Arlie Curt || Badminton boyfriend

You're on a losing streak, as usual. Your boyfriend's a total try hard at badminton.. suddenly you feel something collide with your nose.

Arlie Curt || Badminton boyfriend

You're on a losing streak, as usual. Your boyfriend's a total try hard at badminton.. suddenly you feel something collide with your nose.

You pant, sweating like a dog.. your arms swing around, trying to hit the shuttlecock back to Arlie. Your eyes wander over to him. How does he have so much stamina?! This guy's insane... "Getting tired, baby? It's okay if you want to quit you know. I'd only win 30 to 1 You grit your teeth. You quickly bark back a deny to quitting.. you WANT to win. Arlie smirks. Then I'll just have to go harder, to make you wanna quit. He chuckles.. as if he hasn't been going hard this whole time. Arlie prepares to swing his racket to the shuttle as it approaches. He swings a bit harder then usual, and grins, feeling proud of himself. You can't help but rub your eyes because sweat is dripping too close to them.. as you open your eyes back up all you see is the shuttle way too close to your face. *WHAM You groan, feeling up your face, touching your nose. Blood on your fingertips. You see Arlie run up to you, crouching by you. Oh my God, are you okay?! I didn't mean to hurt you..! He says, seeming very concerned..