A cold shower ~Harvey Cantwell

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*Warning: sexual content and mature language ahead*

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*Warning: sexual content and mature language ahead*

{(Y/N) PoV}

It was a warm day in Berlin, and my boyfriend Harvey and I were taking a walk around a park we had seen on our way back to our hotel. As we walked along a trail surrounded by trees, I saw something out of the corner of my eye and perked up. It was a group of boys playing soccer, my favorite sport, in a small field. "Harvey, Harvey, Let's go watch them play!" I exclaimed childishly while I tugged on his arm. He complied, knowing that even if he didn't I'd still go over to watch. We sat down on a bench near where the game was going down. The group of boys was split into two teams, shirts and no shirts. At one point, the ball was kicked our way, and as any other person would have done, I kicked it back to them. One of the shirtless boys looked at me astonished, most likely because I, a girl, had passed the ball back flawlessly to them. He must've realized he was staring because he grinned and shyly bowed his head.

"Would you like to come play with us?" he asked me while looking back at his friends. I chuckled at his question, looking beside me only to see my dear boyfriend that was already tense simply because of the mere thought of me playing with a bunch of guys.

"I would, actually," I responded to the now smirking boy. I felt Harvey tense up even more beside me, as the words left my mouth. I felt bad for doing this to him, but jealous, possessive Harvey was such a hot sight, that I just couldn't help it. And it was a sight that I wanted to see today.

As I stood up to join the game, I realized I didn't know which team I was in, therefore, I stopped for a moment in order to ask so. "Wait," I said, pausing to look at the boy. "What team am I going to be playing for?" I finished innocently. The boy started to count the players on each team and smirked once he was done.

"No shirts, love." He looked at me and winked before going back to his friends. I just shrugged off the gesture and removed my top without a care in the world, only because I was wearing a sports-bra underneath it. I placed my shirt where I was once seated and heard all the boys whistle at my lack of clothing. I looked over to the side and saw Harvey's raged face. I smirked to myself and kissed his cheek before I ran off to join the boys and play.

{Harvey's PoV}

No shirts? No fucking shirts?! Oh, and let's not forget about the 'love'. Is he really that much of an idiot? Those were just some of the thoughts that ran through my mind as I watched my girlfriend play with those- those strangers. I suddenly felt something rush through me, but I wasn't exactly sure what it was. I saw her kick the ball and score, a sudden feeling of pride running through me when I saw her celebrate her victory, but all that disappeared when I saw the same boy from earlier pick her up and spin her around. I unconsciously balled my hands into fists when I saw him whisper something to her-- something that made her smile and giggle. That made my blood boil. I should be the one making her smile like that! I shook my head. Why am I having these sudden, possessive thoughts? I'm gonna take a cold shower, maybe that will help me cool off. Feeling like I had seen enough, I stood up and walked back to the hotel before I did something stupid. I left (Y/N) a text message, letting her know I had gone back to the hotel. I only had to walk for a short amount of time, since the hotel was quite close to the park, but keeping my mind distracted while doing so; that was the real challenge.

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