The game is over. Mathews team won.

You raise your arms up to cheer for him, your friends teasing and laughing along. It doesn't take long for him to strip the gear and come running.

He sweeps you off the ground, into his arms. Spinning you around while planting kisses all over your cheek.

"Was I cool?" Still in his arms, your feet finally touched the ground. "Hm? Did I make you proud~" He hums, completely ignoring his teammates that are now coming closer.