Spock

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This one has to do with soccer (or football) but I'm American so I'm using soccer. Sorry other readers that call it football.

"Good job at playing the game." Your boyfriend, Spock, said as he walked towards you. You had just finished a soccer game and Spock had came to watch.

"Thank you." You reply, kicking a ball into the net.

"You played quite well. Maybe you should teach me sometime so I know about your sports." Spock suggested, picking up an extra ball and kicking it, but he missed the net horribly.

"Like this." You say, demonstrating by showing a slower version of kicking the ball. He followed those steps and made it into the net.

You continued to practice kicking, while Spock stood by the net and kicked balls back to you. When you finished, you walked over by him and set the ball down by his feet.

"Do you want to learn again some other time?" You ask, standing on your tip toes to kiss his cheek.

"I would love to." Spock replied, kissing your forehead.

"Here." You say, standing on the soccer ball.

"That isn't very safe. You could fall or get hurt or-"

You cut him off by kissing him. You were his height now, because you were standing on the soccer ball. You shifted your weight a little and fell, but Spock caught you.

"I told you this could be dangerous." Spock said, holding you close in his arms.

"I lived." You say, kissing him again, this time on your toes.

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