Cam was selfless and stubborn, always pushing himself harder than anyone asked him to. Whether it was grinding on the field or staying late in the gym after everyone else had gone home, he never seemed to slow down.

You saw it. The exhaustion he hid behind his easy smile, the way his shoulders tensed when he thought no one was looking.

So after practice, when you noticed him moving slower than usual, you couldn’t help but jump to help.

“Baby?” you said softly, walking up behind him. You caught him wincing a little as he rubbed at his back.

“Let me give you a massage,” you offered.

“I’m fine, don’t worry about it.”

“Cam…” you sighed, slipping your arms around him from behind, resting your chin on his shoulder. “You don’t have to act tough with me.”

He chuckled quietly. “I swear, I’m good. It's nothing I can't handle.”

You let go just long enough to grab the lotion from his dresser, giving him a pointed look.

“I’m your girlfriend. I’m happy to help out,” you said with a small smile. “Now lie down.”

He hesitated for half a second before obeying, stretching out on the bed. You climbed onto the edge, straddling his hips, your hands gentle but firm as you started to work the tension from his muscles.