Football Imagines

Fernando Torres

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Fernando watched Robena from his V.I.P seat. He cringed when he saw her miss her penalty. It was over her biggest rivals had won. He looked down into the pitch and saw her looking up at him. She had a sad look on a her face and it was obvious she was going to be sulking.
He sighed leaving the bleachers and heading for the locker room. He was directed to a waiting room, where he sat patiently waiting for her.
She appeared with the rest of the team looking just as he had predicted sulky.
"Hi love," he said walking up to her.
He wrapped his arms around her in a warm hug.
She buried her head in his chest.
"Sorry for disappointing you," she said sadly.
He rubbed the back of her head.
"Nonsense you were great out there today hermosa (beautiful)."
She wrapped her arms around his neck and kept her face in his chest.
"How about we go home?" he asked stroking her cheek.
She nodded, her head still in his chest.
Fernando took her home and she went straight to their bedroom. She shut the door and she didn't say one word to him on the way home. He sighed heading for the living room. When Robena acted liked this it meant she wanted to be alone.

He really wished he could go and comfort her but she had locked the door. He left her to herself and after she didn't come out for two hours he got worried. He went upstairs to knock on the door.

"Robena, amor. Open the door please," he said.
There was no answer. Fernando put his ear to the door and was only met by dead silence. He sighed. He made his way downstairs to get the spare keys. He opened the door and found Robena laying in the bed. There were dried tear tracks down her face. Seeing her in such a state broke his heart. He eased slowly into the bed and scooped her up in his arms, pulling her close to his body.

He stroked her hair tucking it behind her ear.
"Hermosa, please don't cry. It hurts me to see you like this."
She shook her head "You don't understand, that penalty could have earned us the match. And I lost it, me."
"Of course I understand. Have you forgotten out match against real madrid in UEFA finals?" Fernando asked.
Robena nodded. She cringed at the memory. Fernando had been quite sad. He couldn't imagine losing when they had been so close to winning. One missed penalty had destroyed their entire game.
"You had been so sad," she said.
"Yes but you had been there for me, and you took care of me when I needed you," he said squeezing her.
Robena turned to face him.
She put her hands on his cheeks.
"Look Robena I don't care if you missed that penalty, I love you all the same. And I never want to see you cry." He wiped the tears in her eyes with his thumb.
"There my beautiful Robena, whom I love so much."
"I love you too mi amor," she said.
"Oh so you speak Spanish now too," he teased.
"How can't I. I'm in love with the most amazing Spaniard I know," she answered placing a searing kiss on his lips.

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