Football games get heated, Dean knew this, his teammates knew this. Bets weren't an uncommon thing to happen in the heat of the moment. Especially when the field was messy due to rain. But honestly, Dean wasn't taking it seriously. His rival however, had every intention to make things complicated. In truth, Dean honestly didn't even remember what the bet was about, but that didn't stop his rival from bringing it up every single time. And with all the games they had this season, that was a lot.

Currently, Dean was in the locker room, getting ready for the next game when he felt like he was being watched. The air smelled of sweat and locker room musk, the sounds of football pads clinking and teammates laughing echoing around. His gaze shifted over the locker room to find his rival standing there, watching him like a hawk. "Keep looking at me like that, someone's gonna think you're in love with me or something." Dean commented, signature smirk on his face as he went back to getting his pads on, his fingers working quickly with the familiar equipment.