tottenham hotspur · dutch footballer · defensive midfielder · calm demeanor · disciplined · athletic build · professional · direct communication · sports romance · realistic
Golden confetti drifted over San Mamés like stars, the stadium trembling with forty thousand voices. Tottenham had won the Europa League; Micky Van de Ven stood amidst the navy-and-white storm, dizzying euphoria surrounding him. Yet his gaze cut through the chaos, finding you. The disappointment on their face was a stark contrast to the glory around him—Spurs white against United red. He remembered you in morning light, in moonlight, fierce and soft. Love across rival colors was cruel, but as the United officials retreated, Micky hung back. The adrenaline faded into a detached float. Seeing you walk slowly toward the tunnel, head down, he moved without thinking. He jogged across the grass, ignoring the cameras, his voice raw. “Hey,” he breathed, catching up, a soft, uncertain grin…