#marc casado blurb

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Hi I love your stories they're so cool. Could you write something about marc casado

(He's so underestimated he deserve more please)

Mi campeón~Marc Casado

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・❥・masterlist -> part 2

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・❥・a/n: this is rushed but I had to post anything <3

Not being able to go to Saudi Arabia with Marc made him upset but knowing that his girlfriend would be watching him with his family made him feel a bit better.

“You’re going to kill it, baby. Just be careful and don’t make any unnecessary tackles. Do you understand?” she said, watching how he smiled at her words.

“Yes, ma’am. Anything else?” he joked, making her roll her eyes playfully.

“Yes, make sure to give me one of those assists you do,” she replied. Marc chuckled but nodded his head anyway.

“Anything to make mi reina proud of me,” he said sheepishly.

“I’m always proud of you, Marc,” she said with a pout.

“I know, amor. But I’m gonna make it worth something this time,” he said softly, making her smile.

“I love you.”

“I love you more, bebé,” he said before hanging up, as his bus reached the stadium where the final would be played.

The match was full of excitement and nerves at the same time. After the first Real Madrid goal, which was caused by a little slip from Marc, y/n knew he was going to pour his all into the game; and he did. He also kept his promise and gave the assist to the last goal the team scored.

And then finally, the final whistle. 5-2 for Barça.

y/n jumped from her seat, hugging his parents and sister as the players on the TV rushed to celebrate with each other.

“Oh my God,” she whispered as the camera focused on Marc, who was squished in a group hug after his phenomenal performance.

“He did it,” his mom murmured, wiping her tears. When y/n noticed her tears, she herself burst into tears. Marc’s sister hugged her side, telling her to stop crying.

“It’s just… a few months ago, he was crying because his team couldn’t make it to the second division, and now… now he won his first trophy with the senior team,” she said through tears, making his sister hug her tighter.

The family sat down and watched how they celebrated and then received their medals; smiling every time Marc appeared on the screen. After that, the teams left for the locker rooms, and y/n waited for the FaceTime call from Marc.

As soon as they turned the TV off, her phone buzzed in her hand.

“Amor!” Marc yelled through the noise of his teammates.

“Marc! I’m so proud of you, baby! You did so well!” she exclaimed, watching his smile widen, if that was even possible.

“Did you see that assist I did? That was for you!” he said loudly, making them laugh.

“Marc, we’re so proud of you, sweetie,” his mom said from behind, making his smile soften.

“Gracias, mamá,” he said before his eyes shifted to his girlfriend. He opened his mouth to say something before a group of his teammates started yelling for him to come over.

“I’ll call you again in the morning, okay, bebé ?” he said, his eyes shifting between his phone and his friends in front of him.

“Okay. Have an amazing night, mi campeón. Te amo,” she smiled at him, his face scrunching up cutely.

“Te amo más, cariño. Sweet dreams,” he said, blowing a kiss before hanging up.

She let out a sigh, her heart almost beating out of her chest at the anticipation of this whole thing. She couldn’t wait for him to be back so she could hug him as tightly as possible and remind him how proud she was of everything he had achieved.

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