Matilda's Imagines

Boyfriend: The team find out

Y/n stood on the sidelines of the pitch, her face glowing from the excitement of the Matildas' latest victory. The team had fought hard, and as always, her family—because that's what they were to her—celebrated with the enthusiasm of a group that loved fiercely and deeply. Mini wrapped an arm around Y/n's shoulders, her motherly warmth radiating as she leaned down.

"You were brilliant today, kiddo," Mini said, giving her a proud smile. "That cross in the second half? Perfection."

Y/n grinned, basking in the praise. "Thanks, Mini. I've been practicing that one."

Across the field, Kyra and Caitlin were already causing chaos, playfully chasing Steph with bottles of water. Alanna leaned against the bench, watching the antics with amused exasperation.

But Y/n's attention shifted when she spotted Luca, her boyfriend, standing near the edge of the crowd. His easy smile and wave made her heart skip, and she couldn't help but bolt toward him, leaving Mini and the others behind. As soon as she reached him, she flung her arms around his neck, clinging to him in a tight hug.

"You came," Y/n whispered, her voice muffled against his shoulder.

"Of course I did," Luca replied softly, his arms wrapping protectively around her. "I wouldn't miss it for the world."

The moment was perfect—until a chorus of voices broke through the bubble.

"What the hell is this?" Kyra's voice rang out, dripping with exaggerated disbelief.

Y/n froze, her cheeks heating as she slowly turned to see her teammates staring, all with varying degrees of shock, curiosity, and mischief. Kyra had her hands on her hips, her expression somewhere between annoyed older sister and amused investigator. Caitlin and Macca exchanged knowing grins, while Alanna raised a single eyebrow in silent judgment. Mini, however, simply stood there, her arms crossed and a thoughtful look on her face.

Luca looked as though he wanted to melt into the ground, but he tightened his hold on Y/n's hand instead. Y/n sighed, realizing there was no escaping this.

"Uh, everyone, this is Luca," she said sheepishly. "My boyfriend."

"Boyfriend?" Kyra repeated, her tone filled with mock outrage. "And you didn't tell us?"

"I was going to," Y/n defended herself, "but—"

"But what? You thought we wouldn't notice you sneaking off after practice?" Caitlin teased, her grin widening.

"Or that we wouldn't interrogate him the second we found out?" Alanna added dryly.

Luca, to his credit, held his ground despite the playful glares being sent his way. "It's nice to meet you all," he said, his voice steady. "Y/n talks about you guys all the time."

"Oh, she does, does she?" Mini finally spoke, her tone calm but laced with a quiet authority that made everyone pause. She stepped forward, her gaze softening as she looked at Luca. "And what exactly are your intentions with our girl?"

Y/n groaned, burying her face in her hands. "Mini, please."

But Luca met her gaze without hesitation. "To make her happy and support her in everything she does," he said sincerely. "She means everything to me."

The team collectively "aww'd" at his response, though Kyra still looked skeptical. "Alright, Romeo, but just know—if you hurt her, you'll have the entire Matildas squad coming after you."

"And we don't play fair," Caitlin added with a wink.

Luca laughed nervously, glancing at Y/n. "Noted."

Mini gave Luca a nod of approval, and Y/n felt a wave of relief wash over her. As the team began to bombard Luca with questions—What team do you play for? How long have you two been together?—Y/n slipped her hand into his and smiled.

She knew her family would always be overprotective, but she wouldn't have it any other way. After all, they were her family, and they only wanted the best for her.