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Nico hischier x reader

It was a crisp January evening, and Y/N Hischier was bustling around their house, putting the final touches on a surprise birthday party for Nico. It was his 26th birthday, and she wanted to make it extra special. Over the past week, she’d secretly coordinated with Nico’s teammates, planning every detail down to the Swiss-themed cake as a nod to his heritage.

The house was adorned with soft string lights, candles, and red and white decorations, reflecting the colors of the Swiss flag and the Devils. In the living room, a large "Happy Birthday Nico!" banner hung proudly above the fireplace, with pictures of him from different stages of his hockey career pinned underneath.

Lilly and Nick, the couple's 2-year-old twins, were running around in miniature Devils jerseys with “Daddy” and Nico’s number 13 on the back. Lilly was clutching a red balloon tightly, while Nick toddled after her, giggling uncontrollably.

“Lilly, Nick, come here!” Y/N called, kneeling down to adjust their little party hats. “Remember, when Daddy comes home, we’re all going to yell, ‘Surprise!’ okay?”

“’Prise!” Nick squealed, clapping his hands.

Y/N smiled, scooping him up and planting a kiss on his cheek. “That’s right, baby boy.”

The team began arriving shortly after, each player bringing gifts and good spirits. Jack Hughes was the first through the door, carrying an oversized stuffed bear for the twins. “Where’s the birthday boy?” he asked with a grin, ruffling Nick’s hair.

“Not home yet,” Y/N said, ushering him inside. “He thinks we’re just having a quiet dinner.”

As more of the team trickled in, the house filled with laughter, chatter, and the smell of Swiss fondue that Y/N had prepared in honor of Nico’s roots. Dougie Hamilton and Jesper Bratt were in charge of setting up the food, while Jack and Luke Hughes kept the twins entertained, playing a mini hockey game in the hallway.

Finally, Y/N got the text she’d been waiting for: “On my way home. Be there in 10.”

“Alright, everyone! Places!” she called out, turning off the lights.

The room went quiet as the front door opened. Nico stepped inside, his hockey bag slung over his shoulder. He froze when the lights flicked on and everyone yelled, “Surprise!”

His eyes widened, a grin spreading across his face as he took in the room filled with his teammates, balloons, and his family. “What—? How did you—?!”

Y/N walked up to him, smiling as she wrapped her arms around his neck. “Happy birthday, my love. You didn’t think I’d let your day go by without a little celebration, did you?”

Nico laughed, pulling her close and pressing a kiss to her forehead. “You’re amazing,” he said, his voice soft.

“Daddy!” Lilly and Nick ran up to him, their little arms outstretched. Nico scooped them up, one in each arm, his heart melting at the sight of their happy faces. “You guys planned this, huh?” he teased, kissing each of their cheeks.

The party was in full swing soon after. The team gathered around the dining table to sing happy birthday, with Nico blowing out the candles on his Swiss chocolate cake. Y/N had added a small, playful touch—a tiny fondue pot as the cake topper.

“What’d you wish for?” Jack asked, elbowing Nico as he cut the cake.

Nico chuckled, glancing at Y/N and the twins. “I think I’ve got everything I could ever wish for.”

After the cake, the evening turned into a mix of games, stories, and laughter. The twins were the center of attention, especially when Nick tried to “help” Dougie with his plate of fondue, resulting in a small cheese spill that had everyone in stitches.

As the night wound down, Nico found himself sitting on the couch with Y/N, Lilly asleep in his lap and Nick dozing off in hers. His teammates were still chatting and laughing in the background, but his focus was entirely on his little family.

“Thank you for this,” he whispered, leaning his head against hers. “You always know how to make me feel so loved.”

Y/N smiled, her heart swelling with happiness. “You deserve it, Nico. You make every day special for us. This is just my way of showing you how much we love you.”

He kissed her softly, his lips lingering against hers. “Best birthday ever,” he murmured.

Y/N laughed quietly, running her fingers through Nick’s hair. “Just wait until next year.”

And with that, Nico leaned back, soaking in the warmth of the moment—the love of his wife, the sound of his friends, and the quiet hum of happiness that filled the room.

It was, without a doubt, a birthday to remember.

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café on the corner

featuring ➯ nico hischier x female reader :

word count ➯ 2k words

summary ➯ nico and you have seen each other for a while from the little cafe, but what happens when you both start catching an attraction with one another :

genre ➯ fluff, angst, cute :

note ➯ if you like this, it could be a possible series , just let me know what you think !!

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✎ᝰ.📓🗒ˎˊ˗ 11.17.24 ~

you worked at the little café right by the prudential center, as you had a crush on the captain of the hockey team called the new jersey devils.

you never were able to go to a game due to work and taking care of your three-year-old daughter. you had to bring her to the daycare inside of the arena, you were so blessed to have childcare, near work

you have always wanted to go to a game, you never had the time because you got off after games or even during games but you loved hearing and watching highlights.

you saw nico walk up to the café by the prudential center he ordered his usual black americano

you were so nervous to talk to him. you froze whenever you were done making his coffee and calling it out to him, your coworker knew, she was your best friend.

your best friend was dating jack hughes the member of the devil’s team player, who so happened to be the alternate captain and nico’s best friend.

nico was a regular at the café, so you constantly always saw him. so, you know what he always got, so this time you decided to surprise him by saying.

“good morning neeks, your usual?” you ask him, he smiled as you called him by his nickname that was now becoming popular, he nodded his head. “you know it.” he says, nodding his head with a big smile on his face.

you begin to make his usual ice americano, as you are focused on making his coffee. he asked a question you were not expecting him to ask.

“hey, have you ever been to a devil’s game?” he asked you, as you look up from finishing his coffee and shake your head, then you hand him his drink. “i haven’t actually i work a lot and take care of my daughter.” you say, as you lean against the counter.

“how about, i get you and your daughter a ticket? it would be nice to see you in the stands.” he says, smiling as he grabbed the coffee with tender and gentle looking eyes.

“i would greatly appreciate that, she loves you guys it would be fun.” you reply, smiling as he grabs his coffee. “ok, just let me know when you are off work and ill get you tickets.” nico says, smiling as he walked off with his coffee at hand.

as the days went on, you saw nico come into the coffee shop on saturday, you smiled at him. “i was able to get a day off, do you guys have a game this weekend?” you ask, as you were excited to seeing the game for the first time with your daughter.

“hey, you.” he says, smiling as he walked up to the counter to have a conversation with you. “yeah, we just so happen have a game this sunday, speaking of. i was able to score tickets for you two.” nico answers as he smiled showing his dimples, he was really starting to grow fond of her, increasingly each day.

“ok, i am off that day which works perfectly for us to go to the game. wait really? you did not have to do that” you say, smiling as you could not hold the tears of excitement and happiness in. luckily you were able to keep your composure, but you could not believe that he would do that for you.

“i was also able to get you two something even cooler than tickets.” he says to you, as you were shocked by there being another thing that he got you. “i was able to get you two, your very on jersey. with my name and number on it.” nico says, showing you the big jersey clearly for you, and the one just the perfect size for a three-year-old.

you break into tears at this point, you could not believe your eyes, you walk around the counter, and hug him. he hugs you back, rubbing your back as he smiles. “thank you so much, you don’t have to do this.” you say to him as he pulled away to look you in the eyes, as he wiped a tear from your cheek.

“do not thank me, i did it because i wanted to.” he says, smiling as he hugged you one last time, as he rubbed your back again. you walk back to the the counter where you take orders, as you smiled and charge him for his usual order. “you’re really the best.” You say to him, as you make his coffee, your feelings that you had for him just became an even bigger crush as he did this sweet gesture not just for you, but for your daughter.

as you hand him his coffee, you go to put the jerseys he gave you, inside your car as you did not want to mess them up nor lose them.

nico spotted you and your daughter in the stands during warm-ups, waving enthusiastically at them. he skated over after his warm-up, still catching his breath. "hey, glad you guys could make it! hope you enjoy the game," he said with a big smile, feeling grateful for their presence.

you smiled as she waved at him during warmups, your daughter was smiling ear to ear, she was a huge fan of the devils.

“of course, i did, i can’t pass on an opportunity to see you guys play.” you admit smiling as you looked at your daughter.

your daughter smiled as you waved at nico and got all giddy she may be like her mom and have a thing for nico, but your daughter was a hughes fan of curtis lazar

“thank you again nico, ill pay you back, weather you say no or not.” you admit while smiling.

nico chuckled at your determination to repay him. "no need to worry about that, just enjoy the game tonight," he said warmly, appreciating her sincerity. he glanced at your daughter, noticing her excitement, and it warmed his heart to see their enthusiasm for the game. "ill catch you after the game, have fun!" he added before returning to the ice for the match.

after the game, nico skated over to where you and your daughter were seated, a wide grin on his face. "hey, did you enjoy the game?" he asked, a twinkle of excitement in his eyes. he was happy to have played well and even happier to see the joy on their faces.

you nodded as she smiled. you enjoyed the game, especially the win.

“i had fun, you did great” your daughter says, smiling as she jumped up and down while she looked at nico.

“i also enjoyed the game, you were fantastic, and the team was very good.” you say, smiling as you investigate nico’s eyes, as you smiled picked up your daughter.

nico beamed at their praise, feeling a sense of accomplishment. "thanks, i’m glad you both had a good time. it means a lot to me," he said sincerely, appreciating their support. He ruffled your daughter’s, hair gently giving you a warm smile. "hopefully we can do it again soon," he added before heading back to the locker room, feeling grateful for their presence.

you head to the bathroom with your daughter so she could use the bathroom before the long trip home. as you walked out of the bathroom and made your way to the parking garage with your daughter in your arms.

“mommy im sweepy.” your daughter says, she rubbed her little eyes, as she yawned. “its ok baby, we can get you in the car, and you can sleep the whole way home this time.” you say, smiling as you kissed her cheek.

you were walking in the parking garage trying to remember where she parked

as you were trying to find your parked car, you heard footsteps behind you.

to your surprise it was nico who was the one behind you.

nico caught up to you in the parking garage, a smile gracing his lips. "hey, need some help finding your car?" he offered, his eyes warm and friendly.

“oh uh yes, that would be helpful. shes getting a bit heavy.” you say shyly, as you held your close. you kept looking as your daughter as you were able to finally find your car parked all the way in the back of everyone’s car.

“thank you, for you help and a good game.” you say, smiling. nico walked with you to your car, a warm feeling spreading through him as he helped you. "it was my pleasure, really. i am glad you and your daughter could make it tonight, what is her name?" he says/asked genuinely, his eyes showing his appreciation. “her name is ariella.” you tell him, “that is a beautiful name.” he says, as get in the car, ready to drive off, he gathered his courage. "hey, would you like to grab dinner sometime? just the three of us?" he asked, a hopeful look in his eyes.

you smile as you placed ariella in her car seat as she buckled her in to make sure shes safe and secured.

you turned around to look at nico as he was saying it was a pleasure to have them there. “im glad we could make it as well.” you say, as you did not know what to say. you never had a guy into you, let alone being ok with you having a daughter.

“oh, uhm yes, i would like that. i can find someone to watch her unless you do not mind and want her to come.” you say, as you looked back up at nico.

nico smiled at you respond, feeling a surge of happiness at her willingness to spend more time together. "I don't mind at all if ariella comes. in fact, i would love to get to know her better too," he said warmly, his eyes sparkling with excitement. he was looking forward to the dinner and the chance to learn more about both you and ariella.

You smile as she nodded her head, you were shocked that he would not mind your daughter coming you were glad because your daughter meant a lot to you, and you would do anything for her.

“yeah, i don’t mind going for dinner. she would also like it too.” hannah says, answering for her and ariella, you look at your through the window as you smile.

“you are sweet, you don’t have to do this, but you do.” you say, smiling as you was starting to like him a little more than she did before.

you realized you did not have his number so you would have your friend make her boyfriend who is nico’s best friend text him.

nico grinned at your response, feeling a sense of warmth at the prospect of getting to know both her and ariella better. "i’m looking forward to it. and hey, it is no trouble at all. i genuinely want to spend time with you both," he said sincerely, feeling a connection growing between them. he leaned in slightly, a playful glint in his eyes. "i’ll text you the details for dinner," he added, before taking a step back, already excited for their upcoming meeting.

“wait, we don’t have each others' numbers” you say to him, as you chuckle and smile. you smiled and took her phone out for him to input his phone number, you never really met a guy you were into that wanted to get to know you or ariella. “that means a lot to us. we cannot wait to have dinner with you.” you say, smiling.

Omg yesss thank you so much for the request I hope you like it

Love in Motion | Nico hischier

Nico hischier x reader

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This is my first time writing smut so I hope you guys like it

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It's a beautiful, sunny afternoon, and Nico is home from practice. Y/N greets him at the door with a kiss, and their chemistry is palpable.

Y/N playfully pushes Nico onto the bed and starts to undress, teasing him with glimpses of her body. Y/N straddles Nico, grinding against him. He reaches up and cups her breasts, taking a nipple into his mouth.

Y/N moans, wrapping her legs around him. They start to move in rhythm, kissing passionately. Nico gets up and takes his shirt off as y/n looks at his nice defined abs. Nico catches her staring at his chest and smirks. He hovers over her and y/n puts her hands on his chest feeling his abs.

Nico hissed as his rock-hard dick slid inside her, her nails digging into his chest as she took him in, inch by inch. His hips slammed against her as he fucked her hard, his balls slapping her pussy as he took her to new heights.

Y/n’s breathing picked up as he continued to slam into her, each thrust more intense than the last. Her heart raced, her body covered in a thin layer of sweat as she took him, loving every moment of it.

Nico reached down, his fingers finding her clit as he began to circle it, making her gasp. “Fuck yes, Nico,” she cried out, her legs wrapping around him as he continued to thrust into her.

Her pussy tightened around his dick as she came, her body shaking as he continued to fuck her. He groaned, his thrusts getting erratic as he took her, finally coming with a loud cry of his own.

Nico collapsed on top of her, his breathing labored as they both came down from their high. Y/n ran her fingers through his hair, a satisfied smile on her face as she looked up at him.

“That was amazing, Nico,” she whispered, pressing a kiss to his cheek. He smiled down at her, his eyes soft.

“Anything for you, Y/n,” he replied, before capturing her lips in a deep, passionate kiss. As they kissed, Y/n knew that no matter what, she would always have Nico, and he would always have her. They were meant to be, and nothing would ever change that.

Nico pulled out of her, rolling over onto his back as he caught his breath. Y/n snuggled up against him, her head resting on his chest as she listened to his heartbeat. She ran her fingers over his abs, feeling the muscles ripple under her touch.

“You’re so fucking hot, Nico,” she murmured, pressing a kiss to his chest. He chuckled, his fingers tracing patterns on her back.

“And you’re so fucking beautiful, Y/n,” he replied, before pulling her in for another kiss. They lay there for a while, just enjoying each other’s company, before Nico finally sat up.

“I’m gonna go grab us some water,” he said, pressing a kiss to her forehead before standing up. Y/n watched him go, her eyes following his toned ass as he walked away. She couldn’t help but feel a little smug, knowing that she had the hottest husband in the world.

Nico returned a few minutes later, two bottles of water in his hands. He handed one to Y/n, before sitting down next to her on the bed. They drank in silence for a moment, before Y/n spoke up.

“Nico, can you do something for me?” she asked, her voice soft. He looked down at her, his eyes filled with concern.

“Of course, Y/n. What is it?” he asked, his voice gentle. Y/n took a deep breath, before speaking.

“I want you to take care of me,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. Nico’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion, before he nodded.

“Okay, Y/n. I’ll take care of you. What do you need?” he asked, his voice soft. Y/n looked up at him, her eyes filled with tears.

“I need you to hold me. I need you to make me feel safe. I need you to remind me that I’m not alone,” she said, her voice shaking. Nico’s heart broke at the sight of her tears, and he pulled her into his arms, holding her tight.

“I’ve got you, Y/n. I’m always here for you. You’re never alone. I’ll always take care of you,” he whispered, pressing a kiss to her forehead. Y/n cried for a few more minutes, before finally calming down.

Nico held her until she fell asleep, his arms wrapped around her as he watched her sleep. He knew that she had been through a lot lately, and he was determined to be there for her, no matter what.

As he watched her sleep, Nico couldn’t help but feel grateful for the woman in his arms. She was his rock, his everything, and he would do anything for her. He knew that their love was strong, and nothing would ever break it.

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The arena buzzed with anticipation as fans filed into their seats, but for Y/N Hischier, it was a special night. With her toddler twins, Lilly and Nick, in tow, she made her way to their seats, each child proudly donning miniature New Jersey Devils jerseys. On the back of each tiny jersey was the word “Daddy” above the unmistakable number 13.

“Are we going to see Daddy play?” Y/N asked, adjusting Nick’s jersey as he tugged at his sleeve.

“Yeah! Go, Daddy!” Lilly cheered, clapping her tiny hands, her enthusiasm drawing smiles from the fans around them.

Y/N laughed, hoisting Lilly onto her hip while Nick held onto her free hand. As they reached their seats, the sight of the ice had both twins wide-eyed with wonder. The arena lights sparkled against the pristine surface, and the sound of skates cutting into the ice echoed through the air.

The warmups began, and Nico skated onto the ice. The moment Lilly and Nick spotted him, they squealed with delight.

“Daddy! Daddy!” they shouted in unison, their little voices carrying over the noise.

Nico heard them almost immediately. He turned his head, his face breaking into a broad smile as he spotted his family. He skated closer to their side of the glass, giving a small wave. Nick jumped up and down, trying to get closer, while Lilly pressed her hands against the glass, giggling uncontrollably.

Y/N leaned down to their level. “Look, Daddy’s waving at you!”

The twins waved back furiously, their faces lit up with joy. Nico tapped his stick against the glass in front of them, his smile never fading.

“Daddy’s gonna score a goal tonight,” Y/N whispered to them with a wink, making the twins cheer even louder.

As the game began, Lilly and Nick were glued to the action. Every time Nico came onto the ice, they’d point and yell, “There’s Daddy!” Y/N couldn’t help but laugh, her heart full seeing how much they adored their father.

Midway through the second period, the Devils were on a power play. Nico, ever the captain, found the perfect opportunity. He weaved through the defense and took a clean shot—goal!

The arena erupted, and so did Lilly and Nick.

“Daddy scored! Daddy scored!” they screamed, bouncing in their seats.

Nico pointed up toward their section as he skated by, acknowledging his little cheerleaders. Y/N captured the moment on her phone, knowing it was one they’d treasure forever.

By the end of the game, the Devils had secured a solid win, and Nico was named one of the stars of the night. After his on-ice interviews, he made his way to where Y/N and the twins were waiting. Security allowed him to come over, and he scooped both Lilly and Nick into his arms.

“You guys were my lucky charm tonight,” he said, kissing each of their foreheads.

Nick beamed. “We wear Daddy’s jersey!”

“I see that,” Nico said, chuckling as he admired their matching outfits. “Best jerseys in the whole arena.”

Y/N smiled, leaning in to kiss Nico. “They were your biggest fans tonight.”

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Celebrating Victory, Together | Nico hischier

Nico hischier x reader

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The city was alive with celebration. The streets of New Jersey were filled with the hum of excitement, honking horns, and the sounds of people cheering. The Devils had just won the Stanley Cup, and for Nico Hischier, it was a dream come true. The young captain had led his team to the ultimate victory, but that night, the true celebration wasn’t just about hockey—it was about love, passion, and the promise of a new chapter.

Nico’s girlfriend, Y/N, was everything he had ever dreamed of. A world-renowned model, her beauty was unmatched, but it was her heart, her spirit, and her undying support that had captivated him from the start. She’d been there for him through thick and thin, standing by his side even when the road got tough. And now, after the biggest victory of his career, she was here to celebrate with him, her laughter mixing with the cheers of the crowd as they poured out of the arena and into the night.

The victory party was one of the most anticipated events of the year, and it didn’t disappoint. The venue was packed with players, coaches, staff, and even some celebrities. Champagne flowed freely, and the music was a blur of beats and bass that kept the energy electric. Nico and Y/N arrived together, her arm wrapped around his as they made their way through the sea of people.

Her outfit was breathtaking. A sleek black dress that clung to her curves, sparkling with a subtle shimmer under the club lights. Her long hair, usually so perfectly styled, was slightly undone from the excitement, waves of it cascading around her shoulders. Nico couldn’t help but smile when he saw her, his heart swelling with pride. She was his, and tonight was going to be unforgettable.

They were showered with congratulations from friends and teammates as they settled into the party. Nico’s teammates, his brothers, slapped him on the back, holding their beers high in the air, celebrating their shared success. Y/N, ever the social butterfly, made her way through the crowd, laughing and chatting with everyone, but her eyes always returning to Nico, her rock.

As the night wore on, the drinks flowed a little more freely. The energy in the club grew louder, more chaotic. Nico, although a little buzzed, remained focused. He didn’t want to get too drunk—not when he had her by his side, not when tonight was meant to be special. He kept an eye on Y/N, who, after a couple of rounds of cocktails, was starting to let loose more than he’d expected. Her laughter echoed through the space, her face flushed from the alcohol, her cheeks pink like she’d been kissed by the warmth of the evening sun.

“You okay?” Nico asked, leaning in close as he wrapped an arm around her waist.

“I’m fine!” Y/N giggled, brushing a strand of hair out of her face. “Just celebrating with my favorite hockey player.” She playfully poked his chest, and Nico couldn’t help but smile. There was nothing like seeing her so carefree, but he knew her limits.

A few more rounds of shots later, and Y/N was definitely more than tipsy. Her steps were a little wobbly, and she had to lean into Nico more than usual to stay upright. The club had become a whirlwind of bodies and flashing lights, and she seemed to be caught in the middle of it all.

“You sure you’re good?” Nico asked, his voice a mix of concern and affection. Her face was now flushed red, and her hair—usually so sleek—had started to frizz out of control, waves falling over her face.

“I’m perfect,” she slurred, a goofy grin spreading across her face. “I’m just... so happy, baby. You won!”

“I did,” Nico said, giving her a soft kiss on the cheek. “And I’m glad you’re here to celebrate with me.”

“Of course, I wouldn’t miss it,” she said, her voice full of warmth.

But Nico could see she was starting to get more unsteady on her feet. He helped guide her through the crowd toward the exit, his arm securely around her waist as she leaned into him for support. Her heels clicked against the floor as they made their way outside, and the cool night air hit their faces. Nico’s breath was warm as he pulled her closer, helping her stay upright as she swayed.

“Okay, let’s get you to the car,” Nico said, his tone protective. He glanced around at the cars waiting nearby, his hand steady on her waist as they made their way through the parking lot.

Y/N’s hair was a mess, strands sticking out in all directions, but she didn’t seem to care. Her flushed face was an adorable mixture of embarrassment and happiness. She giggled every time she looked at him, her eyes glazed but still bright with affection.

“You’re so strong,” she whispered, looking up at Nico through half-lidded eyes. “I feel like I’m gonna fall over...”

“Don’t worry,” Nico replied softly. “I’ve got you.”

They reached the car, and Nico helped her into the passenger seat, closing the door behind her before walking around to the driver’s side. He could feel the weight of the night’s excitement settling on him as he slid into the driver’s seat, his hands slightly unsteady on the wheel, but not nearly as much as Y/N’s. The drive home was quiet, the only sound being the soft hum of the engine as Nico kept glancing over at her. She had her eyes closed, resting her head against the window, her lips curved into a content smile.

Once they got home, Nico helped Y/N out of the car, his arm around her waist again as they made their way up to the door of their apartment. She stumbled a little, but Nico’s grip was firm, guiding her every step of the way. He unlocked the door with a quiet click and led her inside.

“Okay, we’re almost there,” he said gently as he guided her toward the bathroom.

“I can’t believe we won...” Y/N murmured, her voice full of exhaustion and happiness. “You’re a champion, Nico. My champion.”

Nico chuckled softly, helping her sit on the edge of the bathtub. “Let’s get you ready for bed, okay?”

With the patience he’d learned over the years, Nico helped Y/N out of her dress, carefully unzipping the back and slipping it off her shoulders. Her skin was warm, her movements sluggish as she tried to help, but Nico made sure to take his time, making sure she was comfortable. He couldn’t help but smile as he noticed her frizzy hair, the way it seemed to have a mind of its own now, and how her face was flushed with a mix of alcohol and excitement.

Once she was in her pajamas, Nico guided her to the bed, where she collapsed with a soft laugh, her eyes fluttering shut. “I love you, Nico,” she whispered, her voice thick with emotion.

“I love you too,” Nico replied, brushing a stray lock of hair from her face. “Get some rest. Tomorrow’s another day.”

He kissed her forehead gently, tucking the blanket around her, and stayed by her side, his hand resting on her waist as she drifted into a peaceful sleep.

Nico hischer x reader

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It was an ordinary Tuesday morning in Newark, New Jersey, when Nico Hischier first walked into *Maggie’s Corner Café*—a quaint, family-owned spot nestled just down the street from the Prudential Center. The place had an old-school charm, with mismatched furniture, the hum of indie music in the background, and the comforting aroma of freshly brewed coffee filling the air. It was a cozy hideaway, a far cry from the bustling streets just outside.

Y/N had been working there for a few months, ever since she moved to the city. She loved the routine—the familiar faces who came in for their daily fix of caffeine and conversation. Then, one day, Nico Hischier walked in.

He wasn’t wearing his Devils jersey, just a hoodie and a baseball cap, trying to blend in with the regulars. He ordered a black coffee with a shot of espresso. Simple. Direct.

"Coming right up," Y/N said, smiling at him without thinking too much of it. He was just another customer.

But the next day, Nico was back. And the next. Every morning, at exactly the same time, he’d walk in, and she’d already know what to make for him.

“Good morning, Neeks, your usual?” she’d say, her voice light and familiar.

Nico would chuckle, his eyes sparkling as he leaned against the counter. “You know it.”

It became their unspoken routine. While Nico’s fame followed him everywhere else, in the café, he was just a guy who loved a good cup of coffee. He’d sip it slowly, chat about the weather or the team, and then slip out just as quietly as he came.

But one morning, everything changed.

Nico walked in with an entourage. His teammates. They filled up the small café, taking seats at the corner booth and laughing amongst themselves. Y/N’s eyes widened in surprise, but she didn’t let it show. She greeted them all with a friendly smile, jotting down their coffee orders.

Nico leaned over the counter, his voice lowered but full of intention. “We’re getting coffee for the whole team today.”

Y/N raised an eyebrow, her smile still warm. “Okay... what can I get for you guys?”

Each player had their own preferences—lattes, cappuccinos, iced coffees—and Y/N moved quickly to get their orders just right. Nico stayed close, watching her work, a hint of pride in his eyes.

When she handed them their drinks, Nico pushed a stack of bills toward her. “For the team. They’ll be back. Keep doing what you’re doing.”

Y/N glanced down at the money, a little stunned. “You’re... seriously?”

“Yeah.” Nico smiled, his tone serious but kind. “The boys love your coffee. Trust me, it’s not just the caffeine.”

The team’s visits became more frequent after that. The café buzzed with excitement, not just from the regulars, but from the growing crowd of fans who started coming in, hoping to catch a glimpse of a player or hear an inside joke. As word spread, the New Jersey Devils started supporting the café, covering the costs to help it stay afloat. The little family-run café that once struggled to keep the doors open was now thriving, thanks to Nico’s quiet generosity.

One afternoon, as Nico sat by the window, Y/N came over to check on him, setting down a fresh cup of coffee.

“You’re always here,” she teased, a smile tugging at the corner of her lips. “Don’t you have a game to get to?”

“I do,” Nico replied, his voice low, “but I had to stop by. Got something for you.”

He handed her a small envelope. She took it, surprised. Inside was a note with the Devils logo on it.

“We’re sponsoring the café now,” he explained, watching her face as she processed the words. “The team wants to make sure you stay here for a long time.”

Y/N’s heart skipped. “Wait, really? You—you did this?”

Nico shrugged, a modest smile crossing his face. “It’s nothing. You’ve built something great here. We just wanted to help.”

A wave of emotion hit her. It wasn’t just about the business—it was about Nico’s belief in her, in the place she’d built with her own two hands. She couldn’t find the words to thank him, so she just nodded, touched.

And then, one evening, after another high-energy game, Nico found her sitting at the café, the place quieter than usual as the evening rush had passed. The lights above the counter were warm, the late-night hum of the city outside making everything feel a little more intimate.

“Hey,” Nico said, his voice soft. “Did you enjoy the game?”

“It was amazing,” she replied, smiling at him. “I never thought I’d be sitting courtside, watching you score.”

Nico grinned, his gaze lingering on her a moment longer than usual. “I think I made a goal just for you.”

Y/N laughed, shaking her head. “You didn’t have to. But thank you. It was... special.”

There was a quiet pause, and then, without another word, Nico stepped closer. His hand gently brushed against hers on the counter. The touch was electric, simple, but full of intent.

“Y/N,” he said, his voice a little unsure, like he was testing the waters. “I know this is a little crazy, but... I like spending time with you. More than just coffee and small talk.”

Y/N’s breath caught in her throat, her heart racing. “I like it too, Neeks.”

His name was a soft whisper on her lips. And that was all it took. The distance between them vanished in an instant, and Nico’s lips found hers in a kiss that was slow at first, almost tentative, as if they were both savoring the moment. It was gentle but filled with all the words neither of them had said yet—the unspoken truth of what had been building for months.

When they pulled apart, both of them were smiling, their eyes locking in a way that felt new but also familiar.

“Good morning, Neeks,” Y/N whispered, her voice soft and full of meaning. “Your usual?”

Nico chuckled, his thumb gently tracing her hand. “You know it,” he replied, his voice low, but there was no mistaking the smile on his lips.

Nico hischer x reader

So this one has some German in it

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The buzz in the arena was palpable as fans eagerly gathered for warmups. Nico Hischier skated onto the ice, his eyes scanning the sea of faces and signs pressed against the glass. Some were typical: “Go Devils!” and “Marry Me, Nico!” But one sign stood out, written in bold German:

**"Nico, testet mich auf Deutsch, ob ich alles richtig sagen kann, dann bekomme ich einen Puck. Wenn du gewinnst, bekommst du 20 $."**

Nico grinned. He loved seeing fans embrace his native language, and this challenge intrigued him. As he looped around the ice, he made his way toward the girl holding the sign. She was bundled in a Devils hoodie, her cheeks flushed with excitement. Nico tapped his stick against the glass, catching her attention. Her eyes widened, and she started jumping up and down, her enthusiasm infectious.

He leaned in, his voice muffled slightly by the glass. “Du willst also auf Deutsch getestet werden?” His eyes sparkled with amusement.

The girl nodded eagerly. “Ja! Ich bin bereit.”

Nico chuckled, resting his stick on his shoulder as he thought of a quick question. “Okay, wie sagt man auf Deutsch: ‘I love watching hockey’?”

She didn’t miss a beat. “Ich liebe es, Eishockey zu schauen.”

Nico tilted his head, clearly impressed. “Nicht schlecht. Noch eine: Was bedeutet ‘Schlittschuhe’?”

She grinned, her confidence growing. “Skates!”

“Sehr gut!” Nico smiled, leaning in closer. “Aber weißt du was? Statt einem Puck… wie wäre es mit meiner Nummer und meinem Schläger?”

Her jaw dropped, and her cheeks turned an even deeper shade of pink. “Wirklich?” she whispered, her voice full of disbelief.

“Wirklich,” Nico replied with a wink before skating off to finish warmups.

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Throughout the game, Y/N’s heart raced every time Nico was on the ice. He was playing with a fire she hadn’t seen before, skating hard, passing sharply, and even getting an assist. When the final buzzer sounded, the Devils had secured a hard-fought win.

True to his word, Nico skated over to the bench, grabbed his stick, and wrote his number on the shaft with a bold Sharpie. With a sly smile, he tossed it over the glass right to her. The crowd around Y/N erupted in cheers and laughter as she caught it, her hands trembling slightly.

On the stick was written: **“Ruf mich an, Y/N 😉 - Nico”**

She laughed, holding the stick close. “Danke, Nico!” she yelled, her voice carrying over the noise.

He shot her a quick salute before disappearing down the tunnel.

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Later that evening, Y/N sat in her apartment, the game stick resting against the wall. Her phone buzzed beside her; she had debated for hours whether to text him. Finally, she typed out a message in German.

**Y/N:** *Hallo Nico, hier ist Y/N. Vielen Dank für den Schläger und die unglaubliche Nacht!*

His reply came almost immediately.

**Nico:** *Hallo Y/N! Es war mir eine Freude. Hast du deine 20 Dollar schon gezahlt? 😜*

**Y/N:** *Noch nicht, aber du hast sie verdient! Vielleicht überreiche ich sie dir persönlich?*

**Nico:** *Klingt gut. Was hältst du von einem Kaffee morgen? Wir können weiter auf Deutsch üben.*

Her heart skipped a beat. **Y/N:** *Ich bin dabei. Wo und wann?*

Nico sent the details, and the next morning, they met at a cozy café downtown. He was already waiting, his Devils cap pulled low, but his smile lit up when she walked in.

“Hallo,” he said, standing to greet her. “Bereit für die nächste Deutschstunde?”

Y/N laughed, sliding into the seat across from him. “Nur wenn du bereit bist, mir alles über Eishockey beizubringen.”

Over the next few hours, they talked and laughed, switching effortlessly between German and English. Nico shared stories from his hockey career, and Y/N told him about her love for languages and how she had started learning German as a hobby. The connection was immediate and electric.

By the end of the morning, Nico hesitated before speaking. “Weißt du, Y/N, ich habe nicht nur den Schläger gestern Abend geworfen, weil ich mein Versprechen halten wollte. Ich wollte sicherstellen, dass ich dich wiedersehe.”

Her smile was soft and genuine. “Und ich bin froh, dass du es getan hast.”

From that day forward, their bond grew stronger with every text, every call, and every shared moment. Nico was no longer just her favorite player—he became her favorite person. And it all started with a sign, a challenge, and a little bit of German.

nico hischier

Nico hischier x reader

Snow was softly falling outside Nico’s window, covering the world in a shimmering blanket of white. Christmas break was here, but despite the festivity, Nico couldn’t help feeling a bit homesick. He missed the snowy Alps, the warmth of his family’s home, and the comforting smell of his mom’s cooking. It was hard not being in Switzerland for the holidays.

But there was one silver lining this season—his next-door neighbor, Y/N. She had become his close friend since he moved into the building. They shared inside jokes, late-night chats, and cups of coffee on cold mornings. He’d developed a soft spot for her, though he tried his best to hide it, not wanting to risk ruining their friendship.

One chilly December morning, Y/N noticed Nico looking especially down. She had picked up on his longing for home, even if he hadn’t explicitly said it. So, determined to bring a bit of comfort his way, she decided to bake him something special. Though Y/N wasn’t Swiss, she loved learning about different cultures, and after some research, she settled on making Lussekatter—Swedish saffron buns. With their golden color and delicate taste, she hoped they might cheer him up.

Later that afternoon, she knocked on his door, a small tray of freshly baked buns in hand. Nico opened the door, surprised to see her standing there with a shy smile and the sweet-smelling treats.

“Hey,” she said softly. “I know you’re missing home, so I made you these. They’re not exactly Swiss, but I thought they might help a little.”

Nico’s eyes softened, touched by her thoughtfulness. He took a bun, tasting the warm, fluffy pastry, savoring the delicate hint of saffron. “Thank you, Y/N. This… means a lot to me,” he said, his voice almost a whisper. He looked at her, feeling his heart swell, but he held back, unsure if she felt the same way.

Y/N, on the other hand, had butterflies in her stomach just being around him. She’d liked Nico for a while now but convinced herself he only saw her as a friend. Seeing him smile, though, made her heart flutter with hope.

The next day, Nico knocked on her door with a surprise of his own. “Hey, so I was thinking—how about I repay you for those amazing buns?” he said, holding out two tickets to a Devils game. “I’d love for you to come.”

Her eyes widened. “Oh, Nico, you don’t have to…”

“I insist,” he replied, grinning. “Besides, it wouldn’t be the same without my favorite fan there.”

Blushing, she accepted, and Nico handed her a Devils jersey with his number and name on the back. She slipped it on, and his eyes lit up, seeing her in his colors. “It suits you,” he said softly, and she felt a thrill at the way his gaze lingered on her.

At the game that night, Y/N cheered Nico on, her heart pounding every time he took the ice. It was exhilarating, watching him play with such skill and focus. Late in the third period, the score was tied. Nico skated towards the net, effortlessly maneuvering past the defense and flicked his wrist, sending the puck soaring into the top corner. Goal!

He skated to the boards, looking up to where she was seated, and pointed at her, a bright, triumphant grin lighting up his face. Her breath caught as their eyes met, and her cheeks flushed. She couldn’t believe he’d just done that in front of the entire stadium.

After the game, Nico found her waiting outside the locker room, still buzzing with excitement. “You were amazing, Nico!” she said, pulling him into a hug, her face bright with pride.

He held her close, savoring the warmth of her embrace. “Thanks to you,” he murmured, pulling back slightly to look at her.

Their gazes locked, and for a moment, the world fell away. Nico’s voice was soft as he finally spoke up, gathering the courage he’d been holding back. “Y/N, I… I’ve liked you for a long time. I just didn’t know if you felt the same.”

Y/N’s face lit up, her heart racing as she realized she wasn’t the only one. “I’ve liked you too, Nico,” she admitted, a shy smile spreading across her face. “I just thought you saw me as a friend.”

He chuckled, shaking his head. “I could never just be friends with you.” Then, as if the universe were giving them permission, he leaned in and kissed her, his lips warm and soft against hers.

They broke apart, grinning at each other, feeling like they were on top of the world. This Christmas break, Nico might have been far from home, but he realized he was exactly where he wanted to be—right there with Y/N.