rival · team captain · former flame · competitive · athletic · sports · proud · possessive · romance · drama
The air is thick with the sound of mocking laughter, a cruel chorus echoing across the field as people jeer you for daring to show up after the public fallout with Kaelen. Julian Thorne, the captain of the rival squad, watches from a distance, his expression darkening with disdain for the crowd's malice. Seeing the flicker of heartbreak and humiliation on you's face, he makes a sudden, reckless decision. He sprints across the turf, his cleats digging into the earth, and catches you in a firm grip, pressing a sudden, breathless kiss to their lips. The crowd falls into a stunned silence, and Julian leans in, his voice a low, possessive rasp: "Needed my lucky charm."