A/N: SORRY IF YOU THOUGHT IT WAS SHORT!
Game day. The most important day for you and your boyfriend, Shay. Shay's family is Irish, so of course, soccer is all important to them. And if something is important to Shay, it's important to you. You were in your bedroom getting changed into all of your best Manchester gear.
Shay was downstairs in the living room setting up the TV. He got out the beer cooler, and ordered a pizza and some buffalo hot wings. Shay flipped the switch on the remote to turn the TV on, and changed the channel to the Premier League game.
"(Y/N), love, move faster!" Shay called to you from the living room, "The game's on!" You hurried, pulling your red Manchester jersey on over your head.
"Coming!" You called back. You pulled on your comfy gray sweatpants, and ran downstairs to your living room. You flopped onto the cushy brown sofa right next to your boyfriend, Shay. Shay had his jersey and sweatpants on as well, and he decorated his face with two small stripes of red and black warpaint across his cheeks. You snuggled closer to him, and he wrapped his arm around your shoulders.
"I think Manchester's going to take the dub here. I can't see any way that Newcastle could win." You nodded in agreement.
"With Manchester's ball control? Please, Newcastle doesn't have a chance!" You replied confidently. Shay smiled and ruffled your hair a little. He loved your passion when it came to sports. He thought it was extremely cute.
Twenty-five long minutes passed before any goals were scored. You grabbed some beers and cracked them open, and you both ate some of the pizza that Shay had ordered before the game. Shay was always prepared for everything in terms of food, and that was a well-known fact.
Finally, there was a goal from Manchester. Shay stood up and pumped his fist high in the air, and you did a little victory dance. On the goal replay, you saw that the goal was from a beautifully and strategically curved kick, and it whizzed right by the Newcastle goalkeeper gracefully, as if to taunt the devastated Newcastle fans everywhere. How satisfying.
As you and Shay had predicted, Manchester won the game with a solid 3-1 final score. By the time the game was over, it was about 10:15, and you were tired. You could've gone up the stairs yourself, but you'd rather have had Shay carry you, which he did.
Shay carried you on his back into your bedroom, and lightly tossed you on the bed in a playful manner. You giggled when he leaned over and kissed you as he climbed onto the bed. You pulled the covers over yourself and kissed him back. Shay then removed his shirt, and tossed it on the floor.
"Remember to pick that up off the floor tomorrow. We don't live in a pigsty." You said. Shay gave you an innocent look.
"Of course I'll pick it up." He said, "What do you think I am, some kind of clumsy half-drunk deck hand?" He joked. You giggled as you always did, and gave him another short but sweet peck on his cheek. Shay eventually got under the blankets with you and began to cuddle you, whispering some sweet words into your ear. He wrapped his arms around you snugly.
"So, how'd you like game day?" He asked. You smiled, and shifted your body over to face him. You looked into his soft brown eyes. *eyebrow wiggle*
"It was great. We're Manchester United!" You cheered in a whisper. Shay chuckled and pulled you in closer. You wrapped your arms around his muscular shoulders, and fell asleep to the warmth of a happy Shay. Game days are the best.
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Yaay more Shay one shots!!! This is an idea I've been fiddling with for a while now. Contrary to European stereotypes, I don't watch soccer/fútbol/football that much, so Manchester was the first team I thought of that Shay might be into. The only reason why I made them face Newcastle is cuz I'm watching Premier League, and that's who's playing. Anyhoo, I got some quizzes/tests to cram for, so peace! ~❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ Natasha
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