*squints* is that a happy soccer au i see? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
here’s the lowdown:
mari and adrien are childhood best friends™
they met through being new neighbours adrien used to be legit just a loner until he met mari who was like ‘dude play soccer with me’ and they became straight up bffs after that
they both loved sour patch kids and space and drew what they thought was a genius graphic design of a space sour patch kids logo when they were young
they end up going to different highschools in the same town and still live in the same neighbourhood. they both join soccer teams in the their respective schools.
in terms of skill and technicality, mari is the better player but adrien seriously pulls unexpected moves that make him stand out.
uhmm..everyone girl is rlly gay for mari in her school they are just her fangirls lmfao same thing for adrien but mari has got like 4k followers on instagram and all she does is take a photo of her soccer ball
they have this tradition to draw the space sour patch kids logo on their team shirts ever since they started soccer in high school so that neither forget the other and wow that’s romantic guys
their coaches were at first like wtf no but they used permanent marker so they ended up accepting it over the years and now everytime they join new teams or get new shirts everyone is like ‘when r u having the logo’
their schools r so nosy on who tf the person who draws their logos is omg everyone is always trying to spy on them to figure out who adrien/mari is
this time it’s adrien who has a crush on mari and mari is the one to eventually fall in love
His mouth came down on hers. And that was it. All the self-control he’d exerted over the past weeks went, like water crashing through a broken dam. Her arms came up around his neck and he pulled her against him, and she was soft and pliant but surprisingly strong like no one else he’d ever held. His hands flattened against her back, pressing her against him, and she was up on the tips of her toes, kissing him as fiercely as he was kissing her. He flicked his tongue along her lips, opening her mouth under his, and she tasted salty and sweet like faerie water. He clung to her more tightly, knotting his hands in her hair, trying to tell her, with the press of his mouth on hers, all the things he could never say out loud, I love you, I love you and I don’t care that you’re my sister, don’t be with him, don’t want him, don’t go with him. Be with me. Want me. Stay with me. I don’t know how to be without you.
It’s funny how someone who was just a stranger last year, can mean so much to you now.
It’s terrible how someone who meant so much to you last year, can be just a stranger now.
It’s amazing what a year can do.