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julianalvarez9 · 10 months
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YOU DON'T KNOW HOW LOUD I SCREAMED
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leonsliga · 11 months
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Alegría personificada 😊
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pensat-i-fet · 1 year
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My grumpy idiot (Lisandro Martínez x Reader)
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**I got a request to write for Licha, which made me very happy because I love him ❤️ I joked about this match inspiring me to write this and...well, I didn’t expect how it would end. But I hope you enjoy this anyways 😊**
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“Seven…great!”
You were relieved the match had finally ended after seeing your boyfriend’s team concede six goals in just one half. But also, you were worrying about the state he’d be in when he came back. Being a defender, a score like that wasn't really good news.
A quick look on Twitter told you his haters were having a great time dissecting his performance. As if he was the only one on the pitch. 
The drive from Liverpool to Manchester wasn’t long, so you tried to stop worrying and got ready to prepare some dinner. His favourite food should cheer him up, right?
Though you weren’t so sure. Not after that match.
An hour later, the door opened. Lisandro always called your name when he got home, but this time the only sound you could hear was that of the door closing and your little dog running to meet his dad. 
“Amor?”, you called, walking towards the door, where you found him giving some attention to the little animal.
“Don’t bother”.
There was no malice in his tone. He was just devastated, as you thought he would be. 
“I made you some food”.
“I’m not hungry. Thank you”.
“You need to eat after the match. Even if it’s just a little”.
“I don’t think I deserve any food after that”, he muttered.
“Don’t say that. It was just a freak match. You have been doing so well. You were celebrating winning a title only a week ago”.
He just shook his head, moving towards the room. And you decided to give him some time. People only saw the hot-tempered player on the pitch, but he was actually a very sensitive person. And this match hurt him a lot.
When you noticed he wasn’t coming back after going to the room, you went to check on him. He needed you even if he didn’t want to admit it.
You found him sitting on the bed, staring at his phone. That wasn’t good. 
“What are you doing?”
“Nothing”, he said, putting the phone down.
“Were you on social media? You know it’s the worst thing you can do after this match”.
“It’s not just random people and you know it. Sky Sports are posting about it too”.
“I just…I was reading some comments. And they talked about me deserving a red card as well and then I saw all those screenshots. Always making me look like an aggressive player and I’m tired of it. Of them taking everything out of context”.
“Your coach knows how you are as a player. I know. Who cares about random people on social media?”
“Like the idiots they are then. Is Carragher talking about how short you are again? You’ve proven all of them wrong and you’ll do it again”.
Seeing his head down broke your heart. He closed his eyes, trying to hold onto your words and let out a breath. 
“You go back on Thursday and show them who you really are. You all do as a team”.
“If I’m on the starting eleven. I wouldn’t put me there if I was the coach”.
“Well, thankfully you aren’t”.
He looked at you and you saw his eyes softening. You just wanted to hug him and let him know this score was going to be forgotten soon but knew to give him some space.
“I know what you are trying to do and I appreciate it more than I’m able to show right now. But I need some time alone. I don’t want to bring you down with me”.
He got up and when he walked past you, he stopped to kiss your head. The gesture made you tear up. If you could kick all those players, pundits and idiots who had gotten him feeling this defeated, you would have. And they could call you names too afterwards.
Your first thought was to go downstairs and eat dinner alone. He could have some later if he felt like it. But then you heard the shower and got a better idea.
The door to the bathroom was open. Lisandro never closed it when he was showering. So you got inside and took your clothes off before joining him in the shower.
“What?”, he turned, after being jumped scared by your presence. “I appreciate the thought but I’m not in the mood for that”.
“Neither am I. I’m just here to look after you. Please let me”.
“What are you going to do?”
“Shh, just let me look after you”.
He nodded, curious about what you were planning on doing. He could talk about needing space all he wanted to, but he was glad you hadn’t listened to him. He needed you.
You picked up the speaker you had in the shower and started to play some music. Both of you liked the same artists, so whatever played on shuffle was going to work.
Next, you grabbed your boyfriend by the shoulders to turn him so his back was to you.
“What…”.
“Shhh”.
And then you turned the water off and picked up the bottle of shampoo he used. You loved the smell and couldn’t wait to have that scent around. 
Putting a small amount on your hands, you rubbed them together and then started to wash his hair. You couldn’t see his face but could still imagine the way he looked. You loved massaging his head and he always closed his eyes with a big smile on his face while you did that.
When you were done, you moved to turn the water on but before you could, Lisandro grabbed one of your hands to place a little kiss on it. 
After rinsing all the shampoo from his hair, you told him to pass you the conditioner you bought for his coloured hair.
“Here you have the conditioner that I always use”.
“Liar!”
He was joking, and that was good. It was small steps but in the right direction.
Once that other step was done, you moved to get the shower gel and he stopped you.
“No need, I showered after the match. I just wanted to stay under the water feeling sorry for myself. But you turned that into something better. Thank you”.
“No need to thank me. It’s my job”.
He finally smiled at you and you couldn’t even put into words how much it meant that he was smiling after that match. 
“Should we eat something? I made your favourite meal”.
“Of course you did. Because you’re perfect and have to deal with a grumpy idiot like me. I’m sorry”.
“I like grumpy idiots apparently”.
Once you were both out of the shower, you got dressed quickly so you could go eat. Lisandro grabbed your hand on the way to the kitchen, needing the physical touch to let you know how much he appreciated you and you gave his hand a squeeze, also needing the nonverbal expression of love. 
As you were putting the food on the plates, you noticed two arms wrapping around your waist. After a quick kiss on the back of your neck, he just put his head on your shoulder and enjoyed the feeling of being this close to you.
“How hungry are you?”
“Very”.
You shook your head. “And you planned on going to bed with an empty stomach”.
It didn’t take long for you to finish dinner. Both of you were pretty hungry and you were really looking forward to the dessert you had bought this morning, hoping you could celebrate a win. That thought annoyed you, so you forced yourself to stop thinking about it. As you told your boyfriend, there was no point in thinking about it more.
“Do you want dessert?”
“Sure. Maybe some fruit…”.
“No no no”, you said, walking towards the fridge and making him look at you confused. You had fruit for dessert after dinner almost every day. “I bought cake”.
“To celebrate the win?”, he knew you too well.
“Or to drown our sorrows. It doesn’t have to be for just one thing”.
He laughed and got up to get the plates and forks you would need for the cake. 
“Can we sit on the sofa and eat it there?”
“Sure”, you told him.
Putting the pieces of cake on the plate, you joined him in the living room, where he had already gotten the sofa ready for the three of you. Your poor little dog had been waiting to take a nap with you two for a while, but his plans had been changed and he wasn’t happy about it.
“Come here! Here’s my good boy!”, you told him, scratching his head and giving him small kisses.
“Can I have one of those too?”, asked Lisandro, sitting down next to you.
“One of what?”
“You know what I mean”, he said, seeing your goofy smile.
And he finally gave you the kiss you had been waiting for since he got back and the one he had needed since the first goal was conceded. 
The cake was eaten almost as quickly as the dinner had and when you put the plates back on the coffee table, you could all finally get under the blankets, dog included, and cuddle. There was no better way to end a day, good or bad, than in your boyfriend’s arms. 
“I love you. I don’t know what I would do without you”.
“I don’t know what you would do either but I don’t plan on letting you find out anytime soon”, you said, turning your head so you could kiss him. “I love you too, my grumpy idiot”.
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cryingforcrocodiles · 10 months
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ori0 · 10 months
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He is just...
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wordsbyrian · 10 months
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"I fight for every ball. If I have to step over dead bodies, I will do it." -Lisandro Martinez
image by @NortFX on twitter
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ris446 · 1 year
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netalkolemedia · 2 years
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Lisandro Martínez, l'homme qui a mis l'Angleterre à ses pieds 
Lisandro Martínez, l’homme qui a mis l’Angleterre à ses pieds 
Explosif lors des deux derniers matchs de Manchester United en défense centrale, Lisandro Martínez est tout simplement l’un des meilleurs joueurs du championnat actuellement. Les yeux sont rivés sur le joueur de petit gabarit après ses récentes prestations.   Associé dans la charnière centrale des Red Devils avec Raphaël Varane, Lisandro Martínez est parti pour mettre définitivement le capitaine…
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takaisayaka · 1 year
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final war of three stars ⭐⭐🌟
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julianalvarez9 · 10 months
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looks like a renaissance painting
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leonsliga · 9 months
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Licha con su perrito 🥰
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m-ultraarticles · 1 year
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Lisandro Martínez, chosen as a model for the new version of a historic Manchester United shirt
The world champion with Argentina was in charge of wearing the limited edition garment, while he continues to recover from his fifth metatarsal injury. Since Lisandro Martinez was announced as hiring the Manchester United, the player was received with special affection, which was noted over time, by the institution and supporters. With barely ten months at the English club, the Argentine world…
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i'm in love.
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hardteam11 · 1 year
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Lisandro Martínez
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jujuygrafico · 2 years
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Reconocimiento por visibilización de cultura jujeña en vestidos de la FNE
#SanSlavadordeJujuy #CUltura | Reconocimiento por visibilización de #culturajujeña en vestidos de la #FNE
El Concejo Deliberante de San Salvador de Jujuy entregó los dispositivos legales que declaran el beneplácito por el mensaje de visibilización de las múltiples facetas de la cultura jujeña, expresado en los vestidos exhibidos durante la elección de la representante por el Departamento Dr. Manuel Belgrano, en el marco de la 71° Fiesta Nacional de los Estudiantes.Por tal razón, concejales recibieron…
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fitfootballers · 8 months
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Lisandro Martínez 🔥
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