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"You did it!"
Martinez gaped, quickly turning around. Despite the loudness of the crowd, the screams and cheers of his teammates and the excitement sounding all around him, the distinct voice of his boyfriend was so evident throughout it all. It was so easy to spot it, even easier to spot him.
Or well.. them
Livi was running at him, a bright smile on his face. The smaller goalkeeper was known to be shy and kept to himself most of the time. His voice was always minimal, quiet and gentle. But right now he was screaming, happy and excited. He ran into Martinez, who wrapped his arms around Livi and hugged him tight. Livi was quick to embrace the other back, just as tight, as if they wanted to become one with the other. The Croat nuzzled his face into Martinez's neck, leaving tiny kisses to it but hidden from cameras because… Qatar.
Bono was right behind him, though walking and looking way more relaxed. There was a smile on his face too. He was of course happy for Martinez, who deserves the first place with his country. Especially after that save that almost cost them the entire match. But he was still Bono and he was still Martinez. Not in love with each other, just in love with Livi. And only on good terms for the sake of the Croatian goalkeeper having a normal poly relationship.
Not that they hated each other.
But… y'know.. yeah.
Martinez sent a smile to the Moroccan goalkeeper and nodded his head in a greeting. He could feel the other in his arms stopping the tiny kisses, now just draped on him with his face hiding in Martinez's neck.
A light bulb popped into Martinez head as Bono was finally close enough and stopped across from him. Bono raised an eyebrow at the smirk on his face. But he just winked..
Suddenly, the hands wrapped around Livi's waist relaxed a bit. The palms pressed against his back slid down, lowering themselves slowly till-
Livi squeaked "Emi..!" Bono chuckled and watched as Livi pulled away, his face completely red and brows furrowed, in the way they always did. Bono was quick to wrap an arm around Livi's shoulders, pulling him close.
"What?" Martinez chuckled, a smug look crossing his face, "I was just putting my hands on the prize"
Livi squeaked, covering his face with his hands "Stop…"
"Why? You're my trophy" "Don't you have two already?" Bono
asked to which Martinez shrugged, "You can never have enough trophies. Especially cute ones."
Bono rolled his eyes, gazing at the tinier goalkeeper who was still hiding his red face. Though now he was peeking slightly through his fingers at the Argentinian. Bono's lips formed a small fond smile before returning to Martinez "Congratulations.. We're happy for you"
Martinez smiled.. "Thanks.. Can't believe it- We actually won."
"And it's thanks to you, imagine that" Bounou pointed out, referring to the save he made but Martinez just blinked at him, clearly confused "What do you mean?" The man asked.
Bono raised an eyebrow at the other as Livi moves his hands, now less flustered and more confused, just like Bono.. "The save, Emi. Don't you remember?"
Martinez chuckled "Which one? I did quite a bit-"
"The one that saved you from France and loss!" Livi told him.
Martinez paused..
Before genuine shock crossed his expression "Oh my god, you're right.." His eyes were wide and a frown was on his lips, but it quickly grew into a wide grin, one that showed, yes shock, but also surprise. Captivation. It's like he was repeating the save in his head, but now actually paying attention to what he did. Actually seeing what he did. With the adrenaline going through his body and with everything going quickly, the moment wasn't right for him to stop and think about it. But now..
Now he can. And now the golden glove made even more sense to him.
"Wow.. I guess you're.. right" Martinez laughed, though it was small, like the other was still in shock, "I did save it all"
Livi smiled at him..
"I'd hug you but I feel like you'll touch my butt again"
"I will"
Bono stopped them before the two got any more into it. "How about we just focus on celebrating?"
"I wanna celebrate" Livi nodded his head, looking between the two "What do we do?"
Martinez smiled, suddenly feeling very warm and soft.. "I have an idea"
"What?" Bono and Libi turned to him.. and Martinez couldn't help but stare at the two with tender eyes.
"Wanna lift up the trophy?"