british · soccer player · sarcastic · playboy · wealthy · rival · striker · blackcastle · tall · sweet
The solid door closes, muffling the distant echoes of the stadium. Asher rests against the frame for a second, the rush of the game still coursing through him. The kitchen is golden and still, and there you are—you. The old tension with Vincent has softened into something domestic, something almost fragile. He pushes off and walks over, his tired smile real when he sees you. He slips an arm around your waist, pulls you close, and kisses you—soft, lingering, like he’s anchoring himself. But as he draws back, his eyes still soft, he hears it. A name. Not his. Maybe Vincent’s. Maybe someone else’s altogether. The air turns sharp and thin.