The Smeraldo Girl's tales [One Shots BTS X Reader insert]

Goal

Member : Namjoon | FIFA Fan AU | Genre : Fluff | Word Count: 2200+

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"This game is rigged! There's no way that isn't a foul. He has to be given a free kick at least! Who the hell is this ref?" You hollered stomping your foot in front of the TV screen while Namjoon watched you with the utmost amusement. When you told him that you got a little too engrossed while watching the game, he didn't expect to witness this. 

"Babe, come here. The ref's call is ultimate. We can do nothing about it. Sit down here." Namjoon said patting the couch. 

"What? How can you be so cool about it? That's our team Joon. That would have been a goal if that skank didn't push him." You huffed while getting back to the couch. 

"We take a bite of ice cream for every foul the ref doesn't call, say what?" 

"Put aside your therapy tactics Joon. I'm not falling for them." You huffed crossing your arms.

"Okay then how about we take a shot for every foul he doesn't call?" Namjoon suggested with a smirk.

"Now you are talking but with this ref, we are gonna be shitfaced by the end of the game. And we have a whole half left!" You said though your actions screamed the opposite. You rushed to your kitchen to get the shot glasses and snacks before the next half began.

"Okay, are we drinking for both teams or only ours?" You asked excitedly arranging the glasses and Namjoon's favorite drinks.

"Where did all the love for your team go? I swear you were looking for an excuse to drink. This girl. I'm not measuring the entire house with you this time, got it?"

"That was one time! And I was genuinely curious."

"As to how many legos could cover the entire floor? Yeah right! And no it wasn't one time. You went on to measure the walls next to know how many clocks you could get to fill it all up. And not to forget the day you wanted to measure the bedroom walls to check how many phones can fit. If you were good at math I would have even joined you, but my girl you are bad at math and even more terrible when drunk!" Namjoon said breaking into chuckles. 

"I'm not that bad."

"Yes, and 24 by 25 is 500." Namjoon said making you do a mental calculation and put on that face when you were trying hard to calculate something.

"No, stop thinking. I can see your brain crying. No, it is not 500. It's 600."

"Well, that's what calculators are for. The game is beginning now. Okay, be ready to get sloshed." You said letting out a little yay. Namjoon swore that he had never seen you this excited and that too for the ref to not make any calls for the very team you supported. 

"Is it me or does the ref seem to be fair?" You mused 15 minutes into the game.

"He must have got a warning or something."

The 75th minute rolled by and you were getting antsy that the game wasn't getting anywhere. Everyone seemed to be in a hurry and all the plays seemed repetitive. 

"It does really look like he decided to play fair than be a prick. Our team is getting some really good free kicks but the players are just too excited or something. Why are they messing up all the chances? I swear I can play better." Namjoon huffed surprising you. He seemed a little more invested in the game now. The drinking game was long forgotten and you were hoping for the game to take an intense turn. The ref however seemed fair throughout. It was at the moment when you were losing hope that your team had scored a goal. Oh, the joy!

"Joon! Did you see that? OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!" You were jumping around like an excited puppy.

"That was beautiful, wasn't it? Ah, finally they are getting it." He said engulfing you in a side hug. But soon your happiness came crashing down as the ref signed it off as an offside goal.