Football Imagines (Requests open)

John Stones: Fights

Synopsis: John Stones gets booked and when he gets home, he takes his anger out on his girlfriend.

Word count: 707 (sorry its kinda short)

Warnings: none

Requested: So this imagine was requested by @Shannonstones1 , sorry this has taken a little while. I just wanted to say thank you to Shannon for the amazing support she has personally shown this book. I appreciate and am so grateful to you and everyone who has shown their support! If anyone else wants a request you can leave it in the comments or dm me.
 

Also, OMG wow, while I'm writing this imagine is sitting on 99 stars. Honestly, this means so much to me. The fact that you guys read my imagines, let alone star them, itmakes me actually so happy! I don't think I can ever properly show how grateful I am but I'll try by saying this, everyone who reads, stars or comments legit makes my day. Thank you so much xx

I watch through my tv screen the roughest tackle I have ever seen. I wince seeing my boyfriend go in for a such a risky tackle. Instead of getting the ball, he gets the player's knee, resulting in him being carded. John's frustration was clear as he angrily staggers up to the referee complaining that he didn't deserve the yellow card. Before Kyle Walker could successfully drag him away the ref blew his whistle again, showing John another yellow. John nearly imploded out of anger, but, much to his dismay, he made his way off the field. As the camera zoomed into Pep Guardiola talking to John about his attitude during that whole ordeal I could see John's face just getting angrier. I can tell, when he comes home he will not be in a good mood. 

The front door slamming woke me from my nap. I quickly get up and look towards the doorway of the living room where John was now standing. I get up to hug him, knowing he was having a bad day, however, John just steps around me and walks towards the tv. He reaches for the remote and turns on Sky sport, which was currently showing a reply of the Manchester City vs Arsenal game. I sat down next to him and just watch the game with him. He didn't make any noise until the 80th minute when he got carded. When he saw his tackle I saw his jaw clench. Hitting rewind, John plays his tackle again. And again. And again. It's about the 5th time that John had replayed the tackle and his mood is only getting worse, as I can see every time he watches the tackle he is just getting angrier. Thinking enough is enough I grab the remote out of his hand and turn the tv off. As soon as I do this John's angry eyes turn to me know. Through his gridded teeth his says, 

"Shannon... WHY would you do that?" He says basically snarling at me. My love for John over rights fear, making me feel fine in this situation.

"Baby, it's not good for you to keep watching your tackle over and over again. Look, you made a mistake and you cannot do anything about it now. All you can do is get over it. Look on the bright side, at least you're only out for one game." I say as calmly as I can.

John's anger hadn't lessened, instead, it had escalated. He is almost shaking he is so angry, he stands up from the couch, "Of course you say that! That is so typical of you. You see you're not a football player so you wouldn't understand okay, you're only a teacher. Missing one game is massive ESPECIALLY if that game is against our rivals." By the time he has finished his rant, he was standing directly in front of me. I met his eyes, which are staring back at me with pure rage. I put my arms around his neck only for him to fling them off his neck, I send John a look of which he obviously couldn't decipher, 

"Omg Shannon I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have taken my anger out on you, that's not fair, you didn't do anything wrong. I did though, I was being such an idiot in the game, and more especially now. I love you Shannon, so incredibly much and I promise to never ever take my anger out on you ever again. Can you forgive me" He asks cupping my cheeks. I smile up at him,

"Babe, of course I can. I was never angry in the first place. Look I get it, you had a bad day and you accidentally took it out on me, its okay," he breathes a sigh of relief and pulls me into a hug. I put my head on his chest and look up at him. Just so happy to be with such an amazing man. "Anyway, babe, all I was thinking after you ranted at me was how hot you were angry," he smirks as he pulls me into a kiss.

"Oh really?" He says smugly, I nod, "Maybe I'll have to get angrier more often"