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Pran and his friend Ink waited near the entrance where the player would go through to get to the field. He looked around the stadium and still in awe how huge and packed it is.
"You know, players just usually waves at their fans." Ink spoke next to him. "Please tell me you came here with little to no expectation?"
"Of course, but there's no harm in trying, right?" Pran replied, looking down on the shirt he bought at the gift shop with the club's name on it.
Everyone around them started screaming as the players walk out one after the other. The screams intensifies when the star player walk out, jumping and stretching.
He just smiles and waves at everyone calling his name as he walk by. Pran knew getting an autograph was impossible, but since it's his goal, he'll try to achieve it.
Pran took a deep breath and yelled. "Number 21!"
Pat pauses and look back, his eyes scanning the crowd until his eyes landed on Pran, who yelled out his jersey number for the second time. He tap his teammate's back and walk over to where Pran is, screams going even louder.
"You called?" Pat ask, his lips forming into a smirk, looking at Pran intently with his fierce eyes. "What can I do for you?"
Pran just stared at Pat, suddenly getting speechless at their close proximity. He was never interested in football, and he only saw a glimpse of Pat on telly or the papers but couldn't care less. Now that Pat Napat Jindapat stood in front of him, he understood why everyone is so crazy about him, the man is gorgeous and oozes confidence and sexual appeal.
Pran slightly shake his head to get out of trance before looking at Pat again. "Can you sign this for me?" He thrust the shirt and marker towards Pat who look at it and then back at him.
"Name?" Pat asks, opening the marker.
"To Zach." Pran simply answered. Pat nodded and started scribbling. When he was done, when handed back the marker. Pran looked at the signed shirt, a big smile on his face, and Pat just stared at him, awestruck.
"Is Zach your name?" Pat asks, in which Pran shook his head in response. "Boyfriend?"
Pran ignored him and look at Ink, who was recording the whole exchange between the two. "Ink! I got it! I can't wait to give this to him."
Pat look at Pran who's so happy looking at the shirt. He sigh in defeat, Mr. Dimples is already taken. He was about to walk away when Pran look back at him.
"Thank you." Pran said, smiling at him. Pat unconsciously place his hand on his chest as he look at Pran and it was such a sight for everyone else, watching them.
"You really have the prettiest smile I've ever seen." Pat smiled and wink at Pran before going back to where his teamates are, looking at him with teasing smiles.
Pran's eyes followed Pat, his brows furrowed before looking at Ink. "Ink, what just happened?"
"Base on the way he look disappointed when he asked you if Zach is your boyfriend and how happy you you were, I'd say he's interested in you." Ink replied, also surprised at what just unfolded in front of her eyes.
"So? Did you get yourself a date?" Korn, Pat's best friend/teammate asks.
"He's taken." Pat replied solemnly.
"Did he say that himself?" Korn asks, looking at Pran's direction.
"Doesn't have to." Pat adjusted the captain band on his shoulder, trying to refocus his mind back to their game which will begin shortly.
"In short, you assumed." Korn rolled his eyes. "Go back and ask him again."
Pat look at his friend, smiling before running back to where Pran is.
"He's coming back." Ink said excitedly, and started recording again. She's not going to let this opportunity pass.
"Is Zach your boyfriend?" Pat asks again.
"No." Pran answered, a little too fast and that made Pat's smile widen. "Zach is just like you, out of reach."
"I'm within reach though." Pat wiggled his brows and Pran tried so hard not to smile. Pat then look at Ink. "Are you recording this?" Ink nodded. Pat look at the camera and smirk. "To Zach, whoever you are, I'm so glad you're out of reach for Mr. Dimples."
Pran just look at Pat in amusement, he never imagined the star player to be like this.
"Want to go on a date with me?" Pat asks, earning multiple gasps from the people within earshot.
Pran can no longer contain his smile, his dimples appearing at its deepest peak. "That depends."
Pat raised a brow. "On what?"
"If you win this match." Pran said playfully.
"Challenged accepted." Pat's eyes glint in excitement. "Please stay right here, okay? I'll come get you after the match is over."
This time, it was Pran who had his brow raised. "You're that confident?"
"Just goes to show how badly I want you baby." Pat wink at Pran before running back to his team, once again.
"Yep. He's going to wreck you to tonight." Ink said mischievously. Pran's eyes widen and elbowed Ink, his face reddening. "But what if they lose? What are you going to do?"
"I'm still going on a date with him." Pran replied, looking at Pat with a smile. He only came here to get an autograph from him, but ended up getting more than that.
So much more.
Fin.