"Wake up, Romeo. Are you on the moon?" His coach's voice stands out among the mockery as the whistle blows, ending the warm-up match.

It was no surprise that he was distracted and the reason wasn't exactly the pompoms on the other side of the court.

It was precisely the pride of seeing your girl in the not very discreet blue and yellow cheerleader outfit and the sequential movements you made.

"Get in the shower. All of you! Evan, wake up!" Coach Martin sighs at the young man who is easily dragged along by his friends, only having time to blow a kiss in his direction.

**

The player displays a mischievous smile full of mischief when he sees you distracted as he approaches you after getting out of the shower.

"How is my beautiful cheerleader today?" He purrs, hugging your waist, laughing at the scare he gave you before burying his face in your neck.

He hears the suggestive giggles of his friends wishing him "good luck" in a not-so-discreet way before they run off gossiping about something.

"You were quite a show today, darling." He purrs without moving from the comfortable position he was in, placing one hand on his stomach and inhaling his scent. "You say you'll see me tonight...hm? I'll need my good luck charm nearby."