before the game, part two
a/n: read part one here. tell me what you think!
“Thanks again for doing this,” Liam’s mom says, as she opens the door for Roman to walk in. “He just can’t shut up about you.”
“Oh, it’s my pleasure,” Roman smiles. “I’m sure Liam will be taking my place as Dortmund’s starting goalkeeper any day now.”
This is the only the second time Roman has given goalkeeping lessons to little five-year-old Liam, since they first met before a game two weeks ago. But Roman’s already enjoying it so much – maybe even more than Liam – just because he loves spending time with them. (His intentions aren’t entirely pure, though – he’s also very interested in Y/N, Liam’s mom, who happens to be a single mother.)
“Liam!” she calls for her son. “Roman’s here!”
The little boy rounds the corner so fast he almost skids across the tiled floor. “Hi, Roman!” he tackles Roman’s legs with a hug before grabbing his hand and pulling him toward the backyard. “I already set up the goal outside. Let’s go!”