Football and Jealous Friends

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Alfred looked at the flower. Looked like something else... With a grin, he slung an arm around Y/n's shoulder. "Kinda looks like your pussy after your night at my house."

The old lady gasped, dropping her pot of a little plant growing.

"Alfred!" Y/n blushed, before giving an apologetic look to the lady. "I'm very sorry, he's being very stupid. Come on, we're leaving."

"What? Why? I was having funnnnn!" He cried as Y/n dragged him out of the store by the ear. "And ow!"

"No, you were being chaotic!" She let go of his ear and glared at him.

Alfred snickered. "Well, what can I say? The hero's a chaotic good!"

"You're no hero."

"You're right. I'm a fun hero."

As they drove home, Y/n mulled.

"Oh come on Y/n, it was funny! You forced me in there, see that Asian bleeding heart thing, and not expect me to see it as something else?!"

"Well, the dirty jokes you make are fine- but only if it's just the two of us." Y/n looked out the window in frustration. "It's very uncomfortable for other people."

Alfred cast a sideways glance at her. "Sorry, Y/n."

"Whatever."

After a while, Alfred parked back at their house, and the duo got out.

"What do you want to do now?" Alfred asked.

"I gotta check on Goldie, first."

"I'm coming with you."

The two went into Y/n's house and looked around for Goldie.

"Goldie baby! Goldie!" She called.

Goldie meowed and walked towards Y/n.

She picked her up and cuddled her. "Hi baby, how are you? Good? Good. Well, mommy went to a restaurant with Alfred. I brought some food!"

Goldie purred, as Y/n headed to the kitchen. Y/n placed Goldie down on the table and began to feed her the grounded turkey.

As Goldie nibbled, Alfred checked his phone. It was his bro, Mathias.

Mathias: still w her?

Alfred: hell yeah im w her rn. She's feeding her cat

He discreetly snapped a pic of her and sent it to Mathias.

Mathias: hot 🥵

Alfred: ikr?

"Hey Alfred, what do you wanna do now?"

Alfred shrugged. "Usually I'd play football with the guys, but I'm not sure if you can play..."

Y/n's feminine frame straightened. "Did you just assume my strength? Because if you think I'm weak, you're absolutely right."

"Haha, no, really, why don't you play a game with me? We just pass the ball."

The (Ethnicity) girl glanced sideways. "Well, I um, can't..." She mumbled the last few words.

"What?"

"I said... I don't know how to play football... I never learned how..." Y/n felt stupid. "I was always an indoor kid."

Alfred stared at her. "Well, dudette, that's fine. I'll teach you how."

"Really?"

"Yeah bro, come on!"

"Gotta change the shoes first!" She ran in the other direction.

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