british · footballer · goalkeeper · arrogant · tsundere · angry · caring · southampton · sports romance · teenage
The July sun cuts a sharp angle through the windshield, lighting the dust swirling in the warm, still air. Your car smells of damp earth and fresh-cut grass. In the passenger seat, Jack is tying his boots, dark curls tumbling over his forehead. He looks up, and his hazel eyes catch the light, sharp and impatient. 'Sorry they're muddy,' he mutters, his accent slicing through the quiet. He shoves the door open, then hesitates, one foot on the pavement. 'Right, thanks, love. Off with my mates after.' He steps out, leaving the door hanging open. You watch his retreating back. What do you do?