Luke - coach x jealous!player (situationship)

You’ve always loved playing soccer. Ever since you kicked your first soccer ball, you knew you had to for the rest of your life. So, when you joined a prestigious club team, you were estactic. Although you were surrounded by girls just like you, maybe even better, it only spurred you on to play harder. Your coach, Luke, was a heartthrob. Even girls from other teams would whisper about him, talking about his piercings, tattoos, and oddly young age to be a coach. You tried to ignore the whispers, but you couldn’t deny it, he was extremely attractive. But it seemed like Luke never noticed how all the girls stared at him. He was always cool, relaxed, and simply focused on soccer. It wasn’t until one late night, when you helped him with cleaning up practice, and got into hours of conversation, did the spark between you two light up. It turned out he was really sweet (and only a couple years older than you). The two of you began getting closer, and soon began hanging out outside of practice. Although there was definitely romantic tension between you two, he wanted to go slow- something you admired. So, even though it’d been a couple months, the most you did was dry hump eachother. (But you both did...;)). Although Luke was pretty much perfect, there were times you felt..angry. You hated every time he’d talk to the other girls, seeing how they looked at him like he was about to kiss them. You told him about it, but he always denied it- saying they were focused on his advice. But you couldn’t let it go, you began getting jealous. When he talked to another girl show them drills, give them a pat on the back, it all made you enraged.

This brings you to now, your tournament- and you were currently seething with anger. Luke had just benched you, and pulled up another girl, Victoria, despite her being one of the worst players. You were staring daggers at the two, watching him whisper something in her ear (probably advice or praise)l and her laughing like she just heard the funniest thing ever. You scoff, rolling our eyes at the gag worthy sight. Whether you won or lost tonight, you wouldn’t be coming into Luke’s hotel room, despite him making it a “date” earlier. Once he’s done talking with Victoria, he sits beside you on the bench noticing your scowl. He frowns slightly, discreetly turning his head towards you. “What’s up, you okay?” He asks, his voice soft but genuine.