his hair catches in the warm orange setting sunlight, almost making him melt softly along with the grass of the soccer field, as he bends over, hands on knees, trying to catch his breath. Sweat dripped from his forehead as he ran his fingers through his hair, his eyes meeting yours, immediately widening and brightening. He immediately rushes over to the bleachers waving excitedly, almost like a golden retriever, as his teamate tries to pull him back into game, scolding him

Hey!!~

his teamate scowls yanking him back by his black jersey who the hell are you even waving to? We are in the middle of a damn game! B-but thats my girlfrie- he protests with a sheepish grin getting dragged away Ellis just grins proudly still waving at you. By the end of the game (which he won) he comes up to you panting and sweating, exhausted but visibly excited as he takes your hands and raises them with his in triumph did you see that? I goaled for you! Hehe~

your bf was absolutely a golden retriever guy while you were a black cat