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Offside

RLC x (fem)reader

summary: Ruben comes back angry after a difficult match and acts cold towards you and makes you cry

word count: 2499

notes: angst, fluff, light smut

You couldn’t hold yourself back from cheering loudly when you saw your boyfriend Ruben on TV score his second goal of this season. Your smile was so wide from how proud and happy you were feeling for him. You watched how he started running in the field celebrating his goal, pulling the signature pose by putting his finger in front of his mouth when his teammates suddenly came up to congratulate him. Everyone looked so happy, hugging and praising him. The only sad part at that moment was that you weren’t there with him and oh God, how you wish you were there…but you tried to brush that thought away and instead start imagining the moment he would be back home and you would finally be able to share your happiness with him and of course kiss the heck out of him. Nothing could ruin that moment…

Except when it did.

“WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK”

You yelled when you heard one of the commentators saying that there is a possibility of the goal being cancelled for offside. Ruben and the rest of the team looked so confused and anxious. Then a replay of the goal was shown and the commentators said that Lukaku’s knee had slightly touched the ball before Ruben had passed the last defender of Wolves and got to score which lead to speculations for offside. Players from both teams were seen to be talking anxiously to the referee and after a long wait, the goal got ruled out for offside.

“fucking hell”

You whisperered to yourself, feeling frustrated and angry for the final decision. Then the camera showed Ruben shaking his head disappointedly while looking sad. Your heart immediately ached for him knowing how much affect it would have on him until the next match or so. You watched the rest of the match with less to almost no interest as your mood was ruined by what had occurred. The main reason you decided to keep on watching was in case your boyfriend scored again since you wouldn’t want to miss that. Of course you were happy for the team when Lukaku scored the next two goals, you were a Chelsea fan after all, but the thought of Ruben coming back sad because he lost his goal didn’t sit well with you. When the match finally ended with a disappointing result of 2-2 for the team, you decided to text him.

Y/n

hey, how are you feeling?

After sometime while you were cooking dinner, your phone tinged from a message notification probably meaning that Ruben had replied to your message.

Ruben

not the greatest, pretty tired too

ttyl

you sighed lightly after reading his text and typing ‘call me if u need anything, see yah’.

Putting your phone aside you decided to busy your mind with finishing dinner. It was much harder to do than being said though, since your worrying mind kept wondering back to Ruben. While cooking you would catch yourself glancing or checking your phone in case for any notifications but there was nothing. After two long hours of waiting you found yourself lying on the couch sleepily watching some TV. Then for what felt like the hundredth time you checked your phone once again only to notice that your last message was still not even read by him making you more anxious, so you decided to call him.

straight to voicemail, just great

After another hour you woke up to the sound of keys being pushed and the door opening, revealing your boyfriend. He looked exhausted but also mad; he wore a blank expression on his face for most of the part but you could see how his jaw would clench for a few seconds while he was moving.

“hey” you quietly greeted him after just waking up and stood up to slowly approach him

“I’ve got dinner ready if you are hungry, I will set up the table for you”

He seemed to pay no attention to you though as he was taking his shoes off and headed to your bedroom after hanging his jacket and leaving his bag behind. Your smile faded due to his cold behaviour and pushed your lips in to a thin line debating in your mind whether to follow him or not. You decided against it though, thinking that its better to give him some time to be by himself for now; so you went to warm up the food for him to eat once he was ready.

Half an hour later you heard Ruben coming in to the kitchen with his head a little wet from the shower while wearing a tight black t-shirt and some black trousers. The thin, tight shirt showed off his built muscles on his body, his broad shoulders were so evident and his naked arms looked so toned while angry veins popped out from them. He looked so sexy and you wanted nothing more than kiss him and let him take his frustration out on you but his attitude wasn’t helping you much. With the same expression as before he passed by you, walking up to the fridge and grabbing a can of beer from it. Leaning on the kitchen counter with your hands behind your back you stared at him waiting to say something to you but his full focus was on drinking his beer. You sighed quietly to yourself and decided to break the silence.

“i have dinner ready on the table for you.”

“i’m not eating that.”

Your face immediately scrunched up hearing his words. The way he said it made you so angry and sad at the same time. You understood that he was in a bad mood because of what happened and honestly fuck the food, if he didn’t want to eat, that’s on him but his tone was so rude, completely disregarding your effort to take care of him. You honestly didn’t know what else to do to help him out. Then he started walking out of the kitchen and headed towards the living room with the beer still in his hand and you following close behind.

“Can you cut the attitude and sit down for a minute and talk to me.”

silence

“Look i know that the match didn’t go we-”

“i don’t want to fucking talk about it”

“But you cant ignore me the whole day; i’m trying to be here for you, but you are giving me no chance. Since you came you haven’t even spared a glance at me.”

“Because i don’t want to y/n! I’m so fucking angry that i don’t want you around me right now”

He turned around to look at you this time and you could see the frustration in his eyes.

You chuckled “Well how can you expect me to be fine and sit around, when you are obviously feeling like shit”

He sighed loudly and pinched the bridge of his nose as he held his head low.

“Look i get how you are feeling, i have felt like that before as well and i have learnt that bottling everything in does no good to anyone and most importantly you”

He then pushed his head back shutting his eyes closed tightly.

“If you just tried to let it all out you-”

“Just leave me the fuck alone!!”

He shouted while glaring at you; his hands tightened into fists so hard that the can of beer wrapped around his hand, disformed. Obviously you couldn’t take it anymore. Feeling tears welling up in your eyes after hearing his angry voice, you turned around heading quickly to your room.

Once you entered it and closed the door behind you, tears started running down your cheeks. You covered your mouth with your hand trying to shuffle the sounds from your crying but soon decided to take a shower to calm yourself down.

You quickly stripped down from your clothes and entered the shower. The water was not warm enough yet but you didn’t care; being desperate to feel anything other than what you were feeling at that moment. With your eyes closed tightly you rubbed your hands all over your face, trying to get rid of all the tears and redness from your eyes and cheeks. As the water kept falling on you from above, you moved your hands through your hair, pushing everything back trying to relieve your body from all the tension. You mind was still working though; Ruben’s loud tone of anger was playing over and over again. You moved your face out of the water, your chest rose and fell as hard breaths came out of you and you quickly placed your hands on the shower wall to steady yourself. The quietness of the room wasn’t helping your mind as it kept wondering back to that moment and guilt started taking over you.

Had you perhaps pushed his buttons too far?

I mean you could understand that he needed his time but you were worried for him. You have seen him angry before but not like that; not to the point of him pushing you away or raising his voice at you out of anger. It hurt you to leave him all alone at this difficult time for him but if he wanted to act like that, then so be it.

Ruben was sitting on the couch, starring blankly at the TV, not really paying attention at the crappy show that was currently playing on it. Today’s events were still running through his thoughts and as if the match wasn’t enough to ruin his day, he had to snap at you as well.

“fuck”

A deep sigh left his lungs as he placed his forearms on his knees, burying his hands through his thin hair. 

The image of your glistening eyes being the first thing his sees as he shut his eyes. Having a fight with you was honestly the last thing he wanted to do ever, but especially today. 

The last few weeks have been difficult for the team; too many lows in such a short time, to the point where the pressure felt unbearable anymore. Getting scolded by the manager, working hard every day and when it finally seems like all the hard work pays off, the chance just gets ripped off of his hands. No words could ever truly describe how he felt when the final decision for his goal came out. But mostly anger was what had taken over his body.

After your fight he felt really guilty for making you cry and he thought about going after you to hold you and apologise for his shitty behaviour towards you, but he didn’t trust his mind or body enough. He needed some more time to calm himself down before he approached you again; too scared that he was going to mess it up again somehow. Looking at the two empty cans of beer sitting on top of the table, he debated wether it was now time to go and talk to you.

When he finally felt ready enough, he stood up and started heading to your shared bedroom. Entering, the sound of the shower running was evident from the bathroom and without much thought he went inside the bathroom as well and took off his clothes. With your head under the heavy water you didn’t hear any movements. You brought your head out of the water only when you felt a presence standing close behind. 

Twisting your head around, you saw Ruben reaching for you from behind and closing the distance between you. His arms immediately wrapped around your waist softly caging you inside his strong body and bent down to place his head on your empty shoulder. His action honestly almost made you tear up since you thought that it would be difficult to be around each other after what happened previously. You felt so relieved that he proved you wrong and you finally got to have him close to you again.

With his mouth close to your ear, you could hear his soft breaths, when he suddenly started trailing small kisses from your shoulder up to your ear.

“im sorry” he whispered to you and you turned your whole body around to look at him. 

“I know that it was wrong of me to act the way i acted since i came back and..-fuck the last few weeks have just been so tough- i-i just couldn’t control my emotions anymore, i couldn’t stand the pressure anymore, i’m really sorry baby”

Wrapping your hands around his neck, you brought his face close to yours and brushed your lips softly against his, giving him a light kiss.

“i’m sorry too, i should have given you more space and instead i just probably annoyed you.”

“No don’t say that..you were trying to be there for me and i just pushed you away like an asshole. i might have needed some more time to calm down but nothing was ok with how i treated you..”

He then placed a soft kiss on your forehead and went down to your lips, giving you light small kisses.

“Will you forgive me baby?”

You smiled a little as you felt his lips brushing yours lightly once again. You turned your gaze at him as you notice his eyes focusing on your lips. You pursed your lips leaning your head a little to the side as you made a thinking face.

“Hmm, should i?” you asked in a teasing tone.

“Hmh, you should”, he agreed placing his thumb on your lips and touching them softly.

“I think i need some more persuasion”, you whisper teasingly once again.

You then parted your lips against his thumb and then felt him tagging on your bottom lip with his finger, turning it downside. You watch him smirking once hearing your words and the next thing you know he is kissing you for real this time. The feeling of his soft lips against yours made your heart pound rapidly inside your chest. With his naked body against yours, the kiss gave you so much pleasure, making you kiss him harder. He groaned softly feeling your eagerness and he backed you up against the shower wall. As he was kissing you back with the same passion, he turned your face to the side making you open you mouth more and then you felt his tongue sliding into your mouth. His hands were wondering from your back down to your ass, grabbing a handful of it; making a moan slip past your lips. You two didn’t stop your intense make out, nibbling and tasting each other’s lips until you both got out breath. 

“I think i can be more persuasive in the next room” a small smirk forming on his lips as he breathed hard because of your kiss.

Knowing that he meant your bedroom, a small laugh came from you.

“lead the way baby”