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Summary: "Hey, Hector, better watch your girl. She's making heart eyes at Szczęsny."
W.C. 1041
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You were out for at least two months with metacarpal and finger fractures after a save gone wrong. At the worst time, too. Your team had been on a steady incline, but, not to toot your own horn, your backup was not you. It was obvious as your team was on a 4-game losing streak. You couldn't handle it.
Your boyfriend decided he wanted to try an cheer you up, so he invited you to practice with him and his team. He said, and you quote:
"You can kick a ball around, but you're not allowed near our goalie."
Whatever that means.
Still, you would never pass up an opportunity to be on the pitch. Even if you knew your PT and coaches would be mad, you missed kicking a ball sometimes, so you took Hector up on his offer. That's how you found yourself outside of Camp Nou.
You'd made sure your cast was wrapped in bubble wrap, at Hector's request, to make sure absolutely nothing could go wrong. Hector and his team were already inside. He told you for the first hour-ish of practice, they would be doing drills and stuff, but after that, they were doing mock matches. That's when you were allowed to come in.
You walked through the tunnel, already in your normal practice attire. You dropped your stuff in the empty locker room by Hector's stuff before heading out to the pitch when you saw him.
No, not Hector.
Wojciech Szczęsny, your idol. He's the reason you became a goalie in the first place.
You followed his career ever since you knew what football was. He was the superstar goalkeeper at Arsenal who made you want to become a goalkeeper like him. Everything you knew from saving techniques to general leadership skills, it was because of him. You knew he was at Barcelona last year, but you could've sworn he had retired.
Evidently not, as you stood mere meters away from him. You couldn't breathe as you stared at him, frozen and unmoving as you watched him deflect ball after ball from his teammates.
On the pitch, someone else had noticed your frozen stature.
"Hey, Hector," Gavi chuckled, bumping into his side, "Better watch your girl. She's making heart eyes at Szczęsny."
"What? He's practically old enough to be her dad," Hector pouted, looking over and noticing your starstruck gaze on his teammate. Not him.
"Uh, not exactly," Pedri joined the conversation with a confused look, tilting his head. "He's not that old. He's only like 15-16 years older than you two."
"Still," Hector replied simply. The funny thing is, Wojciech didn't notice. He was completely focused on the task at hand: blocking everyone's attempts to score. You, on the other hand, watched him in awe, and Hector did not like that. You should be looking at him with that gaze, not Wojciech Szczęsny. "I don't like it."
"Then, go tell her," Gavi chuckled, shoving Hector's shoulder towards you. Hector took the hint and immediately walked up to you, conveniently standing in your line of sight of Wojciech Szczęsny.
"Oh, hi, mi vida," You said, quickly leaning up to peck his lips. "How has practice been?"
"It would be better if you could keep your eyes on me," He didn't even try to beat around the bush as he wrapped his arms around your waist possessively and turned you around, so your back faced the field. He moved one hand to hold your jaw, keeping you from turning your head back to his teammate. "Your eyes should only be on me."
"But Hector-"
"No buts," He cut you off with a kiss as he dropped his forehead to yours. "You are mine, I am yours, and I don't want you looking at other guys like that."
"Like what?" You teased with a smirk
"Like he hung the moon!" Hector sighed, rolling his eyes like it was obvious, "Like he paved your entire pathway to this point, I don't know, but whatever heart-eyes you're sending my teammate is not appreciated."
"He kinda did pave my way here if we're being honest," You muttered as you shrugged your shoulders.
"No, I invited you," He pouted and glared at you again.
"Yeah, but Szczęsny is the reason I became a goalie in the first place," You explained slowly. "Remember how I said I was an Arsenal fan?"
"You were a fan of Arsenal because of him?"
"Yeah, he's one of the best of all time," You stated like it was obvious because, to you, it was. "I had so many posters of him when I was growing up. I even got one of my junior jerseys signed by him."
"You're kidding me," Hector replied slowly. "I'm dating a fangirl."
"You've always been dating a fangirl. You just didn't know how deep it ran," You chuckled, leaning to kiss him quickly. "Now, I'd love to stay, but I want to meet my idol again."
"No," He whined, tightening his arms around you. "You're supposed to want to be with me!"
"I will play against you in a minute," You sighed as you pried his arms off of you. "My eyes are only for you."
"Good," Hector let out a breath.
"Just because my eyes are only for you doesn't mean I'm not going to walk up to Szczęsny now, though."
"You're trying to kill me."
"Not exactly," You tilted your head as you tried to think of a similar situation. "Think if you had the opportunity to meet Ronaldo."
"But Messi is my favourite."
"And you've met him quite a few times already," You interjected. "Messi comes here all the time because...he just does, but Ronaldo doesn't, and I know he's still one of your favourites. Think of it like that. A person you look up to, that you don't get to meet every day, is standing a few meters away from you. Would you not go say hi?"
"I would," Hector trailed off, but still pouted, realising your point. "Fine, go ahead, but I expect something in return later."
"I will make prolonged eye contact with you when we get home," You joked, "How about that?"
"That's a bit much, but I'll take what I can get."
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