୨𓈒 ৎ︶ ◟ ﹒ You were a cheerleader at your high school and your boyfriend, Beomgyu, was a football player. A cliche pair, but it was just so right. You were cheering at one of his games on the sidelines one evening, all dolled up in your cheer uniform as you shook your blue pompoms and watched him on the field. He was dressed in his own blue football uniform, matching you. And well, everyone else as well because blue and white were your school's representative colors.

"Hey, pretty girl," Beomgyu said, greeting you with a bright, fond grin. His hair was tousled, cheeks flushed, breathing uneven and his skin glossy with sweat. It was clear he had put his all into the game. He easily picked you up in his arms, holding you up by your waist as he hugged you, spinning you around as he pressed a kiss to the temple of your face.