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Matt’s eyes widen slightly as he sees the man before him. A delicate bronze tan on his slim tattooed body with his mocha curls and crystalline blue eyes. His arm is propped against the wall, pressing his body to the side of it, just outside the exit to the hall leading from the locker rooms. “Hiya.” Ben greets with a soft shy smile. His voice rasps softly with a slight playful lilt.
“Oh hey Ben.” He smiles with the same warmth in his tone that crinkles in his smile. He's still in the doorway to exit the locker room as he looks at his boyfriend. He's also in normal clothing now, one of the first to get changed most likely. Ben stays perched against the wall, accentuating the jut of his hips and his slim figure.
“How’s my favorite goalkeeper? You like Nottingham?” Ben asks with a teasing smirk on his face. One with his teeth peeking out slightly from his lips. Matt smiles back softly, feeling his cheeks heat up a bit. He glances away bashfully for a moment before his focus returns to Ben. He chuckles quietly as he tunes out the sounds of the locker room behind him.
“I’m doing good since I'm finally starting. The town is fine but… you know.” He remarks softly. Matt shifts out of the way of the door. Ben nods with a soft smile twinkling in his eyes as it creases his lips.
“I missed you.” He admits to the defender in a softer voice. As if the message is meant for nobody else to even be able to hear. Only for his Benjamin William White. Ben's eyes cast down to his feet as a grin spreads across his face. His lips curl up as he scratches his head softly.
“I’ve missed you too.” Ben replies, his voice like soft meringue. Matt admires the soft gaze he’s being given. One of such longing like they’ve been missing from each other’s lives for years. Though it's only been a few months. He feels a hand brush against his and curls his fingers slightly before looking down. He finds that familiar tanned hand grasping at his own pale one. “Hold my hand you idiot.” He chuckles as he pulls Matt’s hand into his own. The American blushes softly and interlaces his fingers with Ben’s tattooed ones. His hand warms in Ben’s own as he retains the embrace. He looks into Ben’s eyes softly as some players walk around them, breaking Ben’s concentration. He glances away from Matt, towards his teammates walking behind him.
“I’ve gotta get going. Say um… Aaron, Martin, Leo and I are going to an arcade bar tomorrow evening if you’d like to join us?”
Matt smiles back at him softly, making his teeth show from his lips. “For sure. You can pick me up this time.” He jokes softly with his cheesy smile. Ben snickers softly at his comment, giving his hand a squeeze.
Ben’s hand releases his own, prompting his fingers to uncurl from around the tanned hand. The defender moves in closer to him so they’re only inches apart. He feels Ben’s hand grasp his jaw, wrapping his fingers around his kempt beard. Then a kiss placed to his cheek softly, leaving a very faintly wet mark from the chapstick Ben wears. He feels the hand pull off his jawline and away. “I’ll see you then.” He whispers softly with a pat to Matt’s shoulder.