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Claudia Sampedro

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futbol16 · 2 years

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Cálmate • Alexia Putellas

Request: you can do one where reader and alexia date and during a match, the opposing team is attacking a lot of reader, so Alexia loses patience and kind of a real fight for the first time on the field with the opponents, where the team has to intervene and reader really gets involved hurts

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Chaos. That is what this match has been. At this point all you could be happy about was that your team was leading, which of course the opposing team wasn’t too pleased about and they made sure to let you know.

Sevilla has been ruthless, especially on you, at least that’s how you felt but looking at your teammates' faces every time you ended up on the ground confirmed your thoughts. You feel another push to your back as you nutmeg a player and as you pass the ball to Patri, you give yourself a second to shoot her a glare not wanting to get into a shoving match. Alexia is a whole different story however. She’s shouting and screaming at every other player, raging as you and your teammates keep getting fouled.

The match is nowhere near ending though, you’re only a little into the second half.

You’re running up the side of the pitch and your eyes search for a teammate to shoot a cross to. You can hear a player running behind you and before you can react she takes advantage of your momentary distraction and comes in hot, slide tackling you, missing the ball that’s already been played to Asisat. A yelp is released from your mouth as you go tumbling to the ground or more so into someone’s legs, their shin hitting you between your neck and shoulder.

You wince in pain as you look up from your position only to come face to face with the Sevilla coach who looks less than happy about your fall. He makes this clear as he takes a fistful of the back of your jersey and pulls at it urging you to stand up, thinking that if you did then his player wouldn’t get carded.

You try to remove his hand but he keeps a tight grip until Irene gets to you and rips his hand away, helping you up. A satisfied smirk makes its way onto your face as both the coach and the player get their yellow cards.

“Estás bien, mi amor?” Alexia asks as she gets to you, her hand placed on the side of your waist as she quickly looks you over, finally stopping at your face and you send her a gentle smile.

“Sí, Ale. Let’s just win this” you nod at her and she’s about to say something else, no doubt to argue about your well being but the ref’s whistle cuts your conversation short.

It isn’t long before Barcelona get yet another free kick and as Pina goes to pick up the ball and give it to one of you, Sampedro shoulder checks her. You hastily walk up to the two and gently pull Claudia away from the angry woman.

“Cálmate idiota!” you call out to her about to turn back to where the free kick is supposed to be taken but Sampedro doesn’t let you as she comes barreling into your chest. You lay there for a second as you try to get air into your lungs and a hand on your side as you look at the beautiful brunette.

“How long are you going to take this shit? Because I’m done and the next time she even dares to come close to you, I’ll end her career myself.” Alexia spits out once she made sure you could sit up. You only shake your head at her as you stand with your palm pressed to your chest. Alexia huffs in annoyance as she takes the freekick and you stand in your place.

“Should’ve minded your own business” someone grumbles behind you but you don’t spare a glance at her, only turning to her with a single eyebrow raised when Alexia’s kick ends up in the back of the net.

Barca is up 3-0 by the 80th minute and as both teams start to get tired from the grueling game you think you’ll be spared until the final whistle is blown. Oh how wrong you were.

Just as you got through Sevilla’s defensive line you’re about to shoot when their number 14 yanks at the back of your shirt, the neckline almost cutting off your airways and as the ball leaves your foot in a last chance effort she pushes at your shoulder.

You immediately break out in coughs as you lay on the ground grimacing in pain.

Meseguer mockingly takes a step over you but you’re far too angry to think about the consequences as you kick her leg out. Alexia barely has time to blink before you’re at each other's throat Silvia’s fist connects with your cheek, your own fist digging into her ribs.

The fight goes from ugly to uglier as both teams rush forwards trying to separate the two of you. However, as Alexia makes eye contact with both Sampedro and Meseguer she abandons her original plans and takes her anger out as well. She had no option but to watch you get dragged to the turf time and time again with the referee believing bullshit excuses from the Sevilla players. And so before she can think she’s already slammed herself into one of them and sends her to the ground.

Between the angry shouts of both team’s fans, the referee’s constant whistling and the players’ insults you don’t notice that the benches have cleared out until Salma and Marta finally get to you and grab a hold of you. You’re pulled out of the mass of players and the fighting seems to stop as Sevilla’s main source of threat is pulled away. The blood from your nose has already made its way down your face and you lick at your lips, instantly regretting it as you taste metal.

Your eyes find Alexia who looks back at you in concern, about to run over to you but a red card shoved into your face stops her for a second. Unlike her, you don’t stare at it in disbelief. Despite both of you knowing that the violent fight deserved the red card, the midfielder is utterly livid when only one of the Sevilla players receive the same card. Several of them should have gotten at least a yellow which would have gotten more than one player out of the remainder of the game, but the referee decides against doing so.

He lets them continue with a simple warning.

Marta and Rolfö guide you off the pitch where a medic takes you over and the pair of you walk out of sight to the medical room. Alexia’s worried gaze follows you until she can no longer see you and she impatiently waits for the last ten minutes of the match to be over.

“You’re supposed to actually be using that” Mapi’s voice bounces off the walls of the empty medical room as she spots you sitting on the table, the ice pack in your palm instead of the bruise on your cheek. You only give her a sarcastic smile for her comment and your girlfriend next to the blonde rushes forward to you. Her hands delicately cup your jaw, careful to not hurt you as she examines you, her eyebrows furrowing in frustration when her finger lightly brushes over your purple cheek.

“Mapi, I need you to find her and deal with her.” she speaks, not moving her gaze from you and Mapi grins by the door.

“Yes ma’am” she jokingly salutes as she closes the door behind herself.

“Ale you don’t need to hunt her down” you tell her, your voice rough from the previous yelling during the match. Your thumbs stroke over her hip bones as she looks into your eyes with a serious expression.

“Yes I do. You’re my girlfriend and my number one priority and they hurt you! You always say we have to fight for those we love so I’m going to fight for you when they hurt you!” she rambles in anger, a contrast to her touches as she gently takes the ice pack from you and holds it to your cheek. You place your own hand over hers as tears gather in your eyes not just from the overwhelming emotions from the match but at her words too.

“You love me?” you whisper in question and the brunette doesn’t hesitate to answer, a soft smile of her own gracing her lips. Despite the number of months the two of you have been dating, the L word hasn't been said until now.

“Of course I do mi amor” she assures you and you pull her into a searing kiss before she could even finish her sentence.

“I love you too” you breathe out, a lovesick look taking over your features, a look that matches Alexia’s until she remembers your state.

“Te quiero pero vamos” she pats at your thigh as she gives you a kiss on your forehead. “Let me take care of you at home” she more so promises than asks and you allow yourself to be pulled onto her back as she carries you out of the medical room.

#woso imagine #alexia putellas imagine #futbol16 #woso x reader

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