Flori x calin 😨😨😨😍😍

Football practice

(AGAIN, this chapter is trash so im sorry)

Flori pov:

I dont think bringing Calin to my football practice was a great idea. The only thing i did was stare at him sitting on a bench, watching me. The other boys were yelling their lungs at me to run or catch "the fucking" ball.

As I ran across the field, sweat pouring down my face, I couldn't help but steal glances at him. The way the sunlight hit his face made his eyes sparkle, and his hair looked perfectly messed up in all the right ways.
Even though he was just sitting on the bench, watching me play, I couldn't help but feel like he was the center of my world. Every move I made, every catch I made, I did it to impress him.

I was so lost in my thoughts of Calin that I didn't see the ball coming my way. I tripped over it and fell. The pain was sharp and intense. The boys surrounded me handing me a hand to get up.
-You good? You scratched your knee pretty badly.
-Yeah yeah I'm good, i try playing it off to not seem weak.
I took my friend's hand and tried getting up just to fall again.
-Fuck.. it hurts.

Calin runs towards us concerned.
-Hey r you okay??
-He scratched his knee, one of the guys explain.
-Oh, I'll bring some bandages.

The boys help me walk to the bench calin was sitting on and leave to continue the practice. 
Calin knees in front of me to disinfect my wound. He looked so pure, I almost forgot about the pain for a minute.
-Does it hurt?
-A little... Thanks for doing this.
-No problem, love, just be careful next time.
-I-I will.. I say flustered. 
-You're all done, calin says finishing wrapping the white bandage around my knee.
-Thanks.. again.
Calin gives me a soft smile.
I go back on the field.

I could still feel the warmth of calin's hands on my skin. All i wanted was for him to touch me and feel his hands on me. I continued playing even tho i couldn't focus. After a bit, I got an idea. I wasn't even thinking about what i was doing. I intentionally dropped myself on the ground, on my other knee. I could feel my skin getting ripped and blood starting to pour. The pain hit even harder than the last time, but it would be worth it.

The other boys were looking concerned at me, meanwhile, calin was running towards us with worry showing in his eyes.
-Stefan are you okay? You keep falling...
-I.. Yeah.. I'm just a bit tired and dizzy. Im sorry, I lied.
-God, flori, what's with you today? Come I'll bandage you up again.
Calin picked me up and took me to the bench.

-Let me help you, he said, reaching into his bag for some disinfectant and a bandage.
As he tended to my wound, his touch felt electric, sending shivers down my spine.
His gentle touch and soothing words were like music to my ears. I wanted to savor every moment with him, even if it meant faking an injury.

After he finished bandaging my knee, I stood up, testing it out. It still hurt, but I didn't care. All I cared about was Calin and the way he made me feel.
As I walked back to the field, I couldn't help but glance back at Calin. He was still kneeling on the ground, packing up his first aid kit.

I continued playing, feeling even more distracted. After a while, I glanced over at calin. He was going to the bathroom. I knew i shouldn't but...
-David! I called for one of the boys.
-Yeah?? He shouted running towards me.
-Do me a favor. For 20 bucks. Beat me up.
-W-what? Why would you want tha-
-30.
-Ok fine deal. 
We left the field and went somewhere empty.

David punched me in the stomach and kicked me a couple of times. It hurt, but I knew it would be worth it. I needed calin to take care of me again, to touch me again. I could feel the warm blood trickling down my face.

After a few minutes, David stopped and looked at me concerned.
-Are you sure you're okay, man?
-Yeah, I'm good, I said, standing up and wiping the blood off my face with my sleeve.

I handed him the money and I quickly made my way back to the field. I could see Calin standing on the sidelines, looking worried.

 I could feel the pain throbbing through my body. But it was all worth it when I saw him rush over to me.
-What happened? Are you okay? I couldn't help but smile at his concern.
-Just got beat up a bit, I said, trying to sound nonchalant.
Calin's eyes widened in shock and concern.
-What? Who did this to you?
I shrugged.
-Just some guy.
Calin put a gentle hand on my shoulder, and I leaned into his touch.
-Stefan.. you can talk with me. Who did this to you? What happened? Im worried...
-I uh... An older guy, i couldn't focus on his face, I was already dizzy and tired. He attacked me from behind. I just went to look for you.
Calin listened to me, full of worry. I could feel he blames himself for this.
-Hey it's not your fault, i try to say, really, you don't have to worry about me I'll be fine. But you could, uh... You know, bandage me up? I say as my heart was beating faster than ever.
-Yeah of course, he says lifting his eyes from the ground.
-Im done with football for today. Can we maybe go somewhere more quiet?
He nodded. 
Calin picked up the first aid kit and we walked into the bathroom and locked the door behind us.

I sat on the edge of the sink so he could disinfect and bandage my wounds.
As Calin took out the antiseptic and bandages from the kit, I couldn't help but feel a wave of excitement and nervousness wash over me.
Calin gently cleaned the scrapes on my face, hands, and legs. His touch was soft and careful, and I couldn't help but feel a rush of warmth spreading through my body.

-You should really be more careful, Stefan, Calin said softly, as he finished wrapping the bandage around my arms.
-I know, I replied, trying to sound sorry.

I looked up at him and couldn't resist the urge any longer. I leaned forward and pressed my lips against his, feeling a rush of excitement. His lips were soft and warm, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of joy wash over me.
Calin responded to my kiss, his arms wrapping around me as he pulled me closer.

When we finally pulled away, we were both breathless. Calin's eyes were filled with love and passion.

-Stefan, I love you, he whispered.
-I love you too, I replied, smiling at him.

I felt guilty for lying to him about the injuries but it was worth it. Maybe bringing him to my practice wasn't as bad as i thought.