#booperesque

You are evil. 

Also this should be the first time I write something in Eng and not for my friend so it might sounds weird and ridiculous and funny I’m sorry in advance.

1, Mojan - soldiers on opposite sides. 

You have already mentally prepared yourself for this particular moment since the beginning of the week, for months, even; the second you heard the news and somehow you know that he would not turn the offer away. 

Yet, it is strange, despite those four years you’ve fought in red, without him; then he came to you, bursting into your life, radiant with his joyous energy and endless cups of coffee, you remember still the moment you realized that you are fucked as you looked at him laughing, cracking at one of your jokes - they weren’t even that funny - you sat there, looked at him like an idiot— 

—then suddenly he is standing right there in front of you, this strange colour, this blue - and why blue, you thought he’d eventually comes to bleed red, like you, like the others - his eyes, gazing for the right move, waiting for the right moment,  looking directly into your soul as Mohamed steps one step back and you leaps into the air. 

2, Hendollana - soldiers on the same sides.

Jordan doesn’t even need to look, he knows Adam is there right beside him, accompanying, together like they have done this since forever; he knows it when he turns to accept the ball from a well-known shadow of red, then he shoots. 

His vision blurs and the thunderous of sounds jarring into his ears, they rhyme, like the sudden weight when he’s burried under this heap of overexcited teammates, unable to point out which body belongs to which name; until a familiar frame somehow managed to get through the chaotic scene to sneak up onto Jordan, his face beaming with pride. 

They won. 

wtf is this