A/N : OMG I'm sorry I haven't uploaded an imagine in a little bit haha! This is for magiczlatan !! I hope you like it! I hope you all are having a great day! ❤️✨
The black Audi is parked on the gravelly cliff overlooking the city of Madrid. The sky is black with billions of stars twinkling down onto the world. The city is lit with various lights trying to outshine one another. Two people sit in the car, looking at the spacious city in a haze. Everything is silent. The girl in the drivers seat rests her head against the cold window. Her eyes glance at the man beside her. He's looking out the window with a pale face. His expression is hard and scary. She sighs as her thoughts rush to the memory made only a few hours ago.
Toni Kroos runs with the ball down the field, getting closer to her boyfriend. Dulce bites her nail as she stands with nervous knees. The German passes it to Cristiano Ronaldo who heads it to Lucas Vazquez. Her heart flutters with anxiety as she watches her boyfriend bend his knees, preparing for impact. Lucas uses his chest to hit the ball but Gianluigi catches it. She smiles victoriously, but it fades quicker than it was planted. A penalty is given to Real Madrid. Her brown eyes widen in shock. She listens as Juventus fans whistle and yell for it to be taken back. Dulce's hands cup her mouth.
"BULLSHIT!" She yells, earning grins from fellow fans.
She rolls her eyes at the ref. She suddenly squints them as she notices a group of footballers surrounding the biased referee. She spots Gianluigi yelling at him. Her mouth drops in agony. She knows he has a temper and in this case, it's not going to be useful. She bites her lip as the stadium gets louder. Gianluigi yells in the ref's face. She reads his lips, and it's nothing kind. The ref takes a step back and reaches towards his waist.
"Shit." Dulce murmurs.
He pulls out a red card and Juventus fans go crazy. Protests are being yelled all around her. She watches her boyfriend yell at him some more before walking to the sideline in a huff. He looks up into the crowd and their eyes meet. She sends him a small smile but he just looks down at his feet and ducks into the underground hallway. She sucks in her lip, knowing the night is not going to be easy.
She lifts her head from the window when the memory ends. She shakes out of her haze and looks at the handsome Italian.
"Gigi." She grabs his buff arm clothed by a suit. "It's okay, love."
He looks at her with his light eyes. "Im not proud about how I acted."
She furrows her eyebrows. "Why?"
Some tears form in his eyes. "I was just so mad at the ref, but I wasn't even thinking about you, or how you'd feel about how I acted. It must have been embarrassing to watch."
Dulce laughs. "You think I'm embarrassed by you?"
He nods, and bites his lip.
"Babe." She takes his hand and kisses the top of it. "I would never think that. You don't embarrass me. I'm proud of you. That ref deserved it! Son of a bitch..."
This makes the Italian laugh. "You think so, Dulce?"
"I know so." She nods. "You didn't hear your fans?"
He smirks. "Kind of."
"They were all cursing him. I participated as well!"
"Did you?" He smiles wide.
An idea comes to Dulce's mind. She gasps and quickly opens her door. "Babe. c'mon."
"What?" His voice is muted as she slams her door shuts after hopping out. She runs to his side where he opens the door with a confused expression. "Love, what are you doing?"
She grabs his hand and pulls him over to a big tree. The view of the city is more clear.
"I want you to curse the ref." She smirks. "You won't get another red card, I promise."
He rolls his eyes.
"Gigi! Do it!"
He uncrosses his arms and shrugs. He licks his bottom lip. "Shit head."
"That was pathetic." Dulce shakes his body. "YELL! SCREAM! We're on a mountain for crying out loud. I don't think anyone is going to hear you....except me of course."
He kicks a rock, but nods. "Okay."
He pauses before suddenly yelling, "SHIT HEAD!"
"There you go!"
"SON OF A BITCH!"
Dulce claps her hands.
"YOU BIASED BITCH!"
Dulce's eyes widen.
"YOU MOTHER FU-"
"HEY!" Someone yells. Dulce turns around to the house up on the hill. She gasps as a person stands on the porch with his arms crossed. "IM CALLING THE COPS!"
Dulce jumps up and down before grabbing her boyfriend and running to the car.
"Oh shit, shit, shit."
"BABE, GO!" He yells as she fastens her seatbelt. She turns on the car and rapidly drives down the mountain.
"Oh my gosh." She breathes out, once they are on a regular street.
"I thought you said no one was going to hear!?" He looks at her with a smile.
"Gigi!" She exclaims and laughs. She drives to the closest parking lot and pulls in. She parks the car and grabs her boyfriends hand. "Listen, I'm here for you. I always will be. That red card was too much."
"Thanks, babe." He runs his free hand through his hair. He looks at her and smirks. He leans forward and their lips press against each other. The embrace is warm and passionate. He pulls away breathlessly. "I love you."
"I love you too."
