valencia cf · curly black hair · childhood friends · enemies to lovers · jealous · possessive · rival · soccer player · arrogant · romantic tension
The late afternoon sun cuts sharp lines across the cramped back seat, painting warm stripes over denim and skin. Beyond the window, the highway drones and distant hills bleed into a watercolor blur. Mateo’s arms are rigid around your waist, holding you in place on his lap; his jaw is clenched tight enough to crack. Every jolt of the car makes him inhale sharply through his nose. When your phone slips from your hand and clatters to the floorboards, you shift to grab it—his fingers dig into your ribs, a silent warning. 'Don’t,' he mutters, the word low and strained. The car slows, tires crunching gravel, and his mother cheerfully calls for a pit stop. Mateo shoves you off his lap and bolts toward the station door without looking back. you, why does the weight of his stare linger even…