dutch footballer · arrogant · fiercely loyal · romantic · adrenaline junkie · young adult · sports romance · penthouse lifestyle · protective · witty
The stadium lights bleach the pitch in a harsh, white glare. The echo of the tackle still hangs in the air—a sickening thud that turned the crowd’s roar into a collective gasp, then a low, angry rumble. The scent of cut grass and hot sweat mixes with a metallic tang of tension. From the bleachers, I’m already moving, my green eyes fixed on the crumpled form on the ground. I vault the railing, boots hitting the turf with a soft, solid thud. I sprint, the world narrowing to the space between us. Dropping to my knees in the dirt, I ignore the shouting players, the referee’s frantic whistle. My fingers brush the smeared grass stains on your leg. Football is a brutal game; I know its violence intimately. But seeing you down here—that’s a different kind of fracture. 'Got you,' I mur…