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Summary: in which reader support her girlfriend in every match.
Warnings: fluff. Probably will be a second part.
Note: English is not my first language.
Y/N sat down in the family zone and waited for the match to start. It was the first game of the euro, Spain against Finland.
It was too special after the recent news.
So, she waited patiently while she scrolled for her phone making time. Soon, Y/N heard people began to cheer and looked to the pitch, seeing that both teams was coming out. Y/N narrowed her eyes and forcing her gaze she found her girlfriend, who was looking to where she was, her eyes moving rapidly until her gazes found hers.
Aitana painted a small smile towards Y/N and positioned herself in horizontally, looking directly at her. Y/N wave with her hand and gave her another smile.
The anthems sounded and soon, the first goal came. Finland scored in less of one minute. Y/N saw how Aitana clenched her jaw and when Irene pushed the ball outside of the goal, she grabbed it and put it on the center, Spain's players putting themselves in position.
Spain was dominating it but the goal was resisting. When Patri scored, Y/N celebrated it but when the referee anule the goal, she sat down defeated. Y/N cheered them, watching how Spain was near of score. And it came from Irene, celebrating it and dedicating it to Alexia, Y/N clapped emotional with this gesture. But when her girlfriend scored the second goal, Y/N cried when the young Catalan went to hug Alexia but her coach didn't let her. She saw how Aitana blowed at her captain from her club kisses, and Y/N clapped loudly, screaming Aitana's name.
Like if Aitana heard her, she looked at Y/N and winked at her, going to the initial position. Y/N watches how Alexia turned towards her and gave her a small smile, nodding with her head. Y/N smiled widely, blowing her a kiss and Alexia's smile widened.
The rest of the match, Y/N was nervous and excited when Spain scored two more goals and not believing that Aitana's coach give her some rest.
After everything finished, Aitana went to search her with her MVP award.
"Hi, amor. Take, for you." Aitana approached her, putting on Y/N's hands the award and later, she hugs her and hide her head on Y/N's neck, depositing a kiss there.
"You won it? And why Am I surprised?" Y/N said, hugging her too while hold the award with a hand.
Aitana chuckles, separating her head from her hiding place. "You idiot." She muttered with a love gaze and a silly smile. "You come with me?"
"To the locker room?" Y/N asks. Aitana nodded. "Okay."
Aitana kissed her cheek and removed her arms around her waist, extending a hand that Y/N accepted. They walked to the empty pitch from Aitana's teammates and went inside. Y/N could hear some music playing from a distance room.
