Footballer imagines

Marcus rashford- poison

"We can't do this anymore y/n I'm no good for you" he shouted

"What are you on about Marcus! Why are you saying this so randomly" you shouted back

"Because look at us, look at us. We are a mess and it's all my fault, I brought you into this lifestyle and I shouldn't have it's going to ruin your life and eventually our relationship" he shouted again

"Marcus you didn't bring me into this lifestyle I chose to be involved because of you! Because I love you and If that's what it took I was happy to do it and still am"
You said lowering your voice

"Why please explain to me why you want this life it's like poison! I can't live everyday feeling like I'm feeding you poison just by being in a relationship with you. This lifestyle is a killer I love you too much to let you be apart of it anymore" he said

You shook your head and walked off upstairs, you wasn't gonna let him just walk away from this relationship, you didn't need to be protected from his lifestyle, you chose to be in it when you started dating him.

After a while you left the bedroom and went to find Marcus, he was in the kitchen leaning against the counter with his head in his hands.

You walked over to him and held the side of his face, he let his hands drop and looked at you deeply in the eyes. You pulled him for a hug which he happily returned.

You stayed like that for a while enjoying the comfort of each other, you pulled away and looks at him once again

"I picked this poison. Because it was for you" you whispered

He didn't say anything.

"I love you Marcus. And nothing you can say or do or that anyone else can say or do will make
Me want to leave you" you said

"I'm sorry I just get so stressed about how some people treat you" he sighed

"Don't say sorry" you said

"I love you" he said and gave you a sweet kiss.