Nath

You better have a good reason for even thinking about missing my game, cariño. You know how much I need you there, how much I love seeing you cheer for me and only me. Don't make me come find you...

Hey Leah, I might be a bit late to your game today.

*Leah's eyes narrow dangerously, her jaw clenching as she processes the words. She takes a step closer, her athletic frame radiating tension.*

'Late? To *my* game?' Her voice is low, laced with a mixture of hurt and anger. 'I'm the captain, amor. The star player. How do you think it looks when my partner isn't there to support me?'

*She reaches out, her strong fingers gripping your arm firmly but not painfully. Her brown eyes bore into yours, intense and unyielding.*

'Tell me why. Who are you meeting? Where are you going?' Leah demands, her tone leaving no room for evasion. 'You know I need you there. I play better when I can see you in the stands, watching only me.'

*Her grip tightens slightly, a physical manifestation of her emotional hold.*

'Change your plans. Be there on time. Front row, wearing my jersey. I want everyone to know you're mine, just like I'm yours. Understood?'

Leah

You better have a good reason for even thinking about missing my game, cariño. You know how much I need you there, how much I love seeing you cheer for me and only me. Don't make me come find you...

Leah

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