guy on the planet, Quinn.”

“I’m definitely the luckiest,” Quinn said, his voice full of pride as he looked down at his daughter, then back up at his teammates. “She’s my world.”

As the guys crowded around to take turns holding Lilly, Y/N took a step back, happy to see Quinn in his element. She’d never seen him so at ease, so proud to show off their daughter. It was clear that the guys had a soft spot for Lilly, too.

Y/N found a cozy spot in the corner of the restaurant where she could chat with the other wives and girlfriends, her heart swelling as she listened to Quinn’s soft chuckles and the boys’ lighthearted teasing. She hadn’t realized how much she needed this time, this chance to talk freely and without interruption, to hear the other women’s experiences with their own children and hear stories of the guys' lives outside the rink.

“Quinn’s really smitten, isn’t he?” Tessa, Elias’ girlfriend, remarked with a knowing smile as she sipped on her water.

“Oh, you have no idea,” Y/N laughed softly, shaking her head. "He’s obsessed. Every time he sees Lilly do something new, he acts like it's the biggest achievement. Like when she smiled for the first time—it was like he’d just scored the winning goal."

“I can’t blame him,” Tessa said. “Lilly is so adorable. I’ve never seen Quinn look so proud. It’s actually kind of cute how much he loves her.”

Y/N smiled fondly. “I know. I mean, I knew he’d be a great dad, but seeing him like this... it’s better than I could have imagined.”

The other women nodded in agreement, and as the conversation turned to lighter topics—like the upcoming holidays and their favorite family traditions—the guys continued to fawn over Lilly. Quinn was like a proud peacock, strutting around the room with her in his arms, showing her off like she was the most precious thing in the world. The guys teased him, of course, but it was all in good fun.

“You know, Quinn,” JT teased as he held Lilly, “I think you’re more proud of her than you are of your last game-winning goal.”

“Not possible,” Quinn responded quickly, shaking his head, but there was no hiding the pride in his voice. “This little girl is my whole life now. You guys should see her smile when she wakes up from a nap. She lights up the whole room.”

“I’m sure she does,” Brock laughed. “But I’m still not convinced she’s not just looking for more snacks.”

“She’s not quite there yet, Brock,” Quinn laughed, rolling his eyes. “But trust me, when she’s ready, she’ll be eating all your snacks.”

Lilly, sensing the good energy in the room, let out a small giggle, and everyone’s attention immediately snapped back to her. It was as if her little giggle could light up the entire room, and it certainly had that effect on everyone.

“See? She already has the boys wrapped around her finger,” Y/N said with a smile, watching as Quinn looked down at his daughter with an expression so full of love it made her heart skip a beat.

It wasn’t long before Quinn handed Lilly back to Y/N, who smiled warmly at her husband. She could see how much he loved their daughter, how every second spent with her made him glow.

“Are you having fun, babe?” Y/N asked softly as she kissed Lilly’s forehead.

“Best day ever,” Quinn responded, sitting down next to her. “It’s nice to be able to share this with the guys, and it’s nice that you’re getting to relax and talk with the other WAGs, too.”

Y/N smiled, her heart swelling with affection for both of them. “I am. It’s perfect, really. Just us, and our little girl.”

They shared a quiet moment, watching Lilly as she rested peacefully in her mother’s arms, surrounded by the love of Quinn, his teammates, and their little circle of family and friends. It was a moment to remember—full of laughter, joy, and the warm feeling of having everything they needed right here.

“Come on, let’s go home,” Quinn said after a while, standing up and offering his hand to Y/N. “We’ve got our little girl and a lifetime ahead of us.”

Y/N took his hand, squeezing it gently. “Home sounds perfect.”

And with that, the three of them—Quinn, Y/N, and Lilly—left the restaurant, ready to enjoy the quiet comfort of home, knowing that, no matter where the road took them, they had each other. And in that moment, there was no place else they'd rather be.

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The hum of excitement filled Rogers Arena as fans streamed in, donning their blue and green Canucks jerseys. Among the sea of supporters, Y/N stood out, balancing a squirming little boy on her hip. Nate, their two-year-old son, was dressed in a miniature Quinn Hughes jersey, complete with the number 43 on the back. His eyes sparkled with curiosity as he took in the bustling arena around him.

“This place is huge, huh, buddy?” Y/N murmured, kissing the top of his head.

Nate responded with a series of excited babbles, pointing at the ice. “Daddy! Daddy!”

Y/N laughed. “We’ll see Daddy soon, Nate. Let’s get to our seats first.”

They made their way down to a prime spot near the glass, a perfect view for Nate’s first hockey game. Y/N settled into her seat, setting Nate on her lap. The little boy immediately leaned forward, pressing his tiny hands against the cool glass.

The Canucks were warming up on the ice, and Y/N spotted Quinn almost instantly. His smooth skating and effortless puck handling made him stand out. He glanced toward the stands, searching, and when his eyes landed on Y/N and Nate, his face lit up with a smile.

“Daddy!” Nate squealed, banging his hands on the glass with enthusiasm.

Quinn skated over, tapping his stick lightly against the glass in front of Nate. The toddler’s laughter was infectious, drawing smiles from fans seated nearby.

Y/N waved, holding up Nate’s hand to wave too. “Say hi to Daddy!”

“Hi, Daddy!” Nate shouted, his little voice muffled by the glass.

Quinn chuckled, then skated to the bench, where he grabbed a puck. Skating back, he tossed it gently over the glass, aiming it perfectly into Y/N’s hands.

“For Nate,” he mouthed, giving them a wink.

Y/N showed the puck to Nate, who clutched it tightly in his tiny hands. “Look, Nate! Daddy gave you a puck!”

The little boy held it up proudly, his eyes wide. “Daddy’s puck!”

The warmups continued, but Nate’s attention stayed fixed on Quinn. He clapped his hands every time his dad skated by, cheering loudly with an energy that belied his small size.

“Can’t wait to tell Daddy how good he’s doing, huh?” Y/N whispered in Nate’s ear, earning a giggle from the boy.

When the game began, the excitement only grew. Nate bounced on Y/N’s lap, clapping his hands along with the crowd. Every time the Canucks scored, he’d throw his arms up in the air, mimicking the celebration he saw on the ice.

By the second intermission, Y/N could tell Nate was getting a bit tired. His eyelids drooped, and his head rested against her shoulder, but his little hands still clung to the puck as if it were his most prized possession.

During the third period, with the Canucks holding a narrow lead, Quinn made a great defensive play, stealing the puck and sending it down the ice. The crowd roared, and even Nate, despite his fatigue, perked up, clapping his hands slowly.

When the final horn sounded, signaling a Canucks win, Y/N stood, holding Nate up so he could see the ice better. Quinn and his teammates skated around, waving to the crowd. He stopped near their section again, tapping his stick on the ice and pointing up at Nate.

“Wave to Daddy one more time,” Y/N encouraged, helping Nate lift his hand.

“Bye-bye, Daddy!” Nate called out, his voice sleepy but full of love.

Quinn grinned, giving them a final wave before disappearing down the tunnel.

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Later that evening, back at home, Quinn sat on the couch with Nate nestled against him. The little boy was clutching his puck tightly, his eyes half-closed as he fought off sleep.

“You were my good luck charm tonight, buddy,” Quinn said softly, running a hand through Nate’s dark hair.

Y/N sat beside them, her head resting on Quinn’s shoulder. “He was so excited the whole time. You should’ve seen how he was cheering for you.”

Quinn smiled, leaning over to kiss Y/N’s temple. “I saw. Thanks for bringing him tonight. It meant a lot.”

Y/N smiled back. “It was perfect. He’s going to be your biggest fan, you know.”

Quinn looked down at his son, who was now fast asleep, the puck still clutched tightly in his little hands. “He already is,” he whispered, his heart full.

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