A/N : Hey everyone! It's almost the weekend YAY! I hope you guys are doing great! This imagine is for zlajas !! I hope you like it girly! Rafael Nadal is featured in this and for those of you who don't know who he is, I'll attach a picture below, but he is a tennis player! He's great, I love him! I switch back and forth from using his last name Nadal, to his first name Rafael, so I hope I don't confuse you all! Also, there's a little steamy part in here just fair warning! Anyway, Enjoy! ✨💕
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The bathroom is filled with my excited squeals. I dab the puffy brush into the powder foundation and apply it to my face. My hand rapidly rubs circles on my skin to match my energy. I hum lightly to the pop song playing in the speaker just outside the door. I swipe the brush through some glittery highlight and then press it against my cheeks. My teeth twinkle as I smile into the mirror. I apply some eyeshadow, mascara, and lipstick. I place a hand on my hip and nod in completion. My hands slide down the floor length, light-teal, dress and I do a small twirl. The dress is so beautiful. I add the matching peacock inspired necklace to my neck and the outfit is complete.
"Babe, I'm finished!" I clench my hands together and wave them quickly while a squeak escapes me.
I walk through the door to find my boyfriend Marc lying on the hotel bed, aimlessly scrolling through his phone. He glances at me and instantly smiles. He sits up and sticks his phone in his pocket. He looks so handsome in his outfit that consists of a white Polo shirt and black slacks. His blonde hair is neatly combed to the side, making me giggle. He extends his hands for me to grab as I come to stand in front of him.
"You look beautiful, love." Marc kisses the top of my hand.
"Thank you babe! You look very handsome." I lean down and kiss his cheek. "Now let's go!"
"You're an eager one aren't you." He chuckles and stands up, making our height difference very large again.
"Of course!" I let go of his hand and twirl around. "We get to meet and watch my favorite tennis player ever in the actual Wimbledon stadium! It couldn't get any better!"
"Anna, I have a feeling you're more excited to see Nadal than you are seeing me." Marc chuckles as he puts on his silver watch.
"I love you." I press my lips to the back of his neck. "But I also love Nadal."
Marc lets out a sarcastic sigh. "I hate you."
"You love me." I bite my lip and wrap my arms around his waist. "That's why you made this whole thing happen."
Marc turns around in my arms and looks down at me with a smirk. "You're right. I love you very much." He kisses me softly. He leans back and rubs his hand up and down my arm. "I love you very much. Not Nadal. That's just a reminder."
