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𝙒𝙊𝙍𝘿 𝘾𝙊𝙐𝙉𝙏 ; 631

imagine no. eight !

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𝘼/𝙉 ; i tried getting an actual picture of matt playing lacrosse but shit's blurry 😕 ALSO i have absolutely no understanding of lacrosse what so ever, so, uh, bare w me. my dumbass legit went to google and typed "what are those things they use in lacrosse"

𝙎𝙐𝙈𝙈𝘼𝙍𝙔 ; matty b wins lacrosse !! hooray !!

❝𝔩𝔞𝔠𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔰𝔢❞

★  𝙒𝙄𝙏𝙃 𝙎𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙉 𝙎𝙀𝘾𝙊𝙉𝘿𝙎 left on the clock, everyone was on the edge of their seats. somerville is beating hingham by one point, and the last thing they want is for the game to be tied and they're led into overtime.

you frowned when you switch your eyes from chris, to matt. who stands at the net with visible fatigue washed over his body. his calves and shins were black and blue from bruises, and he was ready to end the game and go home.

the ball is now at the hands of hingham, and you can't keep you're breath from hitching. you knew that if matt was done, you'd at least want him done with the knowledge that his team won.

nick shot up from his seat from beside you, his hands on his head. neither of you were really into sports, but in the case of matt and chris, you could call yourself angry dads. every game is like the super bowl for the two of you.

you can't help but stand up too when the ball makes its way closer to where matt stands. "shit," you mutter. "c'mon."

its too quick for you to process when the ball is flung at matt, and he catches it. blocking it from ever entering the net. and just then, the buzzer goes off.

nick jumps excitedly and goes into hug you, but you immediately run from the stands. but nick follows you regardless of his missing hug. though he splits off to chris knowing you were headed for matt.

the second matt spots you he takes off his helmet to reveal him biting down on his lip to hide a growing smile. he drops his stick and opens his arms. you're quick to jump up to matt, wrapping your legs around his waist and cupping the sides of his face.

you press a soft kiss to his lips before pulling away and congratulating him. "I knew you could do it, baby." you smile, kissing him again, "im so proud of you."

he sets you back on the ground, putting his hands on your hips, and you connect yours behind his neck. "i love you." he smiles.

"i love you," you lean back in for a more heartfelt and less hurried kiss.

seeing the rest of the team running over to matt, you drop your hands and smile at him before meeting back with nick.

the sight of the team huddling around matt, and handing him the trophy to hold in the air, warms your heart. you want nothing else in the world, other than the fact that matt is happy.

"now are we gonna hug?" nick says, amusedly rolling his eyes from beside you.

a small laugh breaches your throat as you embrace nick in a hug. "sorry, i was just so excited."

he shares the laugh before pulling away and looking back to his brothers.

once matt and chris are able to escape the team, they make their way over to where you stand with nick.

matt snakes an arm around your waist, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. "coach is taking us out to dinner. i'd want you to come too but i don't want you to have to pay for yourself."

you giggle, "that's what my amazing boyfriend is for! he buys me food. you should seriously meet him sometime."

he smiles before pressing another kiss to your lips.

harley SPEAKS

im actually making long-ish imagines and thats so slay of me