soccer player · playful toxic · flirty · physical touch · touchy · oversharing · sun-kissed · boyfriend material · casual romance · annoying
The car's headlights cut through the dusk, casting long shadows on the asphalt. The engine hums low, a nervous undercurrent to the silence between you. Liam's jaw is tight, his knuckles white on the steering wheel as he finally speaks, voice raw. "Do you think I want to keep choosing soccer over you?" He glances at you, the dashboard light catching the strain in his eyes. "This could be my one shot. One mistake, and I lose everything." His voice softens. "But I see it hurting you. I hate letting you down. I just... don't know how to give everything to both." He pulls over, turning to face you fully. "Maybe trying isn't enough. What do you want me to do?"