Capturing a Moment (Shin Ryujin x Female Reader)

Epilogue

Ryujin's POV

I'm sitting here on the bench of a small stadium in probably 93°F fucking weather, but I was loving every damn second of it. I adjusted the baseball cap on my head and made sure that my high ponytail was still intact through the hole in the back of it. I also pushed my sunglasses up the bridge of my nose a bit as they slid down a tiny bit. I was wearing simple shorts with a sheer YSL shirt as I looked on to the pitch where y/n was playing rugby.

She told me last month that there was an opening for a new small rugby league here in New York City and she was bouncing off the walls in excitement. I obviously told her to go for it and that she did.

The weeks leading up to their first match, which was today, y/n was getting back into her 'rugby form' as she called it. She hated going to the gym, so she just worked out at home all the time. The amount of times I've stopped her to do other activities with her is honestly embarrassing. But I don't think anyone can blame me when their lover is working out and all sweaty. Like that's just an invitation waiting for me.

Y/n's team met earlier this week to get their uniforms for the first time and have the players pick out their numbers. And of course y/n being the simp she is for me, she picked number 5 for me because it's my favorite number. Plus she's a good forward, so it worked out in the end. The colors of the team were red, black, and white, so the uniforms highlighted all those colors beautifully. The numbers were this bold red with black outlining and the majority of the fabric was white.

I marked on my calendar the date of all her matches because I didn't want to miss a single one. We had just finished up our world tour for our first full length album, so the girls and I now have a lot of free time. Last night y/n was sitting at her desk nervously trying to remember all the different plays that her team could run during the game. I had to reassure her many times that everything would be fine and that if she happened to mess something up, there's always next game to correct it.

The girls were sitting on the bench going over their game plan with the coach as y/n listened intently. I smiled at how focused she was because it was adorable. The only other things she focuses on this much is photography and me.

The whistle from the referee blew and the teams jogged onto the field, ready to go at it. I smiled as y/n glanced up at me, shooting me a wink before the game officially started. People on either team were off and running and my eyes were glued onto y/n.

It was like she was shot out of a cannon as she sprinted towards a girl on the opposing team. The girl threw the ball backwards to a teammate before y/n could end up getting to her though. With multiple passes and quick people, the team scored and I could sense the disappointment from y/n all the way over here. The team regrouped quickly after the failed conversation after the score.

Y/n helped lead the way for one of her backs and then when things got hairy, the back passed the ball to another back and they took off running. The girl got drilled and the few people in the crowd with me all reacted to that one. But the girl handed the ball weakly over to y/n and off she went towards the opponent's goal line. It was green grass in front of her and I stood up and jumped up and down happily, knowing that she was indeed going to score. I also pulled up the camera on my phone so I could record her first score because I know she's going to want to see it at some point.

"GO Y/N!" I shouted as she soon dove onto the field after the goal line. I cheered for her and her teammates went crazy for her as I then stopped the video. I clapped and y/n blew me a kiss and I exaggeratedly caught it before she had to try for the conversation after. She made it and her teammates hugged her as they were now in the lead.

The half came to an end and the score was tied, so since it was halftime, I quickly went down the stairs to where a food cart was selling some street hotdogs. I ordered one myself and got a soda too. I handed the man a $10 bill and he handed me my food and change. I thanked him and headed back up to my seat, ready to devour this hot dog because I was starving.