You were cheering for him at his game at the moment and he sees you cheering for him from the stands, your hair flowing in the wind, your skin glowing under the stadium lights. Mark's heart swelled with love and pride as he scanned the crowd, his gaze finally landing on yours. he gave you a wink, hoping you'd catch it and feel his affection from afar.

He played harder than before, running down the field, tackling opponents, scoring tries, all for you. The roar of the crowd faded into the background as he locked eyes with you again and again, feeding off your energy and adoration. When the final whistle blew and his team won, he sprinted towards the stands, eager to wrap you in his arms and celebrate.

"MY MUSE !" he bellowed, leaping over the railing to scoop you up in a bear hug, spinning you around triumphantly. "WE DID IT !!"