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Well I accidentally deleted this last night and was too tired to write it over again so I’m reposting now 🙂

Imagine Marco taking you to his brother’s football (soccer for my American writers) game.

Pairing: Marco x reader

Warning: some lightly nsfw thoughts

Masterlist

(I know this is Kedah FA’s jersey but I couldn’t find a pic of them together in the Adelaide United jersey 🤷🏼‍♀️)

“Hey babe, come down! I’m here!” Marco said excitedly through the phone. For weeks Marco had been planning a trip to Australia for your birthday and planned to take you to his brother Ken’s football game while you were there. It was finally game day and you were both ecstatic.

You grabbed your phone and one of the many handbags Marco bought for you and headed to the hotel elevator. Marco was waiting out front in an Audi convertible with music blasting. As you opened the door he yelled enthusiastically, “Are you fucking excited?!”

His excitement made you flash a wide smile as you hopped in the car. “So what are we gonna do first?” you asked. “Food?”

“You know it babe,” Marco replied. “Let’s stop at a place near the stadium, but we need to be quick if we want to go down on the pitch and watch them warm up.”

You were nervous but happy to finally meet his brother. Marco and his brother were super close so you knew that Ken’s opinion of you would matter a lot to Marco. “So will I get to meet him before the match then?” you asked. “Yeah, they’re going to let us go down and I’ll introduce you.”

You smiled to hide your anxiety but Marco could sense it anyway. “Don’t worry, Y/N, I’m sure Ken will love you,” he reassured you and squeezed your hand.

Marco sped down the road and you arrived at a cafe a few minutes later. When he pulled up to the curb he said, “I’m going to run in and grab the food to go. I’ll get you a sandwich, yeah?” You nodded and he hopped out.

Five minutes later he jogged out and shoved the food into your lap as he got in the car. “Eat fast babe we’ll be there soon!” he insisted. “Sheesh Marco, slow down a bit! Is it really that critical?!” He looked at you with an extremely solemn expression and simply said, “Yes.” His seriousness made you giggle and shake your head.

You handed him his sandwich and he basically inhaled it while he was driving. As you munched on your own sandwich, you watched him with your eyebrows raised. He loved to eat so you had seen him down food quickly before but never like this. Football thrilled him unlike anything else and he didn’t want to miss a second of it.

When you arrived at the stadium he rushed you out of the car and threw the keys to a valet. Marco flashed a VIP badge to a couple people to get inside and then down onto the pitch. There were players warming up already and Marco was searching their faces, looking for his brother.

“KEN!!” Marco shouted suddenly. One of the players who had his hair in a bun like Marco’s looked up and immediately smiled. He jogged over and tackled Marco with a hug. When they broke apart Ken yelled excitedly, “How are you bro?!” So the excited yelling runs in the family, you thought.

Ken turned to you, stuck his hand out and said, “So this must be Y/N. If you couldn’t already tell, I’m Ken.” You shook his hand with a smile and told him you were glad to meet him.

“So Marco tells me your birthday is tomorrow! Happy early birthday! I’m sorry Marco is making you watch my match!” Ken exclaimed.

“Oh I don’t mind,” you said with a warm smile. “I wanted to meet you and I actually like watching football!”

Marco slung his arm around your shoulders and said, “See, brother. I told you she was a catch.” He smiled and pecked you on the cheek before asking you to go find the seats.

While you were gone Marco asked his brother what his first impression of you was. “She’s a beaut Marco. I don’t know how you pulled that one off,” he said with a wink. “And of course it’s a plus that she likes football.” Marco’s smile grew from ear to ear and he slapped Ken on the back before wishing him good luck.

He found you in the best seats in the stadium and settled in next to you, ready for the game to begin. Shortly before it started, he got up to get a beer for each of you. Throughout the game he kept having his refilled so he was getting rowdier as it continued. When Adelaide United won 2-0 Marco jumped up and down and spilled beer everywhere.

You laughed but quickly took his glass from his hand. “Babe I think you’ve had enough now!” you said. Marco looked at you with unfocused eyes and a smile and slurred, “I think you maaay be right. Let’sss go c-congratulate Ken!” He started to stumble down the stairs, heading toward the pitch. You hurried after him so you could support him if he tripped. “KEN!!!” he screamed as he reached the bottom.

Marco’s brother ran over to y’all laughing. “Heyyy,” he said with a smirk. “I take it Marco had a good time?” he asked you.

“Ohhh yeah, he had the time of his life!” you giggled. “I think it’s about time I take him back to the hotel.”

“NooOOO! I want to go dr-drinking with my brother!” he said loudly. Ken made a “yikes” expression and said, “I don’t think that’s such a great idea Marco. How about we go out tomorrow for Y/N’s birthday?” Marco pouted but finally agreed. “Let me help you get him to the car,” Ken said to you. “Are you good to drive?” he asked.

“Yeah I only had 1 beer at the beginning of the match, I’m fine,” you told him. You both began to walk Marco to the valet station and waited for them to bring the car around. Once they did you opened the passenger door and Ken tried to guide Marco into the seat but his head slammed into the doorframe. “Ow,” Marco mumbled while rubbing the back of his head. You and Ken couldn’t hold back and erupted into fits of laughter. Marco flipped you both off and slumped back into the seat.

“I’ll see you tomorrow,” Ken said with a smirk. You climbed in the driver’s seat and started driving back towards the hotel. You could feel Marco’s eyes on you, boring into you like a drill. “What?” you asked him.

“You’re just soOOoOo fucking hot is all,” Marco slurred. You smiled but kept your eyes on the road. “You should just pull the car over NOW so we can fuck right here right now,” he said. “Marco!” you exclaimed and finally looked at him. “What?! Can’t I want to fuck my sexy girlfriend?!” he said, his voice higher pitched than normal. You burst into renewed laughter because of the way his voice sounded. “You’re SO drunk!” you giggled.

When you arrived at the hotel you pulled up and gave the keys to the valet before pulling Marco out of the car. “Get up babe you’re so heavy and I know you can walk!” you said. He snickered and mumbled, “I just wanted to see how far I could get you to carry me.” He looked at the valet guys and the doorman and said, “Guess what guyssss, me and this gorgeous woman are going upstairs to fuck like animals!” You punched Marco hard, eliciting an “Oof!” sound from him.

Everyone around smirked and guffawed. Your cheeks grew hot as all eyes were on you. “I am going to kill you,” you muttered through a fake smile.