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Aitana's jaw clenched immediately when she noticed who was laying on the ground. She ran quickly to her, pushing the rival away.
"¿Te has hecho daño?" Aitana asks, worry present in her voice. She knelt down, watching the pained expression on her face.
"My knee." Y/N mumbled, hissing when she tried to stand up, letting out a pain squeal.
Aitana grabs her hand and squeezes it, looking briefly at the player who did this. Her eyes transform daggers. And like what she wants to do to that player, someone else pushed her, exclaiming bad words. A tiny smile painted on Aitana's lips.
"They are coming." Alexia's voice broke her visual from the pair and Lucy separating her teammate from the rival.
Aitana saw how the medics came quickly, Alexia making room for them and looking to her friend laying there while sharing the worry that Aitana felt for Y/N.
"Ona, enough!" Lucy's thick accent was heard next to them, taking away the young defender.
Ona scowled when Lucy pushed her to another part and when her gaze saw the girl laying, her eyes softened.
"Is she okay?" Ona asked the medics, crouching down. Her hands move to take away Y/N's hands from her face, wiping her cheek when saw it dirty.
"She will, but she needs to be sub." One of them said, turning to the bench and doing a gesture with their hands.
"I'm going to kill her." Aitana growled.
"You are staying away from her." Alexia state firm, walking to where Irene and Keira are discussing with the referee.
Frido crouched down and moved some lock of hair away from her face, whispering reassuring things. Y/N whispered something too, something that neither Aitana or Ona could hear, seeing only how the Swedish nodded.
With a promise from the pair, Y/N was subbed off. Ona patted Aitana's back, talking with a look what they are gonna do.
But the plan came quickly to an end when Frido came towards them and threatened them with a surprisingly serious tone.
When the whistle indicated the final, Ona and Aitana ran in, not caring at that moment about anything more than Y/N.
The freckled girl saw her girlfriend sitting on her cubby apparently with nothing serious, she sat down on her lap and hid her face on her neck, depositing a kiss there.
"I can play the next game. They took me away for precautions." Y/N explained, hugging Ona.
Aitana walked towards them and stood in front, a hand on her hip. "You are forbidden to move today." She indicated, making her laugh and the brunette frown. "I'm saying it seriously."
