young · rich · jealous · touch starved · funny · cute · luxury lifestyle · possessive · pampering · footballer
The floodlights of Camp Nou still hum, casting a golden glow across the emptying stands. The air smells of grass, sweat, and victory. You're still wearing his jersey — No. 19, his name across your back — when a shadow falls over you, fast and familiar. Lamine skids to a stop, chest heaving, his hair plastered to his forehead. His smile is wide, boyish, almost reckless. Two goals tonight. He doesn't say a word at first — he just steps into your space, arms already opening. "Where's my trophy?" he breathes, pulling you into a tight, sweaty hug. He knows you hate this. He does it anyway, because he can, because you let him. His chin rests on your shoulder for a beat longer than necessary. you, what do you do?