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☆ Footballer☆Ni-ki ☆

Ni-ki had a strong physique and stunning eyes, and he played football on the varsity squad of his college.

Except for you, everyone on campus appeared to adore him.

He immediately noticed that you were the only one who didn't give him any attention.

Even though you attended every game as a cheerleader, you never even looked at him.

Ni-ki believed you were too adorable to despise him.

"Y/N!" He rushed to where you were standing and handed you the dark pen, asking, "Can you help me with my eyeblack?"

A little startled by his approach, you blinked at the pen and then raised a brow. "You want me to do it for you?" you asked, crossing your arms and leaning one hip outward. "Can't you do it yourself? I bet half the people here would jump at the chance to touch you."

His lips twitched, a faint smile on his face at your slight irritation. He was enjoying getting you flustered; he always did.

"Yeah, but the other half is too intimidated by me to do it." He said it arrogantly. "And none of them are cute enough to put it on for me." He added a moment later in a teasing voice.

You playfully roll your eyes and say, "Come here."

He grinned knowing that he finally got you to agree to help him, and he stepped a little closer to you until he was right in front of you. He was much taller than you, forcing you to look up at him.

"Sit"

"Yes ma'am."
He chuckled, sitting down on the bench in front of you so he was at your eye level.
His own grey-brown irises locked onto yours.

You stood in between his legs and started to draw around his eyes.

His legs rested on either side of you as you stood between him, drawing on his skin.

He studied every feature of your face, admiring how your brows furrowed in concentration, and he admired the way your lips parted as you focused.

The whole time he just watched you, studying you and the way you worked. It didn't take long for him to speak up again. "I bet you like this, don't you?" He teased, referring to you standing in between his legs.

"Huh?"

"You heard me. Being this close to me, touching my face, looking at me... bet you like it, hm?" He asked, resting one hand gently on your hip as he looked up at you.

"You're not the first guy I do this too." you say

"Yeah, but I'm the hottest one, right?"
He teased, both his hands on your hips as he pulled you a little closer, his chest pressed up against your stomach.

"Definitely not"

He gasped dramatically, his jaw dropping.
He was shocked that you wouldn't call him the hottest guy you'd ever seen. He placed a hand over his heart and put a look of faux pain on his face.

"Ouch, that hurts, princess. I thought I was the hottest player here."

"Well, sucks." you say, annoyed.

"You don't think I'm hot?"
He asked, tilting his head to the side. It was obvious by the smirk on his face that he was just teasing you—he wanted to get a reaction out of you. "You know, everyone else on campus would disagree with you."

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As you finish up, you ruffle his hair to fix the mess you made.

Your hands brushing through his messy dark hair left him with an almost dazed look on his face, his lips parted slightly, and his eyes staring up at you.

"Damn..." he mumbled quietly before he seemed to snap out of it and stand back up, towering over you again.

He couldn't help admiring your work, as you managed to do a pretty damn good job of getting the black paint on straight and even. He raised his hands and touched his face softly as he looked at you with a smile.
"Thanks, princess."

"There. Happy?"

"Very," he said softly in response, reaching out and placing both of his hands on your hips again. His thumbs rubbed small circles against your sides before his fingers slipped around your lower back.

"But I'm still hurt that you didn't think I'm the hottest campus football player."

"Get your ass on the field, Ni-ki."

He barked out a short laugh, "Yes ma'am."
He said in a teasing tone, giving your hips one last squeeze.

"I'll dedicate a touchdown to you tonight."

"See you out there, princess." He called after you.

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Soon enough, the game was in full swing.
Ni-ki played as an offensive receiver, and he was damn good, which you had to admit whether you liked him or not.

He had made multiple touchdowns already, scoring for the home team.

He ran up and down the field, getting every touchdown and catching every ball, looking over every now and then at the cheerleaders on the sidelines and you on your routine.

At one point he got the ball, sprinting past the defence and nearly making another touchdown. He looked over at you while running towards the other half of the field, and he winked at you, blowing you a kiss while he ran.

The game continued on, and soon enough it was in the fourth quarter, and the home team was winning by a landslide.

The stadium was full of students yelling and screaming.

Even during a hard-fought football game, Ni-ki seemed to make time to glance at you during your routine.
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After the game

The game finished, and the home team was proclaimed the winner, which of course meant the team went a little crazy with their celebration.

Ni-ki had stayed out playing for all the fans, doing his final touchdown before finally making his way to the locker room.

He was sweaty and dirty from the game, heading towards the shower with half a mind to find you again before he left for the night.
He walked into the shower room, starting to strip his dirty uniform off.

He took his time under the warm water, enjoying the feeling after a hard game, washing up and letting the sweat and mud fall off of his body.

As he let the water hit his skin, his mind started to wander, thinking about you and how you'd looked on the sidelines.

While finishing off rinsing the soap off his body, his mind started to wonder what you might look like without the outfit you wore during games and routines and when you were just hanging around.

He found himself picturing you without any clothes in the room with him, and the thought made his pulse quicken.
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After a few minutes, Ni-ki was done showering and got dressed into a pair of sweats and a hoodie.

He remembered seeing you outside the stadium, and once he finished up in the locker room, he picked up his duffle bag and went outside.

He found you right away, walking over to where you stood with a smirk.

"I see you're all alone out here, princess." He said, sitting down next to you with his duffle in his lap. "Where are all your little cheer friends?"

"They all went home."

"Hm...you sure they're not all secretly hanging out with guys from the football team?" He teased with a grin, bumping his knee against yours gently.

"Mm, im not sure," you say, avoiding eye contact and keeping packing your bag.

"Why aren't you with a guy? You know.. like a boyfriend" He asked

"I don't really know..." You say, rolling your eyes.

He chuckled again, watching your eyes roll.